Us

Chapter 3:

I look down at the body. Lifeless.

"fuck" I mutter

I move the hair out of his face. It was .. My dad.. Tears begin to rapidly roll down my face. This is the worst day yet. I've lost both parents, and I have no idea where my sister is.

"She's probably dead" I say

I pack some clothes into the backpack I found. I enter my parents room. My dad was a huge baseball fan, I grab the baseball bat off the wall.

I slowly walk to the kitchen. Grab the cans out of the clapboard.

A click sound travels down the hall. I knew someone opened the door.

I'm relieved but also scared at the same time. I peek my head out of the kitchen to see who it was.

"Fuck you scared me!" I say.

I run up to my sister Mya and give her a huge hug.

"Where's mom and dad?" She asks

"Uhh, they're dead"

She hugs me tighter.

"I love you, you're the best thing that happened to me after this world went to shit" I say.

"Same. I love you too. Promise you'll stay with me till I die" she says.

"Of course."

I go back to gathering the food out of the pantry and dig through the drawers to grab a couple of knifes. I walk over to the couch to sit with Mya.

"Hey" I stutter

"Do you think we'll survive this?"

"I don't know, I hope so" she replies back.

I crack open a can of soup and throw Mya a can of beans.

"guess we're best off getting out of the city, and best off sticking with canned food"

"Yah, I guess" she says

I walk into my bedroom to grab my old backpack for Mya out of my dresser.

"What are you doing?" She asks

"Packin you a survival bag, you know if one of us gets split up from eachother we'll have food and weapons"

"Oh, thanks! Also I'm sorry for being a brat to you these past years" she says

"More like bitch! But I'm fine"

We both begin to laugh. I continue on packing the "survival" bags with food weapons and clothing.

"Gettin dark out there, best we stay here for the night. Go lock the front and back doors and close the blinds" she says.

"Ugh, fine. Maybe we should sleep in the attic just incase those things get inside.

I walk over to the door and lock it, close the blinds on all the windows and made sure they were locked too, I lock the other door. I look outside to see some of those things on the street, they mean no harm to us right now. As long as we don't make too much noise.

"Yah that's a good idea" she says while going upstairs.

"Wait!" I whisper
"I forgot to check the upstairs!"

"Fuck enid! You need to be more careful" she replies.

We both slowly grasp our knifes and walk up and down the halls.

"Nothing" I whisper

"Same" she says

We both climb up in the attic and put two knifes near us.

"Goodnight" she says

"Night" i say back.