We ended up stuck on a street with a broken down car. Apparently you can't keep running over Enders without doing damage to your car. Who knew, right? Well, a wagon anyways, I don't know about other cars or trucks. I cursed as the car started to make noise. I turned it off before it could attract more Enders.
"We need a new vehicle and fast. Grab the weapons, just enough so it won't limit you in a struggle. If you can, add some food and water. If we get split up, I want you to find a roof. I will do the same and hope we can see each other. " I order him as he nodded gravely. "We stick together, if we do find a new car, we are coming back here."
"Yes, ma'am." He said to me. I put on Eddie, I couldn't allow myself to show just how frightened I was. I have to be confident in myself, assured that my plans will work.
Grabbing the machete, I looked at the teen, who was putting on the small duffel bag. I put a small knife into my pocket, looking around, I remembered my leather jacket. I took off Eddie and I quickly got it out. I stared at the teen, who was messing around with his bag trying to find the best way to wear it. I tapped his shoulder, he looked at me confused as I held it out for him to take it. But he grabbed it anyways. "Put it on."
I sighed as he fought with the zipper. Reaching over, I knocked away his hands. I quickly zipped up the jacket as he rubbed his neck in embarrassment. "Let's go."
We quickly hopped out of the car, closing the door quietly. We made our way to the closest the car. I looked at Owen, who was staring at a few enders with fear. Looking at the car, I saw bloodstains on the seats and no key. Grabbing Owen's attention by waving my hand, I gestured with my head to the next car.
He nodded, we quickly started to go to the next car and the next. We had gotten to a bright yellow car when I had looked inside. To see that the driver was still in it and the window was broken too. The driver had bite marks, her flowery dress was torn and covered in what I knew was dried blood, her hair was wild and messy. The smell of the rotting dead had hit my nose causing me to gag. Then again, most of the city smelled like the rotten dead that roamed around in it. But the smell was worsened by what I can only guess was the body being in the car and how hot the temperature is.
We stepped closer and I raised my small knife ready to stab it in the head. When suddenly it turned at us and started to groan and snapping it's teeth at us. I gasped in surprised, my heart jumped. Holy crap! The teen started to fall back when I caught him. We looked at each, that was close. He smiled in relief and I stared at the ender who was stuck in the car. It seemed like the belt stopped it from leaving the car.
I opened the door quickly when the car's alarm started to go off. The sound kind of echoes off the buildings, I looked around to see every Enders' head turning their head in our direction. Well, fuck, I grabbed the froze teen's hand and started to run towards the nearest alleyway. I just rang the dinner bell.
Looking inside the alley, I saw four decaying Enders who were running at us. I ran to the next one, it had a ladder with only one ender. I killed it without a thought and started to push the teen up the silver ladder. He climbed up as the Enders started to pour into the alley. I urged him to go faster as I was still in the reaching distance.
My heart jumped as one started to pull on my shoe. Looking down at it, I saw dead cold eyes, rotten teeth and my death. I pushed off my shoe and I continued to climb the ladder faster. The metal started to hurt me, but I ignored it in fear that if I stop, I would fall into the hoard of hungry rotting dead.
Reaching the top, I stared at the groaning undead on the ground that was trying to reach its next meal. "That was close." The teen paled at the sight of the undead. I could still hear the loud car alarm, I cursed. "Fuck, what the hell are we going to do?"
"We can travel from the rooftops, I think we are fit enough to do it." The teen said thoughtfully. I looked at the next rooftop, it was six or seven feet away. I looked at the other side, I walked over to it. It's closer, maybe five or four feet away from us. Run and jump.
"This is fucking crazy and stupid. But..what do we have to lose?" Other people used to do this, of course they trained for it. "We toss our supplies first, don't want it to weigh us down. Run and jump, okay?...And tuck and roll too." Don't want an ankle injury.
"Okay," he said a little excited. I took off Eddie, kissing it, I silently apologized to him about what I was going to do. I tossed him across while I held my breath. I sighed in relief as it made across safely. I heard another thump as the teen's duffel bag made it too.
I forced myself not to look down, I backed up. "I am going first, okay? Wait until I am ready to help you." He nodded as he looked excitedly at the next building. Crazy ass teenagers, I thought to myself, ignoring the little voice who saying I was one too.
