Ava And Ivy

5 (Elijah)

A/n eek I'm so happy I got this far! What do you think of Reese? Comment what you think! Thank you so much for all the votes<3

*Ivy's POV*

I could barely sleep as I waited for the night to pass. It was almost as nerve wracking as sleeping in Ava's bed the night before to monitor the human.

A human being found alive is the most exciting thing that has happened in weeks, months even.

I finally gave up on resting and walked out of the caravan which stood in the middle of my own garden. With a few quick steps I was in the house.

Contradicting my earlier statement of how continuing to live in your house can be dangerous, I simply had no space elsewhere to put all my studies and equipment. Anyhow, I was merely utilizing the building, not living in it.

Turning the key in the lock, I sighed and grabbed the knife I kept in my bag, which hung over my shoulder.
It was a strap-bag, to be specific.

Silence overwhelmed me and I pushed the door open, and flicked the light switch on. Now able to clearly see, I closed the door behind me and made my way to the kitchen. There, I watered my few plants and poured myself coffee.

There seemed to be no zombies that had snuck in.

With a sigh I peered to the blinds covering the windows and found myself tempted to pull them open.

"Not today. Not yet, at least." I whispered with a slight shake of my head and turned around, ready to leave.

But a framed photo caught my sight, and I blinked, suddenly finding myself holding it in front of me, staring at it with love, the deep comfortable type, and guilt. For being alive, I guessed.

I looked at my parents, my mom, my dad, my brother. It was taken on my mother's birthday, when she turned forty-seven. It was a sad day, even when we ate red velvet cake, and danced to her favorite songs in the moonlight, the garden lit with fairy-lights and the fire from the BBQ.

"Happy birthday, mom." I tested the words on my tongue, even when I knew it was not true. Today was not her birthday. Not even close.

And even if it was, there would be no point in celebrating it. Not with her gone. Not with her dead.

I continued to stare, with a certain emptiness I could only guess to be grief, until I began wondering about my brother.

"Reese," I groaned in frustration. The physical and genetic similarities between them were hard to ignore. However he acted different. And, of course, his name was different.

My dear younger brother was a sweetheart, sensitive and kind. His name was Elijah, not Reese or anything else.

And he would not have smirked or adjusted that quickly to a change of the environment as Reese had. Not without any tears.

For some emotional reason I realized that I was angry at Reese, for giving me a reminder of how life had been decently peaceful before my parents left to pick Elijah up from school, right after the announcement of infections spreading around. They were over protective, but not the only parents that ignored the demands from the government to simply distance from everyone and go on with the day as normal.

I hadn't been at school that day. I had started an online college chemistry course created by a student, since I was not allowed to go in person or complete college with a degree at my age. I was a smart child. Two scientist parental figures and an overwhelming interest in that sort of work, I was progressing quicker than others. Quicker than normal. After all, who would not, with access to the right people, recourses, and with time on their hands?

Anyhow, as a parent I also would have wanted my child safe. and as it didn't stop my parents, national news would not stop me either.

It is good that I am not a parent. I don't have the resources to take care of a small child who knows nothing but how to cry and attract zombies. Also, at fifteen I feel being pregnant is not ideal. I think most would agree.

*Ava's POV*

I tried not to be too disappointed that Ivy left me for the night, but I couldn't help but feel nervous about having Reese, practically still a stranger, spend the night here. Just the two of us.

I mean, stranger danger, right kids?

I heard water splash and I tried to keep down my evil grin as I watched Reese wash his shirt, his chest bare.

Most girls that are attracted to men would be blushing furiously and getting butterflies or something. I don't know, I try to forget the crushes I had because they're mostly embarrassing. Like, "I can't sleep because I just remembered that one time that I did that weird thing that makes me die on the inside everytime I remember it" embarrassing.

I sneaked over behind him, and pounced, planning to push him straight in.

Oh I had forgotten it was autumn now, and the water was hella cold.

Absolutely freezing. Help. I'm in the water and i can't get out.

I mean, I could, and I got out shaking and crying of shock, but then I had a towel thrown over me and Reese was bend over laughing, trying to keep quiet. I gave him the middle finger and dried myself off before disappearing into the treehouse.

He soon followed me, and I was showered in apologies and questions if I was doing alright. I felt like a chick with my mother hen.

But hey, attention.

Anyhow, I kind of just lied there on the bed, shivering, and he went out to let me change, and then we just sat together, having a peaceful conversation.

I should have expected he'd dodge my attack. Living in an apocalypse you get used to surprises like that. I'm so stupid sometimes.