Rule Number One (BoyXBoy)

Chapter One

Chapter One

The cool morning air bites at my pale skin. I smile up at the foggy sky. "Good morning." I say to myself. "What a beautiful day." Of course that was a lie. Today is not beautiful, yesterday was not beautiful, and tomorrow won't be either. I remember back when the world was beautiful though, I was fifteen.

I walk through the deserted street humming my favorite song. I haven't heard it in four years, but I remember every line as if I were screaming it at the top of my lungs with my friends again. Music has died but I'm keeping it alive unlike the fiends I could not save.

I swing my arms side to side, marching along to my own beat. I was going to be famous one day, travel the world my friends and sing. I do get to travel the world, if you can still call this place the world. From what I've seen the world has ended and I'm the only one left.

There are a few things you need to know to survive four years all by yourself. First you need to talk to yourself a lot so you don't get lonely. Being on this big planet can get very quiet, sometimes too quiet. I always like to have a little noise so I don't get freaked out from the quietness. The silence can drive you insane.

Second, it's important to keep yourself busy, this also helps with the loneliness, plus you can do whatever you want so it's not like you can get in trouble. I can do whatever I please! Of course it's not as fun as it seems considering you're the only one doing it.

And finally the third most important rule is keeping clean. No it's not so you can look nice for all the pretty manikins or cardboard cut-outs. Keeping clean is important because getting sick in a world with no doctors can be very dangerous. I wouldn't want to catch some horrible disease from lack of cleanliness.

"What should I do today?" I ask myself staring at the row of buildings. There is a bowling alley, a nice looking convenient store, a clothing store, and a few others. I decide to go get some breakfast first. I mean I guess it's morning, the sky is always a soft gray color so I can never tell. For all I know it could be midnight right now. Or maybe time doesn't even exist anymore. I don't even know.

I sigh and make my way to the convenient store. The door is already open so I just make my way inside. The whole front of it is windows so there's no need to use my flash light. I tap my hand against my thigh as I walk to the canned food aisle. I find a nice can of tuna and pop it open. By now I'm used to not so tasty meals. Sometimes when I feel like eating nice I'll start up a little fire and cook some spam and marshmallows- they're all stale now, but still pretty yummy.

After eating the whole can of salty tasting tuna I stumble upon a mirror. It's been a while since I've seen myself, and since I'm in the perfect place I might as well clean myself up a bit. Searching the small store, I find a pair of scissors, a razor, and face wash. I start with my hair. I stare at my blond choppy locks, and begin cutting. I give myself some bangs and cut the rest to just above my shoulders. I've always liked having longer hair. Next I shave off the little bit of stubble that I did have and clean my face with the face wash. When I'm finished I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I'm not too bad looking. Now if only someone else was here to see my work.

"Looking nice Brian." I smile at myself.

Feeling rather fancy with my new look, I head to the clothing store. It's about time I change clothes. I'm tired of my large plaid shirt and dark jeans. I need to change it up. I have to use the flashlight in the store but that doesn't stop me from finding a pair of nice fitting jeans, a new plain white, long sleeved shirt, and a pair of black converse. I leave the store as fast as I can.

I'll let you in on a little secret. But don't tell anyone okay (sorry for my bad humor). You see I'm afraid of the dark. I always have been and always will. There's something about it that just gives me the creeps. Now I know I'm alone here but you never know what's there when all you can see is black. Who knows, maybe I'm not alone. There might be creatures that only live in the darkness just waiting for me to join them.

No more big dark stores for me.

Sometimes when I'm feeling down I wonder why I'm still here. Why haven't I just killed myself yet? Wouldn't that be an easy solution to this all? When I do die I'll no longer feel this loneliness and hunger for others. I won't feel a thing at all. But I can't just give up. There has to be a reason I'm still here! I need to know what happened to everyone. I have too many questions to just kill myself off. Plus I was given a chance to live while everyone else died, I can't just give away that blessing.

Killing myself would kill the dreams of every man, woman, and child that didn't live them out. I'm here to survive for all who was lost, but then again maybe I was the one who was lost. What if I'm dead right now and this is the afterlife. I'm too scared to find out if that really is true. What if there is no way out?

Now I guess you may be wondering why I'm telling you all this. Remember the first rule? That's why.