I started to run, at the edge of the building I pushed off. I felt my heart drop into my stomach as I was in midair. The ground seemed to be farther away from me then early. I touch the next roof and rolled. I stopped in the middle of the roof, I felt relief and giggly at my accomplishment. I stood up, looking at the teen who was smiling at me.
I waved at him and he waved back at me. He turned around and stopped as he was a good amount away from the edge and ran. I felt my heart stop as he jumped. It was like the world slow down as I watched him jump across. He rolled as he made it on the roof. I finally breathed as he stood up with no injuries.
"That was...fun!" He said grinning from ear to ear. I nodded, looking at the next building. I sighed, my poor heart is going to hate me.
-x-x-x-
"You know I think we are fine on this building." The teenager who I had found out was named Owen said as he looked at the building that was only three feet away. The problem was that it was higher by five feet.
"We are going either you like it or not." I said as I tossed Eddie over to it. He laughed nervously, I looked at him. "Let's go." We haven't found a roof with a door or ladder yet.
I backed up, my heart stopped doing that dropping thing two buildings or so behind us. We had been lucky that the buildings were the same height and no Enders were on it.
I ran and jumped up. My hand grabbed the ledge and I pulled myself up. I huffed a bit, there was a door and I never loved a door more than now. I heard a groan and shuffling. I froze, grabbing the machete on the ground. "Not yet, Owen!" I told him as I looked around the roof.
"W-Who are you?" I looked at an eleven or so years old girl who was under an umbrella. She licked her dried lips. She had empty water bottles scattered around her with some wrappers too.
"Are you alright?" I asked her softly, I bent down to her height. She shook her head, she panted a bit. I felt awkward, so I turned around and walked to the edge.
I waved up Owen, who started to back up. I watched him carefully as he jumped. His hands had barely grabbed the ledge before he could fall. I had helped him up as he struggled to climb up. He fell on the roof in a leap as he huffed. Looking back at the girl who was staring back at us with a hopeful and weary look.
"Hey, little lady. I am Owen and this is Pocahontas." He said with a tired smiled. She started to calm down as she looked at him. "What's your name?"
"...It's Aaliyah." She said as she licked her lips.
"Are you thirsty?" She nodded excitedly as a light brighten in her brown eyes. "Here, let me get you some." Owen got up and walked to his duffel bag. Opening it, he grabbed a plastic bottle and Aaliyah perked up at the sight of it. He put the bottle in her shaky hands and she slowly started to sip at it. It was like she was savoring the water.
"How long have you been here, Aaliyah?" Owen asked her.
She licked her lips, "two days. My sisters left me up and told me to stay here. That...they would be..right back." She looked down, Owen winced as I stared her with sad eyes. "I ran out of food on the first day, water last night. Today is my third day."
I looked up, the sun was at its highest point. I looked at her red sunburn cheeks, walking to Eddie. I remembered that I brought some kind of moisturizer for sunburn. Grabbing the list, I started to scan it:
...
...
...
1x Three person Tent
3x personal water filter
2x Natural Aftersun Moisturizer
1x Large bottle of Sun block
...
I reread the last couple items, I hummed. I opened the second pocket, I reached into and grabbed a cold tube container. Reading the name, I nodded. And I took off the cap, pulling off the lid, I twisted on the cap again.
I walked to the girl who was still sipping at the water. She looked at me curiously, I held up the bottle. She read it as she nodded at me then she started to reach for it. I pulled it away, I opened it and gently squeezed some on my hand. I gently started to rub some of the sticky lotion on her cheeks. Ignoring the way she studied my face with a careful eye.
"Did you know you are missing a left shoe, ma'am?" She asked me curiously. I smirked at her and said teasingly "oh really? I didn't notice, thank you for telling me."
"That was a dumb question, huh?" She asked me embarrassed, I just smirked at her. "The store below us is a clothing store, we can go get your new shoes."
"Sounds like a plan," Owen said behind me. I got up as I finished putting on the moisturizer. He had taken off the leather coat and his cheeks were a little red as he fanned himself with his hand. I looked at my shoeless foot, yeah, that was a good plan.
I put on Eddie asI heard the others moving around and I picked up the disregard machete. The girl had a familiar crowbar and Owen had one of our longer knives. It was like eight or so inches long. He nodded at me, I walked towards the door. Touching the door knob, "Owen, you will take the back, Aaliyah stay in the middle and I will take the front."
