In a few days we can make it California.
When we get there Thomas and his kids will split from us. They're dead weight has finally being tossed aside.
I hugged my backpacks strap close to me and bit my lip. Annabella and Thomas took lead. Me and Sam were in the back while the tall brat and weird kid stayed in the middle.
Marcus was a our scout.
It was a functioning system that I put up with.
For days we've been traveling.
I was used to the long walks and distances from six years of it. Marcus said that if you can't keep up then your a mess up.
I can tell that Sam could do it, the guy barely ever broke a sweat!
There was a way that his face got all red and mean look in his eye that I liked.
The more I looked at it he wasn't that bad looking.I mean...sure I've seen cute guys but no one is ever your age any more. They're all older and a bunch of hardasses when you come across them but it's just so hard.
There is always something that you go through that breaks you to make you an animal or more human in our world.
Marcus gives Sam a look when I'm not looking sometimes, it's kinda like a warning...he spends most of his time with me.
I just roll my eyes.
Even in the weeks he's been with us I still find that Sam is very distant.
I don't want to rush him, but if he does expect me to trust him then he's got to open up.The roads we traveled were dead. They were long past the prime of thousands of lives going up and down the right side every second of the day.
Marcus and Annabella often would joke about how it would be when we got to California. They joked on how they expected it to like the Quarantine Zones.I hope that they were wrong.
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A slanted Greystone slob of Earth was rich and full of sparkle.
He grinned to the small sight.
Reminding him of what it was like so many years ago. When he was only a kid.
He tried not to think that much of the past and focused on the now.
A sigh left him as the they passed it.
For a moment it was peaceful.
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