It's Never Too Late

Chapter 15: Adjustments

💀Heather's POV💀
I start to walk back to the RV where Leeanne is. I knock on the door. Than it opens. "Leeanne?" I say. Are you in here." I hear crying in the bathroom. "Leeanne are you okay?" The bathroom door opens. She sitting on the floor crying her eyes out. "Leeanne sweetie what's wrong?" I ask her. "Why did my mom and dad have to die?" She says to me. "Honey, your daddy isn't dead." I tell her. She sniffles "He's not? Than what was that gunshot I heard? It came from where they were at." She says starting to not cry. "We found some new people. They saved James's life." I tell her. "NOO!" She screams. "NO MORE NEW PEOPLE! Whenever we get new people we get hurt. There was a man named Evan who saved Lisa and James but than stole all of our food. Than there was the guy at the house. We just can't have new people. They're going to kill one of us." She exclaims. "But what about me Leeanne? I was new, wasn't I? But you let me in. Not everybody is bad you know." I tell her. All she did than was grab me and hug me. "So they won't try to kill us?" She asked me. "No they won't. I promise."
-Later that evening-

💀James's POV💀
Molly and I sat inside of the house on the farm. It's a nice house, it's got three bedrooms and a living room. Molly and I just sat in the living room playing the chess game we found. But as usual I'm amazing at chess and have beaten her 2 games in a row now. "How are you so good at this game?" Molly asks me. "Not sure. I don't play that often. I hardly know the names of the pieces in general, but really it's just setting up and strategy." I say. "Whatever you make it sound so easy." She giggles. Than Leeanne walks up. "Oh is that checkers?" She asks us. "Haha no Leeanne it's chess." Molly says to her. "Isn't that an old person game?" She asks. "Well I guess you could say that." I say. Than Doc walks in. "Somebody call my name?" He says jokingly. "Do you kids play chess?" He asks. "Well we used to a little but neither of us were very good at it." I look over to see Miranda walk in on us talking. "Whatcha guys doing?" She says glaring at me. "We are just playing some chess." I reply. "Hey Heather said she needed you and I outside for some reason." "Okay." I said. I kiss Molly and go outside. Miranda and I walk on the front porch. I look at her and ask "Where did Heather say she needed us?" "She didn't. I wanted to talk to you." I felt an odd tremble inside. "Oh well you could have just said that" I say kind of laughing. "No I couldn't." She says. She looks into my eyes, she leans forward and kisses me. "I....I don't-" I start to say. "James I love you. You don't belong with Molly. She doesn't know you like I know you. She wasn't there when you tried to kill yourself last year." She exclaims "I didn't try I thought about it, I was severely bullied" I reply. "It doesn't matter. The point is that she will never love you how I love you." She tries to grab my hand. "Miranda, you've only been here a day. There is no way you could possibly know how much Molly and I love each other. Her and can relate in so many ways." I explain. "So can I." She says. "No you can't! If this was your plan of trying to win me over, it failed. I'm sorry but we broke up for this exact reason. You need to get a grip on your life and than talk to me." I say to her. She smacks my face. "I lost both of my parents! Both! From what I hear you've lost just your mom. You can't even closely relate to me when it comes to the life or death of someone you love the most." She says as she storms off. That was intense. I walk back inside to see Molly sitting in the next room over. I walk over to her, pick her up, and kiss her. "Whoa what was that?" She said smiling. "I just had a thought, and well, I don't want to lose you." I said putting her down and half crying. " you aren't going to lose me. You and I are survivors. And survivors don't die. I'm never going to leave you for as long as I live. That's a promise." She says. She leans over and gives me the most romantic kiss you could give a person. I look up at her. "I love you Molly." "I love you too James." We both say laying on the couch cuddled into each other.

💀Doc's POV💀
"Hey Paul, how's it going." I say as I walk into the kitchen. "Pretty good. Say I actually have something I need you to do for me if you're up to it." Of course friend, whatcha need?" I remember seeing some wooden palettes in the barn. I was wondering if you could go in there and check to see how many we actually have so we know if we have to make a supply run for the fences. Think you could do that?" "Sure." I reply. I walk outside of the house to see James and that new girl talking. They probably didn't see me though cuz I walked out the side. I open the barn and turn my flashlight on. There better be no walkers in here. I think to myself. I walk in a little farther with my flashlight on and see the wood. Let's see how many. 5...10...20...30...50...I count a little more until I get to 73. That should be enough for a little under half the perimeter. Than I look up and see that there's more on the second floor of the barn. Well that's good. I walk up there and what I saw scared me out of my jeans. There was a walker there, but not just any walker. He was a small boy. He had a pitchfork into his abdomen against a hay bale. He was skinny and pale. It looks as if he starved to death as well. So what killed him? Whatever. But just....he was just a kid. I shake it out of my head and put my knife through his skull. I close his eyes and walk over to the palettes. I counted up to about 77, almost the same as the bottom. I walk out of the barn and close it. I go back inside to talk to Paul. "Hey Doc are you okay? You were in there a while." He asks me concerned. "No I'm fine, and there were about 150 palettes in there. We might need to go on a supply run but just by a little because well just be short." I tell him. "Well thanks for doing this." He said. "No problem." I reply. "So I need to ask you something." "What is it?" He replies. "Would you be opposed to me sleeping on the top floor with window? I am a pretty good sniper and could watch the front, left, and most of the right from that window in case any people or walkers come by." I say. "Go for it." He tells me. I will not let this group down. No matter what.