They nodded at me and started to get into their positions. I knocked softly on the door, waiting. I heard something groaning and it was coming closer. I opened the door, swinging the machete soon after. It landed with a sickening sound. I pushed off the Ender and it fell into a another one. A third one climbed over the other two. I started to go down as soon as it was in my reach. I hit it and pushed down on the one that just got back up. I would have laughed if I wasn't in such a serious situation.
I stabbed the last one as it got up. The staircase was cleared, I skipped a few steps. I stopped at the ajar door, look at them nodding as they nodded back. I looked at the wondering Enders I could see from the crack. Gripping the handle of my machete, I opened the door fast.
Splat. Crack. I pulled back Aaliyah and I quickly took down the Ender. Crack. Splat. Splat. Aaliyah killed one that got too close, I slashed at one and Owen stabbed one in the head easily. We made our way around the store, killing any ender we could find. Aaliyah was a fast little bugger. We had worked surprisingly well together. With me killing the ones in front of us, Owen takes the ones who were sneaky and Aaliyah sneaks past me and taking down one if it became too much for me or Owen.
There were twenty or so killed after we got done. We were breathing heavily, looking at the windows that had metal bars covering the glass windows and door too. It was probably the reason why the sisters chose this place. The bell that was above the door had a cloth covering it. Heh, smart, I smirked.
"The shoes are over there, Pocahontas." She pointed towards a corner of the store. I lift up my bloody sock covered foot, it was white. And now it's not, I groaned. "Socks are right there." She pointed at the colorful and bright socks.
I scrunched up my nose, everything in the store was colorful and girly. I might have worn the clothes if the world wasn't filled with the undead that was hungry for flesh. I walked over to it, I grabbed the thickest black socks I could find. Took off the blood soaking sock with a grimace and took off my shoe and other sock. I was about to put on the sock and decided to wait for new shoes.
I carefully walked around the blood puddles, reaching the shoes part. I went to the nines, looking around at the different types of shoes. There was no combat boot, so I looked at the different types of running shoes.
"Look, don't I look just fabulous?" Owen posed as he had on a ridiculous big hat that had feathers on it. Aaliyah giggled as Owen kept posing in different ways. I laughed quietly, shaking my head at them, I had started to look for shoes.
"Try this one, Aaliyah."
"Haha, it's a little too big."
"But, girl, you look amaz~ing!"
"Try this, Owen."
Ignoring them, I started to put on my socks as I had found a pair of running shoes that was black. Looking at them, I snorted at the way they were dressed. Big hats, fluffy scarves and ridiculous sun glasses. They were posing in front of the small mirrors that the store had. I tied my shoelaces as I looked outside of the windows. The enders were shuffling around the cars and rubble, I felt chills go up my back.
Standing up, I looked at the new shoes that was snuggled around my feet. Bang! I snapped towards the window, an ender was staring at us. It was snapping its jaws as if it could imagine what our flesh tasted like and it wanted to see if it really did. As if it was teasing us, mocking us saying that we were next, it looked at us. The sickly pale skin had this greenish blue tint to it and the eyes were bloodshot and had this hungry look.
Aaliyah gasped as it started to attach others with its continuous hitting. I watched as the others who seemed more hideous disfigured than one who was ringing the dinner bell came closer to the store. One was dragging its leg and half of its face was missing. Another was missing almost all of its organs, showing just much it wasn't human as it continued to move.
I grabbed the frozen arms of the younger people in the store and start to pull them towards the stairs. They grabbed their stuff as they passed them. Opening the door, I pushed them in front as the glass broke. I stared at the way the enders were trying to get in. I closed the door, I locked it. I followed the others as they ran up the stairs.
I heard a loud crash as I closed the second door. Owen looked at me worryingly, Aaliyah was looking at the door with horror written on her face and I looked down at the ground in front of the store. I could see the hoard pushing their way into the store below them. We could leave Aaliyah, but she's a kid, I thought. I looked at her messy faded pink dye hair. Her ruined clothes had this early rebellious look going on, she was either going to start a rebellion phase or she was just outgoing and expressed herself.
"What are we going to do, Pocahontas?" Owen asked, they both stared at me as if I had all the answers to our problems. We flinch as we heard them break through the first door. I clenched my fist, hopefully the metal door can hold them off better than the wooden one.
We can't just go to the next the roof, it's practical connected to this one and the one after that one is the same. I looked at the one Owen and I have come from. I tighten my hold on Eddie, that jump could hurt one of us if we messed up and we can't afford it.
"Do you believe in gods and goddesses?"
