This chapter is a little deep, but at least the next two chapters are adorable. :)
"What the FUCK"
Elyza brought the motorcycle to a near screeching halt. "What? What's wrong, cupcake?"
Alicia got off the bike and ripped the helmet off. She walked over to the 'Welcome to Kansas' sign. "We weren't just in New Mexico? Where the fuck were we?"
"Well, when I found your beautiful self, we were in southern Colorado. And then we've been riding East for a few hours now," Elyza responded. "Why?"
"Because my family and I were in New Mexico and I have no clue how I even got to Colorado." Alicia sat down on the side of the road and pulled her legs to her chest. "I'm never going to find them." Tears pooled in her emerald eyes as she came to the realization of how far she had run away that night. She put her face into her arms that rested across her knees.
Elyza grimaced at the sight of the beautiful brunette crying. She walked over and sat down beside her. "Hey, little dumpling, do you wanna talk about it? I mean, it's ok, we can go back. I'll drive you wherever you need to go." For the first time in her life, Elyza was unsure of what to do. Should she put an arm around her? Should she give her space? Damn, she wishes she had a biscuit to give her right now.
Alicia lifted her head and sighed. She looked over at the blonde and noticed she wasn't quite as cocky as her usual self. She wiped a tear from her eye and asked, "When did you first know that things wouldn't be the same again? When did you realize they were no longer people, but became zombies. Or whatever you called them?"
Elyza rested back onto her hands and crossed her legs. "Well, gorgeous, that's a long story. You really wanna hear it?" She glanced over at Alicia, who nodded her head. "So, I lied to you. I wasn't raised by kangaroos and my parents weren't eaten by dingos. My dad was actually in the Australian Special Forces. Damn, he is – was amazing." Elyza glanced off into the distance. "He taught me everything I know: how to fight, how to shoot, how to ride a motorcycle. We moved to Texas, when I was 13, after my mum was killed by a drunk driver." Elyza sighed. "I mean I guess it was better that way than all this bullshit we have now. I remember I started seeing stuff on the news about people getting sick, but I was so stoked when school was indefinitely cancelled. My dad tried to get us to move somewhere safer, but I was selfish and refused to leave who I thought was the love of my life. I came home from her house one day, and I couldn't find my dad anywhere. Finally, I found him in the basement, handcuffed to a pipe. He wrote me a note saying that he was sick and I needed to end it before I got hurt. He had already turned at that point. He wasn't my dad anymore. So...I had to shoot him right between the eyes. I used to have nightmares, but now I just barely sleep. It's easier that way."