I wake up to being put on a cold metallic table and a bright light on my knee. " We will have to get the shards out and gauze it up" The sound of a older man talking and I hear the clicking of high heels coming and chairs swirling around. " Tiffany dear, May you get me gauze for this young lady?" I turn my head and the man looks at me. " Look who is awake! This is good news!" I look down and he has his materials other than gauze.
His wife I assume came out with a roll of it and layed it down on the metal bench beside the table im laying on. " Okay dear this will hurt a bit grab ahold of your fathers hand." I look down and then at the teenager around the same age as I am that I have not received his name yet. I hold out my hand and he takes it smiling and I close my eyes as he begins to take the smaller pieces of shards out and I bite my lip assuming I drew blood. I turn my head to face the man holding my hand and mouth ' What is your name?' He smiles and mouths back ' My name is Mathew.' I nod and turn back closing my eyes and he squeezes it. I turn my head. And mouth ' How old are you?' He mouths back almost instantly ' 18' He mouths the same question and I answer honestly ' 15' He smiles more to himself and nods and the doctor now takes out the larger piece and I whimper out and a tear escapes my eye and Mathew wipes it away quickly and kisses my cheek. " its okay its almost over just 2 more" I nod and the doctor quickly pulls them out and puts on warm water to clean them up. I hear the water sizzle againced my freezing skin and I yelp in pain due to the warm mixture againced my knee over up to my upper leg. The doctor then gauzes it up and feeds me 2 pain killers to ease the pain and sits me up. " All healed up my dear, now as your father or brother said, you needed a home to stay in is that correct?" I nod rather quickly and he smiles. " Down near the water there is a rather big apartment building. Give the guard one of these cards and he will get you a home on the top floor." He hands Mathew a card and he hugs him. " Thank you so much." I sit up and lightly get off the table and balance on my good leg and Mat puts his arm down indicating to jump. I do as he commands again and jumps into his arm and holds onto me and walks out. " You're quite for a fifth teen year old. How is that?" I shrug and looks down and realized he never heard my voice yet. " I naturally don't talk that much." I said more to myself but he slightly heard me. " Well, I'm not going to let anyone touch you." I nod and rests my head on his chest and we go towards the beach and we see a guard. Mathew holds out the card and the guard points to the 10th floor. " Take the stairwell to the 10th floor room 108 On your left." He takes the card and Mat thanks him and heads inside heading up the stairwell until we reach our stop. " 97, 98, 99, 100..." He continues until we reach our new home and unlocks the door placing me on the pleather couch and flicks on the lamp. " This may be the greatest thing ever. " I look down and nod I quickly speak up " We need sleeping arrangements like who sleeps in what room because there is 2 bedrooms and 4 people. Mat and I can share a room and You and the baby maybe?" Dakota looks down at the baby and nods and heads towards the light blue room as we head into the white room. " I can sleep on the floor if you would like.." I say quietly as if I was to speak to myself. He shakes his head and lays down under the blanket. " Mackenzie, I know we just met and shit and I know its not a good time but I want to be there for you. Please just lay with me and lets forget the world together?" I look down and blush, taking of the leather jacket realizing I'm in a black tank top and tight yoga pants with my Doc Martens on sliding into the bed beside Mat and he wraps his arm around my tiny frame and I slowly begin to fade to sleep.
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Curfew
Детектив / ТриллерThis book is just about to teenagers in a zombie infested world fighting together with little twists in the story. ( HIGHLY RELATED TO THE LAST OF US )