"Pocahontas, we don't have ti-"
"You can't tell anyone about this, both of you!" I snapped, I looked at them, Owen nodded and Aaliyah rubbed her shoulder before nodding hesitantly at me. "I am going to jump and you guys will wait for my signal, alright?" They nodded at me.
Looking back at the other roof, damn, why can't the rooftops be soft and cushioned? I stood on the ledge and jumped, but not before I threw Eddie. I rolled safely on the roof. I laughed in relief and quickly started to pull out my clothes and blankets from Eddie. Fix them as best as I could, I looked at it and it should okay.
"OWEN! Let Aaliyah go first!" I yelled to him, he nodded. The girl looked at the ground with fear, I could see Owen whispering something to her. She nodded and jumped. My breath left me as I watched her. She rolled and stared at her hands as if she couldn't believe she just jumped off a building.
"I-I ju-just d-did that!"
"And you need to move." I pushed her away from the pile of clothes and blankets.
"Shit!" BANG!
"Owen! JUMP!" He pushed off an ender, he swung the crowbar. No, nonono, what is he doing?! "I said JUMP!"
Owen pushed off the building, I heard Aaliyah screaming as it seemed like he wouldn't make. He landed on the roof, he started to gasping as if he couldn't breath. His breath got knocked out of him, I ran over as he grabbed his chest. He started to breath heavily, his eyes were glazed over with panic and he started to claw at his throat.
I watched in horror as he got worse, I know what is happening, but I couldn't move. I need to move! Now! Come on! Just MOVE! I ran forward to him, I bent down. Lifting him gently, I started to rub his back. "Breathe through your nose, sweetie pie. Come, the nose and out the mouth. Deep breathes, with me." I started to take deep breathes dramatically. He looked at me, nodding and started to copy me. He coughed, I winced as it had sounded painful.
"You are doing great, just keep doing it. Deep breathes, that's right, just like that, sweetie pie." I praised him as he started to calm down. Aaliyah looked at him worryingly. I pet his hair as he leaned into me, he looked ashamed of himself. He hid his face in my stomach as he gripped my shirt.
" I'm sixteen yet...I am acting like...a little KID!" He hollered, Aaliyah flinched at his violent out lash. "Even a fucking nine reacted better than me!" He pushed me away as he stared at his clenched fist in anger. "How the hell am I going to survive?!"
"H-Hey, it's going to o-"
"It's not and I am going to die young in this fucked up world, you most likely are going to die too!" He hissed at the cowering girl. His body was still shaking, his face was pale and he looked ready to faint on the spot.
"Enough, Owen. You must calm down, you are attaching unwanted attention to us. You must calm down, alright?" I said as calming as I could. I had put myself between him and Aaliyah. "I know it's scary as fuck, but you are scaring her. So, I need you to calm down." I put my hand in front of me, Jesus Chirst! I should've known he was going to have a breakdown soon.
"I-why? What-Who did this? Why did they do this? " He asked as he cried. I swallowed, "...I don't know, but we have to keep going. Okay? We have to, if we don't then...aren't, we are just letting it..win?"
"We must continue to go forward, no matter how dark it seems."
-x-x-x-
"Are you high?"
"I am not high, Aaliyah."
"You sound like it to me."
"Wait, are saying that the bag-Eddie- whatever, is magical."
"Yes, I guess so."
"That there are gods and goddesses?"
"Haven't you been listening?"
"And plus, how do you expect me and Owen-"
"That's AWESOME!"
" me to believe you?" She continued without stopping as she looked at me curiously. I just smirked at her, grabbing Eddie, I put most of my left leg in it. She started to cough, "that's not possible!"
"So cool~" Owen said as he looked at it.
"Let's just talk about something else, okay?" Aaliyah frowned at me, to be honest she just is pouting.
"Oh, 21 Questions!" Owen smiled at us, I looked at the darkening sky. What did I have to lose? "Pocahontas you go first!"
"Okay, what's the question?"
"What's your favorite color?" Owen smiled at me.
"I really don't have one, green, maybe blue." I said a bit thoughtful.
"What's your age?" Aaliyah looked at me seriously.
"Nineteen, just this July." I told her, she gaped at me.
"I thought you were in your late twenties!" Owen said loudly as he pointed at me. I snorted at him, I don't know if I should take that as an insult or a compliment.
"Your turn Owen." I said, deciding to just ignore his comment.
"Bring it," he said, leaning in.
