Awaken

The Journey

We had been walking through the open field for probably about an hour. Everybody else was walking faster than me and they all kept having to slow down so I could catch up.

I would apologize and they would all be like

"Oh honey, it's okay. You have a broken wrist and you just got in a car crash"

Well last time I checked you in the same car with me when it crashed and you don't need your wrist to walk with. It annoyed me that I got sympathy and I was slowing us down.

"Guys just keep going. I'll catch up eventually."

Before I knew what what happening Trey walked up behind me and scooped me off my feet and into his arms. I pushed my hands up against his chest and pushed myself out of his grip and fell on the ground and landed on my ankle and felt a sharp pain.

Fan-freaking-tastic

I look at Trey and say through gritted teeth
"Trey, I don't need your help. You need your own strength and need to learn not to worry about me 24/7!"
It came out a little harsher than I wanted it to but I wanted to get my point across.

It was at that point that I realized how hard it was to sassily walk away from your stupid family when you have a sprained ankle and your in the middle of a big open field.

Well great.

Now I was just walking and pouting like 10 feet away from my parents and Trey trailed behind them. He hadn't said anything to me ever since I yelled at him, and I didn't expect him to.

I was going to apologize.
Eventually.

Around 30 minutes later I couldn't bear the silence and I knew I couldn't stay mad at Trey for long. He was honestly my best friend. And I was thankful for him worrying about me 24/7.

I slowly drifted backward and toward him.

"Hey..."
The words slipped off my tongue like I was a little scared tired kid. But then again. I was.
"Look, I'm sorry. Okay? I shouldn't have yelled at you when you were trying to help"

"It's fine. We are all under a lot of stress. It could have just as easily been me yelling at you and-"

"Look!"
My fathers voice bellowed across the flat green land. I limped up to the front and saw a huge looking farm house about a half a mile away and down a huge hill.
A hill.
Fun.

My mother and Trey practically started sprinting down the hill towards the hill. Me and dad just looked at each other and shook our heads.

I tried my best to slowly lower myself down the hill without dying.
It's the end of the world and dead people are eating the living and Dani Crandle dies from tripping and falling down a hill.
Actually compared to getting ripped open and eaten alive a hill seemed like a nicer choice.

Father had told mom and Trey to wait on us before they went in just in case there were "issues".
I'm assuming he meant the dead.

By the time I reached the bottom of the hill I was panting.
"Um not to be the bearer of bad news but we kinda don't have any weapons " I said trying to slow my breathing.

Trey walked over to a pile of hay and tugged on a handle until he pulled out a pitchfork. Like a magician.
"I found a weapon" he said bluntly
We all looked at each other for a moment before I spoke
"Whelp, I guess I'll go check it out"
"No!" That cry came in unison from mother and father
I knew why. I was their "precious daughter" "I wasn't as strong" blah blah blah
"Look I'm already injured. We shouldn't send somebody who is actually useful to this group in there in case something happens."

Looks of concern passed through Mom, Dad, and Trey. This'll never work.
Ef it
I hobbled over to Trey and grabbed the pitch fork from him and before anybody realized what was going on I ran into the house through the partially open door and locked it behind me.
No turning back now

They were all banging on the door and screaming.
"I hope you know that doesn't help my situation. You'll just attract all of them to me so if you loved me you'd stop" I yell over their cries.
It worked because as soon as I said it they all stopped.

A wave of fear rushed over me as I realized what I had just done and and I think my heart actually stopped when I looked over and was met with a drooping rotten face.