Chapter 6
(Eliza's POV)
When I finally woke up, it was dark outside. I guess we're staying the night. Trying to sit up, I was suddenly hit with a spell of dizziness. I fell back on the bed, abruptly becoming aware of someone else in the room. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I recognized the small form of Clary on a chair in the corner. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy it wasn't someone else. I liked these people but there were very rude and I didn't really trust them still. Well, except maybe Hershel. It wasn't long before the sweet release of sleep hit me again, my dreams plagued with the dead.
"Eliza... Oh Liza...
I'm coming for you El!"
"Leave me alone Hannah!"
"Ha ha ha. Aw poor baby. Are you gonna cry?"
"Just stop!"
"Or what? Is your drunk daddy gonna come get me?"
"SHUT UP!"
No no no no no. Not again. This isn't real.
Hannah approached me with a smirk on her face. Pain, fear, sadness, and regret invaded my mind.
"NO!" I awoke with a scream.
A dream. Only a dream. She's not here. It's not real.
Clary jumped at the sound of my cry.
"Eliza! Are you ok? Oh my god does it hurt?!"
"I'm fine Clary. Really. I just had a nightmare alright? It's bound to happen." She was reluctant to believe me but didn't press the matter. After a few words of reassurance, she went back to sleep. No one knew that I was bullied. I didn't tell my parents, my teachers, Clary, anyone. I mean, they're only words. I know it was stupid not to say anything but I was scared it would get worse or people would laugh at me for being a tattletale. It's nothing. Sure, it's a bit harder to trust people sometimes but that can be a good thing nowadays I guess...
(Morning)
When the sun rose, I was awoken by Clary calling my name. She told me that we would be staying one more day just to be safe. Hershel thought that I might have had a concussion. It seemed like he actually liked me a bit so that's good. It's better to make friends than enemies. Apparently it would be safe for me to get up and walk around but I'd just have to take it easy. That'll be hard. I decided I would wander around the farm for a bit.
[Outside]
The land was beautiful! I could see the forest from the house easy and the fields just looked gorgeous. I wish I would have more time to enjoy this place but I understand the importance of moving on. Maybe someday Clary and I would settle down but there's always a risk. I walked towards the barn, excited to see what kind of animals they had. I had never really been out of the city. As I got close to the barn, I heard noises coming from inside. Thrilled, I ran closer. As I neared the barn though, a familiar sound rang in my ears. Biters (or walkers as Hershel calls them. Maybe I should call them that. Sounds better.). Looking through a crack in the door, I jumped back, suppressing a yell of surprise as a walker threw itself against the door, trying to get me.
Oh my god.
I was freaking out now. Was this what I thought it was? I took one more look through the door again, more cautious this time. Three of them. A man and a woman (maybe a couple?), and a little blonde girl, wandering around inside and starting to take notice of me now. As they walked forwards, it finally hit me.
These people... They're keeping walkers in the barn... On purpose?