"Okay, are you gay?" Aaliyah asked easily, Owen looked at her wide eyed. She sure don't pull her punches.
"NO!" He yelled offended. "I am not!"
"Calm down, its my turn. Are you bisexual?" I looked him in his eyes.
"No, I am straight...I think, I don't know! I mean I like girls, but sometimes I catch myself looking at...good looking men." He trailed off with a thoughtful look. "Maybe."
"Its your turn Aaliyah." I looked at her as she shifts in her spot and Owen looked excited about it.
"How old are you?" Owen asked.
"Ten or maybe eleven now, I was born on November 16, 2000."
"Why did your sisters leave you on the roof?" I asked softly, she looked at her hands and Owen looked torn between curiosity and scolding me.
"Well, Maria, she's the oldest at 27, had a scratch and we don't know what it was from, so she had to leave. Fiona is the second oldest at 20, she didn't want to leave me behind, but they need help, so she left. Jordan the middle one is 19 and the second youngest is 15, her name is Gwen. And they all had one thing in common, they didn't want me to see them die." She started to sniffle, "...they left me there with all the food supplies...none of them came back."
We sat in silence, well, I fucked up, huh? Aaliyah curled into herself, Owen stared at the sky. How many other kids are waiting for their loved ones to come for them? How many had died? How many got left because their loved ones thought of them as dead weight? Is she one of them? Am I going to have to take her under my wing too? Can I deal with that? Are we going to have a good deal in this world? How many people turned into a monster that's worse than the ones on the street? Am I going to turn, too?
"Let's go to sleep, I will take the first watch."
-x-x-
"Wake up!" A unfamiliar voice hissed at me as I was kicked in the arm. The sharp pain had me wide awake. I looked at the dark unknown figure, where are the others?
"I swear to Shiya, if they are fucking hurt, I will show just how crazy I am." I hissed at the figure, it was still nighttime.
"Maria, Aaliyah is okay." A another unfamiliar female voice called out. Maria? The oldest one?
"You are the oldest one, right?" I could feel her glare at me. "She said you were scratched. And what idiot leaves a ten year old girl alone?"
"We weren't thinking, okay?! We panicked and when we calmed down, it was too late. We got surrounded and we got lost, shit happens, okay?" She defended themselves.
"That still doesn't make it right!" I hissed at her as I towered over her. We were about the same height, but the couple inches I had over her were just enough to make it work in my favor. She flinched as I went into her personal space. I bent down, getting really close and she stepped back.
"...I know that now, but I thought I was going to die. And I shouldn't have done that, I was supposed to protect them...but I don't know how." She whispered to me as if it was a terrible secret. I backed up, I don't how either, but she should have reacted better. She's twenty-seven for fuck sakes.
"Tch," I ignored her, a bright light got turned on. Freezing, I ran to the young female adult. Grabbing it, I turned it off as fast as I could. Glaring at her, don't this people know anything?!
"Hey! What the hell!" She hollered.
"Shut up! Light and sound attaches the Enders. Don't you gals know anything? " Owen said behind me. The woman glared at him with embarrassment. " We will stay here for now and in the morning we parted ways."
Owen and I ended up laying on the other side of the roof with the sisters on the other end. It was cold and I had put away all of my stuff. Everyone fell asleep easily, but me, I stayed up watching over us as I held Owen. I watch the sun come up and just enjoyed it. So beautiful, I thought as I curled around Owen.
Another sleepless night for me, I yawned.
-x-x-x-
"Do you have to go?"
"Yeah, we do. It's going to be okay, just stay strong, Aaliyah." Owen told her. We were in the store, Owen and I were leaving the sisters, they hadn't really liked us for lecturing them. Not our fault they were fucking Morons. Yes, they deserve the capitalized word.
I nodded at them, I tighten Eddie around me and looked at Owen, who nodded back at me. Grabbing my machete, I looked at the pile of the dead Enders outside the store. At least they are good for something, There were still other enders outside walking around, but it was better than yesterday...stay safe, Aaliyah.
We ran outside closing the door quietly and we were off. Please, watch over her, Shiya.
§What about you guys, hmm?§
We will be fine by ourselves, don't worry.
§ So cocky, little mortal. Oh, well your death§
It's called being confident, my dear Goddess.
§Ah, my husband would be jealous if he heard you§
Married? Such a shame, I had hoped I could've charmed you.
§You amuse me, little mortal§ She laughed as I smiled wearily.
