My Apocalypse - To Live Or To Die

Chapter 4

"What is she talking about," I say looking at her. With a sigh, she says "Just some family stuff she has been going through since" She pauses looking behind me again and then she continues "Since her sisters...passing" could've sworn she said she was away unless a girl was left out of that family photo

She says almost as if it pained her "Oh sorry for your loss I guess, I mean I honestly don't care since I didn't know her but I guess it would be sad for you." I say honestly as she gives me a look. she says "Dinner almost ready head upstairs take a shower and Violeta should give you some clothes."

"Oh ok," I say checking the time and realizing it IS 10:00. "The guest bedroom is directly across the bathroom door, the one next to it is Violeta's, oh and there are towels in the cabinet in the bathroom," she says as she walks away. "Uhh OK," I say while walking up the stairs. Clearing my throat I get upstairs and look around for the bathroom. "The bathroom is right there," Violeta says pointing at the room diagonally to hers "Oh okay thanks I guess," I say walking to the bathroom.

After about an hour of washing up I get out feeling clean and like the me before all this zombie shit happened. Wiping at my blurry foged reflection in the mirror "Clean water to brush my teeth haven't done that in a while" I say to no one as I grab an extra toothbrush and begin brushing. 

After finishing I wipe the mirror again and finger comb my overgrown hair. Hearing a knock on the door I quickly wrapped a towel around me and opened the door. "Yes?" I ask opening the door wider realizing it's just Violeta "Dinners ready, I thought I'd come get you and give you some clothes," she says before walking to her room and leaving the door open. "Come in i left the door open for a reason," she says after seeing I didn't follow her. "Mmm," I say walking into the room and closing it behind me. "You'll need a bra, I have this new one I've never worn. Oh and you can wash your clothes, laundry rooms the double doors down the hall." she says opening a draw and taking a pink lacy bra out "That's quite revealing, it's so thin" I say running the material through my fingers "I mean don't get me wrong I'm hella grateful I am but... I've never worn a bra like this it has to be uncomfortable" I say sizing it up to me "Oh stop it it'll fit and it won't be uncomfortable...much" she says and it doesn't give me much hope.

 "Alright, I guess," I say with a sigh. "Ok cmon I have some matching panties there Lacy too just a heads up," she says taking some out. Blowing out a breath I say "Okay let's get started then shall we."

"We shall, this is gonna be like that old movie called Mean Girls. You'll be a whole new person" she says with a smile. Blinking I tilt my head "Okay then action let's get this on the road" I say with a small laugh. "Cool, I have this matching outfit right here it's streetwear so the bottoms are kind of baggy and the shirt is kind of tight fitted" but then she turns away putting the outfit back "Baggy wouldn't be the right move if you have to fight," she says before turning her head back to me. 

"You will keep these clothes by the way that's why I'm thinking like that, oh also I threw your pants out they were not saveable sorry," she says turning back around and rummaging back into her closet. "Well, I'll just worry about the undergarments for right now," I say walking to her dresser and picking them up. Going to a corner of her room I drop the towel, putting on the bottom undergarments she gave me but having trouble with the top. "Violeta," I say into the silence. "Hm," she says like her ears perked up "I need help with this bra it's complicated," I say turning as she walks closer. "This might be a little tight," she says her warm breath mixing with the cold air against my neck. "Breath out for me real quick," she says to which I follow her orders. 

"Okay," she says after the painful silence that passed as she clipped the back up. "Thank you Violeta" I saw with a small smile as I turned. "You're welcome," she says eyes dragging me up and down. Clearing her throat she turns and begins talking "I have a few pieces of clothes for you here there's these basic outfit jeans graphic-t, then there's the baggy shirt, its crochet super comfy, mom jeans they'll fit you nice, and finally there's this outfit, jean shorts, and this black shirt. I have some extra pieces of clothes for you since I saw you didn't have much there 3 more pairs of pants, 1 more jean shorts, and like 4 more shirts." she finishes pointing at each item. 

 "Oh that was nice of you thank you, Violeta," I say with a small smile "Oh you can have this too it was my sister's," she says throwing another pair of shorts on the bed "Mmm thanks also speaking of your sister what happened? Did she die before the outbreak, killed by someone during or did a zombie just get her or something" I say interested in knowing. "Oh she uh a zombie got her...yea," she says with a sour look on her face "Oh sorry by the way it must have been traumatic," I say seriously "Uh thanks and yea, yea it was," she says looking sadly. Changing the topic I say, "You said dinner was ready right?" I ask. "Oh uh yeah it is ready i have these sweat pants and this oversized shirt you can wear," she says throwing them at me and me catching them and putting them on. "Thanks," I say after putting it on. "Yeah, no problem. I also laid out some socks for you now, and to take when you leave. I have like 1000 pairs" she says jokingly with a smile. "Thank you again, Violeta," I say getting up off her bed after sitting to throw them on. "No problem, now to dinner shall we," she says opening the door and gesturing for me to go. 

As we walk I think 

I'd have to say I'm a pretty good judge of character and I know these people are much more sinister than their letting on. I mean that woman's smile fuck it was creepy. And let's not talk about that man huge as shit and ready to beat on whoever he feels. Violeta seems different though, but her looks and me having a good feeling are not about to make me drop my guard. There's something going on behind this pretty little painting they have on the wall and I know it and let's not talk about the basement downstairs. It'll be my first stop...

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