Hello everyone! Wait, what did you say?! I haven't written in six months?!
Yeah, well, sorry about that. I won't waste your time with excuses, only a promise that chapters will come way sooner now. So, onto the story!
Her breathing had slowed down now, as the doctor washed away the sand, dirt, and blood. Chad watched nervously from a little wooden chair in the corner of the room. Thoughts ricocheted on the walls of his mind. Were they safe? Was He following them, watching their every move? His paranoid thoughts morphed into ones of Alaya. The poor girl; all battered and bruised.
She slowly came to after the doctor poured some healing potion down her throat. Alaya looked around and saw Chad. Memories from the traumatic night before flooded in. The net, the cat-like man, and the panic of falling down the cliff. Then she remembered Chad saving her and bringing her to the doctor.
"Thank you for saving me," she said to Chad.
"No problem," he replied.
The doctor gave Alaya two sticks with pads on top that served as crutches. She had broken her leg from the fall. Chad helped to teach Alaya how to use them and helped her get back to the house. He told her to stay and rest, for he needed to help the villagers build a cobblestone wall..
Alaya laid down in her bed. With Chad gone and her leg broken she didn't have much to do. She was aware somebody was not fond of her and Chad; they broke into her house and tried to hurt them. They were successful, unless their goal was death.
She spent the rest of the day trying to be productive. Food was cooked and stored in chests. Alaya planted some wheat, sugar cane, potatoes, and pumpkins outside the house, and fenced it off from animals. The library had already been built up again and she checked out a few books about legends and useful information. As the sun set below the horizon, Alaya peacefully read in the torchlight.
Chad placed down some more cobblestone walls along with some other villagers. It had wound around the entire village and was two or three blocks high at different parts. Hopefully, it would keep out mobs and any other unwanted villagers. The sun had set and Chad decided it was time to get home. While turning to leave, Chad heard a yell from outside the wall.
"Help!" the voice yelled out.
Chad saw the small figure with a zombie chasing him. The boy couldn't be any older than eight, and the zombie was gaining on him. Chad tore down some of the wall swiftly with an iron pickaxe. He ran through the hole and pulled out his iron sword. The zombie was gone with two hits.
The little boy was crying near the wall. Chad scooped him up, patched up the wall, and ran home.
"What happened?" Alaya asked worriedly. "Who is this boy?"
"I found him while making the wall, he was being chased by a zombie," Chad replied.
"Oh. Well, let me see him," she said, her motherly instinct taking over.
Soon enough, all of the boy's wounds had been bandaged. The dirt had been washed out of his short, blonde, wavy hair. Alaya gave the boy some pork chops. He ate the meat like he hadn't eaten in days. Perhaps he hadn't.
"What's your name?" Chad asked gently.
"I'm Max," he replied with a smile. "Thank you for killing that monster, he was scary."
"You're welcome," Chad replied. "I'm Chad, and that is Alaya."
"You must be tired," Alaya said. "Here."
Alaya placed down an extra bed in the room that hers and Chad's was. The boy yawned and crawled under the covers. They said their goodnights, and all went to sleep.
Yay! Happy ending of the chapter! This great feeling is the feeling of productiveness! Hopefully the next chapter will come sooner. Review and I will respond to it in the next chapter! See ya!