-X-X-X-
As I watched the Korean or Chinese man walked out of the store safely, I took off. Looking at Owen, who was sleeping peacefully with my fluffy blanket. How long would I last like this? Barely no sleep, keeping an eye on a teenager who was trying to prove himself. I yawned, looking out the window. We need a base, I can't keep going like this. It could get us killed, I felt a pool of dread settled in my stomach.
It had been a couple days since we left the sisters in the store. We had found a Ford truck. It was left behind, maybe by a couple who went camping a lot. It was nice, no bloodstains, and Owen had more space to sleep.
I stopped at a familiar brick building, the Walkers Hotel. It looked abandoned, like there was no life in it. There were bullet holes in the windows, then again, what buildings don't have them now-a-days? I looked at the buildings in the area. I sighed deeply, pulling into the garage that was underneath the hotel. I turned on the headlights, the cars were scattered, one was even upside down. There were no enders, I yawned.
Looking at the sleeping teen, I sighed. I shook him awake gently. He looked at me sleepy, I smirked at him tiredly. He looked outside the window and back at me. I climbed in the back seat and opening Eddie, I grabbed a flashlight that was left in here from the couple that owned the car. It looked like a lantern, I set it down and started to pull out the lightest things in the bag. After doing that, I put the heaviest things in the bag.
I almost filled the bag, but stopped, remember what happens when it is filled. Putting it on my back, I guess it was like twenty or pounds, maybe more. Owen had climbed back with me and started to help me with trying not to leave behind anything. We left unnecessary things, like soda, chips and the huge tent. But we took some of the candy.
Locking the doors, we made our way to the hotel door with our sharpest and toughest weapons, the crowbar and a machete. When we got to the door, I had Owen watching our backs as I got ready for a fight. I moved my bags in a way that they won't get in my way as I am fighting. "Three, two...one!"
I pushed opened the door, swinging at the first that ran at me. I cursed, no wonder the street was empty. They were all in the hotel. Me and Owen quickly started to kill them, ignoring all the blood that was getting on our clothes. By the time, we got done killing them, I had lost twelve different weapons. Looking at Owen with worried eyes, I prayed that he hadn't gotten hurt.
Owen smiled at me, I started to look at him. Seeing no visible wound of any kind, I looked at the bloody gruesome scene. I started to go round and stabbing the heads of the enders to make sure they stay down while picking up our weapons. Owen started to help me, always staying five steps or so away from me.
We looked around the room, one more time. I felt numb, but not cold. No, I am getting there, I can feel it. It scares me, how far will I go? What would happened if I stopped seeing the light? Will I go crazy? If I did, will I ever calm down? Is Owen seeing my light go out? Seeing how dark I am turning? Will he leave me when he can survive on his own?...would I let him?
"Let's go, I want to see your room!" He chirped happily as if he wasn't covered in blood. He walked to the door of the staircase. I pulled him back as an ender leaped out. I stabbed it in the head with a snarl. Owen cut off the head of another one, I threw the knife at one that was about to bite Owen.
"That was close, remember. Think before doing." I said, as I pulled out the knife. He laughed sheepishly, I grabbed the lantern and turn it on again. I walked in the staircase cautiously, looking around. Owen walked in after me and shut the door quietly. I knocked on the metal railing. I waited, listening to anything. I heard the quiet breathing of Owen, the shifting of our clothes and my heart beating fast and loud. Hello again, creepy stairs.
-x-x-
Owen grimaced as he pulled off his blood soaking clothes. We had got used to seeing the other most naked after a few days. My hair was tangled and bloody. I looked in the mirror, my long brown hair was black and wild. I was shirtless and I saw a few scars from the knife practice and my childhood. Even Owen has a few scars, apparently he and his father went camping every summer for two or one months in the summer. His mom went with them a few times but went back after a week.
I pulled off my pants that were sticking to my skin. We had gotten water from the ice machine that every floor has, so we decided to use it as bath water. And if it was clean enough, laundry water. Grabbing the sponge, I started to rinse off my body. I shivered as the cold water touched my body, I heard Owen curse at the coldness. I laughed a little. I wrung out the bloody water in the sink.
I started to use this scentless bar soap that came from the hotel. I rubbed my skin red as I tried to get off the dirt from my body as best as I could. I looked at the water in the tub with hate, knowing how cold it was going to be. I breathed out shakily as the water touched my body. Oh god, it's cool!
