Awaken

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Dani's POV

I'm sprinting back to the house as fast as I can. I know I'll get worn out soon, seeing as it took us several hours to get here.
I'm hungry and dehydrated but I can't drink the water because I got it for the whole family, and there's not even that much.
I got twelve bottles for four people. Me, Mom, Dad, and... Trey. He's probably already back at the house telling cheesy jokes or breaking things because he's so clumsy.
There's nowhere else where he could go. It's just open land. I would see him. If anything he would have gone to the store and he certainly wasn't there because it was just filled with dead people.
Sweat was dripping down my face and my hair was sticking to the back of my neck. The sun was going down so hopefully it would cool off some. I don't particularly like the dark especially when there's flesh eating freaks roaming around everywhere.
I'm walking as quietly as possible so I could hear somebody else if the snuck up on me. Man, I could really use somebody to talk to right now. I would start singing but ya know, my singing is just so good it would attract freaks.

I just wish I knew for sure that Trey was okay, because if he's still out there and I'm just leaving him out there in the dark I would never be able to forgive myself.

The sun had completely disappeared from the sky and it was actually quite beautiful. Because there were no city lights around, the stars shown very brightly and created amazing patterns in the sky.
I smile to myself and wished I had lived out in the country my whole life. New York was so crazy. Everything moved so fast. You never got a break. Also, I hate big crowds of people and that is literally what New York is made up of. Even though I hated it, that's all I seem to want right now. There's nothing I wouldn't give to go back to my normal life.

It takes me about another two hours before I actually see something. I break into a sprint up the hill. When I reach the top i scan the land and find the building.
Our house.
Our home.
A smile spreads across my face and I start to sprint again.

I don't stop once and I feel like I might actually die by the time I reach the porch. I sit on the steps for a moment trying to catch my breathe but the curiosity and guilt was killing me. I had to know if Trey was there. I stand up, still out of breathe, and slowly open the screen door and then the actual door. I step inside the silent house.
"Mom!? Dad!?"
Hola amigos I'm home!!
"Trey!?"
No response.
I start to get worried. What if they thought we got hurt and they went out looking for us? What if they went out exploring and got lost?
Stop it.
They are probably fine, but they obviously aren't here.
It was really eerie and quite creepy. I had never been alone in the house yet. Especially not at night. I started to honestly get scared.
I toss my bags on the floor and pull a lighter out of the front pocket. I walk around the house lighting all the lanterns. Even in the rooms that we aren't using. Just to be extra sure. I come to my parents room last and the door is slightly cracked. I push it open and my gaze is directed up and I stand there with my mouth open in awe. There, hanging from the ceiling are my Mother and my Fathers lifeless body's.

I drop the lighter and almost collapse. I didn't even know what to say. Tears started pouring down my cheeks at this point.
I couldn't even really fully process what was going on right now.
Why did they do this?
I try to calm myself down and start searching for a note. For anything.

Nothing

The room is exactly the same it was before we left.
How long had they been this way?
I face the wall lost in thought when I feel two hands around my neck.

I jump a little but get excited because I immediately think that it's Trey.

I was so very wrong.

I turn around and the smile that was on my face is no longer.
It was my mother.
Her body slightly swaying from the movement of her arms. Her eyes were clouded and her flesh looked flakey and horrible.
I screamed at the top of my lungs. Which was probably the worst thing to do because not only did my Father wake up but every freak within the mile probably heard me.
I struggle to get out of her grip and it actually isn't that hard because her movement is very limited.
I stagger across the room with more tears rolling down my face.
I study them, Hanging there by their necks, wanting to kill me. Their own daughter.
I don't think it really hit me yet. The fact that I just found my parents dead and then they tried to kill me. Yeah, I was crying but it gets worse. It gets so much worse. First comes the immediate reaction which in this case was crying. Then the breakdowns. They can last months. You cry a lot and you can't seem to find a meaning to live anymore. You wonder why it was them and not you. After that you go to therapy and counseling, and only after all of that is recovery possible. I know. I'd been through all of this before. It was all too familiar. At least Gracie didn't have to see the world like this.
I was still in the first stage. I was still shocked and hurt. I think I was even a little mad at them. They didn't even leave a note. They just left.
The bigger problem now was Trey. He wasn't home. So where was he? He's out there all alone.
I left him out there all alone.
I couldn't stand myself knowing that I didn't even try and look for him. Knowing that he could be dead because I didn't even bother to look for him.
"UGH!"
I slam my fists into the kitchen counter and start to cry again.
"Dammit!"
I'm such a freaking idiot
What am I doing.
I'm all alone. My parents are in the other room dead, my brother is still out there somewhere and I'm just sitting here crying about it.
Even though I know I have to do something, I also know that going out in the middle of the night was not a smart idea.
I decided to at least try and get some rest if I was going to go out and looking for Trey tomorrow.

•••The Next Morning•••

The sun starts painting the edges of my room, telling me that it's early morning.

I didn't get any sleep last night. Every time I closed my eyes i either saw my parents or Trey. I felt so much guilt that I just stopped trying.
I was happy though, because I knew I had a whole day ahead of me to search for Trey.

I slide my legs off the side of the bed and head to the bathroom.
God, I looked like a drug addict or something. My eyes were practically black from lack of sleep and my hair was almost brown it was so dirty.
I take my hair out of my ponytail and brush through it. While I'm brushing my hair I think about how nice it would be to have short hair. I actually thought about cutting it, but just because it's the end of the world doesn't mean you can't look fabulous. Plus, I'll be thanking my long hair in the winter.

I walk downstairs glancing at my parents door on the way by. I knew they weren't getting down from those ropes and I even locked the door but just in case, I put a small table in front so the couldn't open it. I needed to do something about them.
I stride over to my bag that I had just thrown on the floor last night and grab a can of beans. I know it's a lot for one person and I kinda felt bad but I didn't eat anything yesterday and I must have walked like ten miles. Maybe even more.

I open the can, grab a spoon and a water bottle and walk out onto the porch. I sit on the steps and lean against the post. I figured I'd sit here for maybe an hour. Just to see if he'd spent the night somewhere and was making his way home, but after a couple hours passed,!I wouldn't waste any more time searching for him.

A/N
Heyy guys!! So I'm actually alive. I know it's been forever. And I wrote a really long chapter to make up for it. Even though it's really boring it's long. I also started a Dan and Phil Fanfiction so make sure to check that out! Anndddd yeah! Comment and vote, grazie!