Never Close Your Eyes

DTM 🐊 : C. 30

|| Chapter Thirty||

"We were all headed south on the river, but we hit the zombie jam pretty hard. 10K and I swam ashore, but I know we were all headed for Gortner Bridge." I explained our coordinates, wondering if she knew where the bridge would be.

Even if she knew where the rest of my people were, I doubt she could do damage to any of them.

If they found out she was the last person we were around and she was the only person to make it, Warren and Vasquez would jump down her throat before me and 10K could find each other in the afterlife.

I'm not worried about her. I am worried about Warren, Addy and Doc, though. I'm sure Doc and Warren are at their wit ends. Warren is probably trying to figure out how to convince Vasquez to backtrack for us.

"You think they'll wait for you?"

The tone in her words somehow put a seed of doubt in the back of my head. I had to think realistically, not emotionally. Warren was the leader and needed to do what was best for the whole group; not the minority.

Vasquez and Murphy have no emotional attachment and see no emotional value in 10K or me. Addy would do whatever Warren suggested, wholeheartedly. Part of me knew Warren would continue on without 10K and I.

Doc was the only one I knew who would actually wait to find us or come for us—not caring about the vaccine he had in the grips of his hands.

Doc had the most loyalty to his loved ones than anyone else in the group.

"Doc would wait for us. He would trust we weren't dead." I confirmed the one person I knew would come after our asses.

Unlike Vasquez and Murphy, the two who were quick to hop the gun about someone being dead.

"He your dad or his?" The woman tilted her chin towards 10K's body after suggesting Doc was my blood.

"He's like a dad to 10K, but a grandfather to me. We trust him."

With our lives. I trust Doc with 10K's life as much as I trust Doc with my soul. He's a one of a kind person. Finding him is like finding a diamond in the rock.

"My husband was the same way as your Doc and 10K. Protective and loyal as hell. In this world, that's all we really need; one another person to trust. Seems like you've got two."

I wouldn't trade either one of them for the world if it was offered. They're my everything.

"Where is he? Your last husband?" I questioned his whereabouts, fearing my gut could answer the question better than this widow could.

I'm sure if she was married before this apocalypse, he wouldn't let her go to a place like this, alone.

"He's in that wheel over there, in purgatory."

When I tried to turn my head in order to look at the Z mules, 10K's lazy head unknowingly blocked my view from the peep.

Speaking of the wiped out male, he began to grunt at the move of my motions as if he was trying to make me be still with the squeeze he gave my waist—which ultimately pressed my body closer to his own.

"I know what it's like to see the ghost of someone you knew stay around; not having a choice in the matter." I mumbled the sympathy she needed, remembering Cassandra for the tenth time today.

She's forever in my head even though she's no longer in my sights. She's a plague on my mind, and I doubt I'll ever find the real cure to her disease.

I don't know if I even want the cure if I had the choice to rid her of my mind. There are so many ghosts that swarm my every day life, but she has yet to leave my thoughts. Speaking of all the lives that haunt my soul, I'll forever be in their debts.