Night of the Comet (Jori)

Chapter 9 - Road Trip

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Night of the Comet

Chapter 9 – Road Trip

No One's POV

Jade woke up around 10 am hoping for a moment the events of the last day were somehow a dream, but the reddish sky, quickly deflated that hope. Looking over at her lover, she could see Tori was still asleep. Not wanting to wake Tori, she kissed her on the head and quietly slipped out of bed.

Wandering out of the station managers office she found Trina once again broadcasting.

"You at it again, Trina?"

The elder Vega, happily nodded. "Morning Diamond Diva show, lots of up-tempo dance music to start the day plus survival tips. My daddy taught both me and Tori all about guns and how to shoot. We're going to be talking about how to properly accessorize your handgun in the next hour, want to join in on the discussion? I'll even let you speak on air."

Jade quickly rolled her eyes. "Uh...I'll pass. Look, I told Tori, I'm heading off to San Diego for a few hours. She's still sleeping and I didn't want to wake her. So just tell her I'll be back in a few hours."

"Ok. Just stay safe."

"Like you care about my safety." Jade said, with an amused look.

"I don't but Tori does and I'll have to deal with her crying for a week if she loses you, so for my sanity, please stay safe."

"Your concern is touching." Jade quipped cynically. "I will however." The departing Goth said.

Exiting the station, Jade looked up and down the street and as she expected, no sign of anyone. Not wanting to be gone too long she quickly drove home.

Until a few days ago, she lived only with her dad. Her mom, after the divorce had moved to Atlanta with her new man. She had hoped she find her father at home, but there was no sign of him having returned from the party. Only recently did her father start to make an effort to bridge the gap between them. Jade could help but feel a deep pang of regret that she now never would be able to get closer to her father.

After showering, changing and eating lunch. Jade made the drive down to San Diego. All she saw was more of the same, empty roads and abandoned cars. The entire way, she didn't see a single soul. Normally it would take 2 hours plus, with traffic, but today she made it in just under an hour and a half; driving 95 most of the way.

She could have driven even faster but, she held back in hopes of seeing another survivor. When she got to San Diego, she spent an hour, fruitlessly driving around, looking for survivors. There were none. Giving up the search, Jade arrived at the campus just before 2 in the afternoon.

It was just before Christmas and instead of students getting ready to head home for the holidays, she found an utterly deserted campus. Here and there, she found the remains of several large, comet parties, with the usual array of cups, plates, clothes and the ever-present dust scattered about.

Jade deep down she knew what she'd find, but ultimately, she realized that she would never feel right if she didn't at least try. They were never close growing up until their parents' divorce, when he really made an effort. They had gotten much closer since then, with Jade talking to him at least every other week. It was just something she had to do.

After driving through the campus, looking for signs of life, she finally pulled up in front of large cream-colored wooden structure with the Greek letters, Alpha Epsilon Rho. Ryan, her brother had joined the fraternity in his freshman year and that is where he lived.