Alone *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter Twenty Two: No Hope

Song for this chapter is
Dreams of You by Irving Victoria

And I guess that's how I ended up here.

I notice that the fire I made is getting smaller, so I toss another log into the fireplace, feeding the flames. My stomach growls since I haven't eaten in the past few hours, so I might as well look for something to eat. When I step into the kitchen, I see that all of the cabinets are wide open, and empty. This house has already been looted.

I kick the refrigerator in frustration. Since there's no food in the kitchen, I have to eat the last bag of chips I have with me. I hope Jesse and Grace have some good food when I get to Woodford.

I drop down to my knees and dig through my backpack to see if there's anything left, and I stumble upon the photo of me and Anthony. I slowly take it out of the pack, and hold it up to see it. We were both so happy. So happy. I then shoved the photo back into my backpack, not wanting to see it anymore.

I can't help it when the tears fall down my cheeks. What am I going to do?

There's no hope.

No safety.

No salvation.

Then it hits me. I can end my life right now.

I pick up my pistol from where I left it. I check to make sure there's ammo inside it. I hold it against the side of my head, my arm shaking. I get ready to pull the trigger, and...

I can't do it. I just can't do it. I gently place the gun on the floor, my eyes blinded by tears. I break down in tears, letting out all of the sadness that was building up inside me. I don't want to be in this house anymore, so I put away all my stuff into my backpack and run outside.

The blizzard is still raging out here, but I don't care. I just want to get away from this place. I start running. I know I'm close to Woodford. I just know it.

Then I see it through the snowfall.

The same sign I saw when I came here: Welcome to Woodford. I give a slight smile, but then it fades away. I suddenly remember that there is nothing in this world for me.

I lost my mom.

My dad.

My brother.

I lost everything.

I fall down to my knees onto the snow. I scream, "I'm sorry Anthony! I'm sorry Mom! I'm sorry Dad! I'm so sorry!" The reason I'm saying this is because I let them down. I was a coward, and because of that they're all dead.

"I don't want to be alone anymore!"

Suddenly, I hear moans behind me. I pull out my pistol and aim at the figures coming toward me. There's at least a dozen walkers, so I jump onto my feet and start running. Past the rest stop. Past the trees. Into Jesse and Grace's neighborhood. By the time I get there, the walkers are far behind me.

The cold then starts to overtake me. I can feel the freezing wind wash over me every second. Then I see Jesse and Grace's house. I slowly walk to the front door and I knock on it three times.

That's all I remember before passing out.

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"David? David!"

I slowly open my eyes to see Grace beside me, a worried look on her face. Jesse is behind her, carrying a cup of something.

I weakly say, "Grace?"

Grace nods, her eyes becoming a little watery.

"Yes, David. It's me, and Jesse's here, too", she says.

"What happened?", I ask her.

"We heard knocking on the door. When we opened it, we found you passed out on the floor. We brought you in here and warmed you up. You've been unconscious for a few hours."

"T-Thank you", I say to her, "Thank you both." Grace then lets Jesse get through so he can hand me the cup he was holding.

"Drink this", he says, "It's hot chocolate." I slowly sit up and take the drink from his hand. I take a sip of the warm liquid, enjoying the sensation of it warming up my insides.

Then Grace asks, "Where's your brother?" I set the hot cocoa on the bedside table.

"He's...dead."

Grace looks shocked, so does Jesse. I continue, "A couple days after I left, I found my brother at a park. We coming back here, but we ran into a herd of walkers, and the hunters I told you about. Anthony and I ran into a house, where I killed every last one of them. Then after, Anthony got bit...so I had to shoot my own brother in the head so he wouldn't come back as a walker."

Grace and I both start crying, then she hugs me and says, "Oh-Oh David. I'm so sorry." I hug her back, and we don't let go of each other for a while. I then tell them that I'll talk to them in the morning, and I drift off to sleep.