𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲; 𝐭𝐰𝐝

𝐭 𝐡 𝐫 𝐞 𝐞

Rory, the day of

"Rory!" sitting up in my bed, I watch as Lori busts through the door.

"Lori, what's wrong?" She looks to be panicked.

"Rory, I need you to listen to me. No questions please." She pleads with me and I nod.

"Pack a bag, there's a sickness going around and we need to go to Atlanta. So pack a bag, and meet me downstairs." I throw my blanket off of me and I make my way to the closet.

"Like, my suitcase?"

"Anything that can hold clothes! The more the better!" She runs out of the room, leaving me in my thoughts.

What the fuck is going on?

But, I do as I'm told. I take my suitcase and start to pile my things into it. It was almost summer so I focus on shorts and tank tops. I pack a couple of pairs of tennis shoes before I go to my bathroom.

I grab a razor, my shampoo, and conditioner. My face washes, my body wash, and my vitamins. I put them in my suitcase before zipping them up.

I walk out into the hallway and to the banister.

"Hey, Lori?"

"Yeah!"

"When are we leaving?"

"I don't know, probably soon."

I didn't say anything and just walked into my room. I should have time to shower. So that's what I did, I already washed my hair last night so I didn't need to do that.

I grab an extra body wash from my bathroom drawer and a pair of sweatpants with the matching shirt^. I quickly do my business before drying myself to the best ability.

I take the towel to my hair before quickly dressing. Throwing the towel in the hamper, I shut the light off and shut the door.

"Rory! Shane's here!" I slip on a pair of shoes and grab Rick's jacket from my closet. I shut my room down before grabbing my suitcase and taking it downstairs with me. I see Carl sitting at the tv, watching a cartoon of some sort.

Lori stood at the kitchen counter and Shane leaned on the fridge. I put my bag with the others by the door and walk into the kitchen.

"Rory..." Lori had tears in her eyes and I knew something was wrong. I just hoped and prayed that everything was ok.

"Please tell me he's ok?" I looked from Shane to Lori, they knew who I was talking about.

"I was visiting him, and they, the army came in and started shooting everyone. I checked his heartbeat and his breathing. it wasn't there." Shane shook his head. I place a hand over my mouth to muffle my sobs. My knees felt weak and they buckled under my weight.

"Shit, Rory." Lori came to my side, kneeling beside me. I placed a hand over my stomach and kept the other one over my mouth.

"Mom? Shane? What's wrong with Rory?" I heard Carl. Lori looked at Shane and he sighed.

"Bud, I gotta talk to you." Shane took him out of the room. Lori wrapped her arms around me, and I sobbed into her shirt.

We heard footsteps walk back into the kitchen. "He locked himself in his room." Shane pulled a chair from the table and sat down.

I took a couple of deep breaths, I had to be strong for Carl. I had to be. I pulled away from Lori and wiped my tears.

"I'm ok, I'm ok." I got up off the ground and leaned against the counter. "Where are we going?"

"The radios said that there's a refugee center in Atlanta. So we head there, our safest bet." Shane said and I nodded.

"We're taking my Jeep and Lori's car. We're gonna have to siphon the gas out of your car because the gas stations are full of people."

"You got everything?" I think before realizing I forgot my knives and bow and arrow.

"I gotta get my knives and bow and arrow." I walk away from them and start to make my way back to my room. I quickly go back to my closet and grab my throwing knives and bow and arrow.

I look up at the top shelf and see a shoe box. I reach up and grab it before opening it. Inside were a bunch of pictures. I close the box and grab my things before making my way back downstairs.

I make my way out to the garage. Lori was packing, what looked like our camping supplies into Shane's Jeep. our bags were gone from the front door so I assume that they were in the car.

"Get what you need?"

"Yeah," I answered Shane. The garage door was wide open, filling the room with light. I watch as people run up and down the street in a panic, I didn't see any cars on the road.

I watch as a sickly-looking man chases a woman. I gasp as he tackles her, she tried to fight him off but it doesn't work and he takes a bite from her neck.

"Oh, my God! Shane!" I point to the scene and he follows my gaze. He was going to go over there but someone or something beat him to it. Another sick-looking person bent down to the woman and also began to bite her.

"Rory! Get inside!" Shane pushes me inside the house before slamming the door on me. I set my things on the counter and watch from the window. Now there was a crowd of them around the now-dead, women.

I turn away as I feel my stomach churn. The door opens and Lori peaks her head in. "Shane said it's time to go, will you go get Carl for me." I nod and hand off the things I had to her. She takes them before walking off to the car. I make my way upstairs and to Carl's room, the door wasn't locked just closed.

"Carl?" His face was in a pillow and I heard his sobs. "Buddy, Shane said we gotta go. I know it's really sad." I walk further into the room.

"I want Dad!" I sigh as Carl turns to look at me. Tears run down his face.

"I know bud, I want Rick too. But we gotta go, Dad would want us to be safe, listen to Shane. We gotta go to Atlanta." I cross my arms. Carl grips the pillow to himself and gets up from the bed. He grabs a picture from his bedside table. I already knew it was a family picture.

"Will you sit in the back seat with me?"

"If there's room, yes I will sit in the back seat with you." I walk downstairs with him and then to the garage. Lori ushers us into the car. There was room in the backseat, it was kinda cramped but it worked fine.

"Follow me!" Shane yelled, I placed carls head on my chest, I didn't want him to see what was happening outside. I also kept my head down. I don't know when I fell asleep, I didn't even feel tired, but I did.

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