It's been hours and the hair-raising feeling hasn't gone away for any of us, and Eddie is starting to get visibly uneasy. To the point where he almost looks like he's gonna blow chunks, so just in case me and roman have made it a thing to keep a safe distance away. Also to make things worst it has recently started pissing down rain to the point of not being able to see five feet out the window. The tin roof on the cabin makes the raindrops sound like gunshots and we find ourselves jumping and yelping every time the sound of thunder booms. The yelping is mostly from me but all three of us seem to jump about a foot in the air. Don't judge us ok, we've been through a shit load of trauma in less than six months so I think we're allowed to feel scared and uneasy without the thought of judgment.
I was standing over by one of the windows towards the back of the cabin, it was facing out to the surrounding forest where the trees were moving furiously, looking like they would topple over at any moment. I was focusing in on a current spot where I felt like someone or something was watching us from but I couldn't see clearly through the rain to make out if I was right or just being paranoid. Another thunder boom sounded and I nearly jumped out of my skin, letting loose a startled yelp as I tightly wrapped my arms around my abdomen in an attempt to comfort my nerves. ' Jesus, stop being so pathetic' I thought to myself as I shook my head and continued my search for lurking danger.
'Hey stop being so hard on yourself' Roman's soothing voice floated through my head and I mentally kick myself for not switching my brain to a private wavelength. I huff and look over my shoulder at him, he has a look of concern and his eyebrows are crinkled in worry. I shrug the comment off and move my gaze over to Eddie who is currently curled up on one of the kitchen chairs watching the rain fall out the window. After a few more mindless minutes of staring out a blurry window, I let out an exhausted sigh and decide that I could probably use a moment in the bathroom. I make my way down the short hallway and am just about to close the door when a strong hand prevents the door from closing, I look up with a face of confusion and see roman. "you alright?" I nod and make a move to close the door again. I raise my brows at him when he doesn't remove his hand from the door "what am I not allowed to pee alone anymore?" without meaning to my voice comes out harsher than I intended and my face softens at the sad look that crosses over Romans' face. He removes his hand "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to sound harsh. I'm just really tired of looking for something that might not even be there!" at some point my hands flew up in exasperation and my voice grew in volume. WOW so like just a few hours of not talking and now I can't have a normal conversation without sounding mad or hysterical, great just great.
Roman sensing my troubles, tries to hide a small amused smile. He then nods and says " ya no I get it, your probably right. what we had been feeling might have just been the approaching storm. But it is better to be safe than sorry. Then again we have been at it for hours and nothing has happened so I think we should be in the clear so when you're done in the bathroom come out and we'll figure something out to pass the time. Sound good?" I feel my face brighten just a bit at the thought of not having to stare out a window anymore. Roman takes a moment to look me in the eyes before nodding again and removing his hand from the door before turning and walking back down the hallway.
Once I'm sure the door is closed and locked I let out a long breath and take in my appearance in the mirror. The young woman looking back at me is not the person I used to be. Her hair is longer and more dull looking, and her eyes are less bright and have seemed to dim in color. Her face is dirty and sunken in. Her cheekbones are more prominent and stick out. She has scars and bruises littering her face and body, but she looks strong, damaged but tougher. At times I look back at who I used to be and I envy her, she had parents and a home. But she was frightened and soft, naive and fragile. It's funny how much a person can change in such a short amount of time.
I never really had to deal with loss til my parents dyed and I never understood what people meant when they said that a piece of them dyed with the ones they have lost but here standing in this rundown cabin bathroom I now understand. As I continued to look at myself in the mirror tears started to slip down my face and I silently cried for logan, for Lexa, for deacon, and for my parents. I cried for the person I used to be and for the home I lost, I cried for what was to come in the future and for what had happened in the past. I cried for roman and how I almost lost him, and I cried for this fucked up and broken world that our planet houses. The tears seemed endless but at some point, you always run out of things to cry about, and I was left standing alone in that bathroom feeling so much fucking lighter than I had been when I entered. Taking one last look at the person I've become I let an almost evil and deadly grin wash over my face as I made a pact to destroy anything that comes near me and my family, and with that, I splash cold brownish water on my face and exited the bathroom leaving behind the last trace of who I used to be in the cracked mirror.
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Two weeks have past and the rain had only now stopped. The seemingly endless rain has caused the surrounding area to flood, including the cabin. The old tin roof was holding out just fine til mother fucking nature decided to change the rain to acid rain. literal fucking acid. It melted parts of the roof letting watery acid into the cabin, it broke down the wood flooring and started flowing into the foundation under the cabin and when that was full it started rising. The cabin is now flooded and completely falling apart, the rain finally stopped before we could drown resulting in the three of us crouched on the granite counter tops trying to figure out a safe pathway out of the now death trap. The acid is fairly diluted but will still course some damage.
"Anyone got a plan?" I ask as I look over my now acid burned arms. When the acid started coming down I was caught in the middle of the room, my arms got the worst of it as I had them over my head as I ran over to the kitchen, I was trying to protect my head and as a result my arms got the punishment. The kitchen was the safest place to be as the cabnets, oddly enough, were made of some kind of thick metal that the acid had trouble getting through. They bought us time til the rain stopped. "uh no not really. I mean our best bet is to try and get to the metal table and try and move it through the door with us on it." I look at Eddie " so basically you want us to use the metal table as a sort of boat?" I almost laughed, no wait scratch that I did laugh, hysterically as I looked over to said table to find it about two feet under the deadly water. Eddie catching on to my line of sight frowned and pulled his knees to his chest, pouting as he rested his head on his knees.
" I mean don't get me wrong it was a nice try but you were missing some brain power there." sure you could say I was being mean but I was way over tired and stuck on a counter so sue me. Roman, who was to my right as Eddie was to my left, let out a frustrated huff as he slowly lowered himself off of the counter. I looked at him in exasperation as he slowly sunk into the water, it came to just under his armpits. " ok well, I'm not dead but it does hurt so if you'd please move your asses off of the counter we can get out through the window as there is no way in hell that door in gonna open." me and Eddie look at each other as we both slide of the counter and fucking hell did it ever hurt. It felt like a hot electric current moving through your whole body, it felt hot enough to cause blistering but nothing sharp of first degree burns.
The three of us all move towards one of the windows, roman was the one to slide it open. Once out of the house we found that the flooding outside was nothing short of large pools of water but nothing like the inside of the cabin. "look I'm glad we are out of there but what the fuck do we do now? all our shit was in there and i'll bet you the fucking universe that most of it is at the bottom." I say as I frustratingly run my hands through my hair "shit!" Eddie yells as he hunches over breathing heavy, he doesn't do well underpressure apparently, noted.
" Just leave it, it's not like we can use any of it any way, it's either all wet or disintegrated." Roman shrugs and looks around the forest before choosing a direction we haven't gone through yet, and just walks off not waiting for either of us. I throw my hands up and take a moment before grabbing a hold of Eddies arm and dragging him with me as I follow after Roman.
Fucking perfect, that's another house gone not to mention all our gear. Why is it that we can never catch a damn break.
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Rotten World
AdventureShit gets weird when the world is broken Reagan was born in the desecrated and mutated land of what was once known as the city of Calgary. Reagan and her parents make a living by farming the land and trading with caravans that pass by. other then h...