After I was done, I wrapped a towel that I had also found in another room, around me. Walking into the tiny closet, I quickly change into clean underwear and clothes. I felt clean for the first time in what feels like months, but was only a week. Walking out, I grabbed the clothes on the bed and started to put them on. Owen came from the bathroom with his dirty clothes in hands and new clothes on.
"I can wash the clothes, you should get sleep. You really need it." Owen said as I yawned. I looked at him, I want to, but will he stay in the room?
"If I do, you have to stay in the room. No, going out and exploring, okay? " I asked, trying to hold back a yawn. He nodded at me with a small smile. "Yeah, I will. I promise you that I will stay in the room?"
Nodding, I laid down on a familiar bed. Closing my eyes, I breathed in deeply. I hugged one of the pillows and sighed. I fell sleep with no problem.
-x-
I was chained to a wall. I lift my head slowly, my eyes adjust to the dark. I only could see the outline of the things in the room. Suddenly, I could see the gang members, I had killed. They looked at me with glowing eyes. They tilted their head in unison, I started to breath heavily. They were ripped apart by an unseen figure that laughed. I felt their blood spatter against my skin. I screamed with them as they were torn apart.
A native American man with long black hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, he was a tall handsome man. He smirked, just like he used to when I had finished a new trick with the knives. "Uncle," I whispered, staring at him. I remembered the figure, "leave! Hurry! Before it comes after you!" I screamed at him desperately.
A crazed laughter echoes throughout the room. He smirked at me, I screamed as his head fell off. I screamed, yelled and cursed at the figure who just laughed at me. The chains pulled me back, I huffed. Breathing heavily and I bent down my head.
"Hello, my sweet pea." I snapped my head back up, it was my mom. Before she changed, before the drugs, before everything. When she loved me, when she would do anything to make me happy and safe. I cried as she hold my face so loving. I leaned into her hand. "Oh, how much...I hate you!" She slapped me, her beautiful face twisted into an ugly snarl. I stared at her wide eyed, nonono, she can't hate me. No, please come back to me, mom. Please, please, it was so cold, mom. Mom, please, I sobbed.
The cruel laughter was back, I stared at her horrified. "Run, mom, run! It's coming, RUN!" A bloody hand came out of her chest, cause the blood to land on my face. I sobbed louder, shaking my head at her body. Stop, stop, please. Please, just stop.
After that, the faces, the people, the blood started to blend together as the figure killed more and more people, I knew. I sat there, horrified at the sight in front of me. The room was flooded with blood, my body was covered in body.
Owen was in front of me, he was smiling. His light brown hair that curled at the end, his dimples, his shining dark gray eyes and he was next. No, please, please I am begging you.
"Hey," he laughed brightly. I sobbed, no, not him. Please, please just stop it! Please!
A machete went through his head. I screamed, hollered, wept as I stared at his body. The figure slowly stepped into the light. It was a female, her hair was wild. Her grin was wide with insanity, her brown eyes were glinting bright with madness. It was me. Me who killed everyone. Me who killed...Owen.
"No, no, Owen, wake up please, Owe-"
"Pocahontas, wake up, it's okay. I am here, please wake up. It's Owen."
-x-x-
I woke up in Owen's arms, he was rubbing my back. It was just a dream, a nightmare. I laughed and cried at the same time. I hugged him tighten, I smelled him. He was okay, it was fake. It's okay, I cried into his shoulder.
"It's okay, just a nightmare. Please stop crying, Pocahontas. It's okay, I am right here." He said to me softly. I listened to his heartbeat, feeling his warmth coming from his body. Looking at him, I set my forehead on his. I looked at him, he was just fine. I sniffed.
"You are alive?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Please..." stay that way...don't leave me in this world.
"I understand..." you too.
I hugged him, I don't want to go insane, I don't want many things. I hiccuped, he had snuggled into me. I don't want to lose him, I don't want to see her as one of them. I don't want to live in this world, I don't want him to become like me. I don't want to just survive...I want to live.
A/N: Hello, thank you for reading! I hope you guys enjoyed it. More people showed up, I was planning for Owen and Pocahontas to get to their goal, which really isn't their main focus. Hahaha, Walkers Hotel, I didn't notice what I named it until I was going over it.
Next time: Owen's Pov. Are they going to make it to their goal? Ha, no, they forgot all about it. What happens next? Who knows! Am I going to give you a hint? Nope! Read to find out what happens next! :)