→ my name is lana snyder and this is my story on what happened at the end of the world. we were invaded and it was a mass instinctive event. but somehow i was one of the survivors.
- the 5th wave
→ started : 12/22/22 - finished : 3/17/23
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it was a week later and we were standing in front of our bunks, tobi by zombies side. when reznik approached zombie, a smirk curled up on rezniks face. he walked around everyone nervous who his daily gut punch was going to.
he finally got to me. a fist collided with my stomach. i wanted to puke. "standing up to straight." he said glaring at me. before walking away. what did he want me to be hunchback? after he left we had a extra hour of free time. zombie and i changed our talks to daily so if one didn't want to admit they could just sit and decide rather or not to talk.
we did. i sat down beside him. "her is sissy." he says barely above a whisper, my features soften, "i'm sorry." i reply softly, "i ran. i ran instead of saving her. i could've saved her." zombie said a tear falling down his cheek. i gulp. "there were men, there were multiple, they took her and killed my parents and i just ran." he continued choking back cry's. "you couldn't have done anything. if you went back both of you would be gone, and she would want you to live for her. get vengeance." i say quietly, he looks at me his brown eyes are sad. he can tell i want to say something.
"what?" zombie asks, "i don't know the feeling you do, but i lost both of my parents and brother. i lost my mom due to the second wave, my dad to the first, and my brother to the fourth." i say quietly, why did i just say that, now i'm stuck. "i'm sorry." he says wiping his tears away.
"can we just sit here? not talk for a little?" i ask, he nods. "yeah, yeah we can." and again the silence that i liked, the comforting one, the warm feeling in my stomach at the silence. there was something about this guy, dammit. i've only known him for two weeks and i already feel something. this end-of-the-world shots got me going insane. i close my eyes. and think. the plane. the empty house. the button. the plane. the empty house. the button. the plane. empty house. the button. plane. empty. button.
my eyes shoot open. "you look after everyone, and no one looks after you." i blurt out, he looks at me confused, "what?" zombies voice spilled, "you take care of everyone, and no one for you. i used to be that way. i want to look after you." i explain, i don't know why i wanted to i just did. he smiled at me, "falling for me, dove?" he asks, "don't flatter yourself." i say back with a smile. "flatter?" he chuckles softly, "shut up." i laugh lightly, "i got a laugh." he said pointing at me his smile widened.
