Day 7 - Looking for a place to go

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This morning when I woke up on the seat of the bus on which I decided to sleep yesterday I had the surprise to discover the sun was up high in the sky. We were already moving since Anna started to drive. She told me she didn't see why she sould have bothered waking me up since she could drive without having to disturb anyone.

Michael and Georges were still asleep. Those guys... they are a mystery. Michael is listening to all Georges says to him. They really look like a son and his father even though I know they're not related. Georges is so mysterious. I think he doesn't trust Anna and I. He's still not speaking to us and he kept crying from time to time.

It's weird. We're a group but we're not speaking to each other. Maybe they are waiting for an excuse to leave us or for something else to happen to know if they can trust us. Georges thanked Anna for what she done yesterday when she found a way to escape the Robbers. He told he thought he was about to die and that he was too scared and messed up to do anything else. Without us he and Michael would have been dead by now.

That's about all he said to us in the whole day. We stopped the bus twice : for a lunch and because Michael needed to pee - so we all did. Anna just started to drive again a moment ago.

If Georges is a mystery, Michael is a lovely kid. I played a bit with him this afternoon. He has a lot of imagination. However lovely he may be with me right now he still doesn't share his story. I didn't try to ask him though. I can only imagine that his parents are Sleepers or something.

We do see a lot of Sleepers on the road. Most of them have fallen into their cars. We mustn't be the first ones to take the road because most of the cars has been moved out of the way. Anna is doing her best to avoid the rest of them without braking. She is also avoiding all the cities.

I think we need to figure out a plan and to decide where we're going. Anna and I never talked about leaving the city. It never occurred to us that it was a solution. I just have the impression that we are running from our problem. Plus, high school was finally a great place to live - no one was trying to get in before I opened the door and we knew the building so we had sort of an advantage there.

This morning I did say I was sorry to Anna. She didn't really answer me though. She just mumbled something and kept her eyes on the road. After a moment she underlined the fact that I didn't reject her when she broke into my house and that we were kind of even when she killed the Sleeper. I don't really know what this is supposed to mean but I feel like I screwed up badly. She must be resentful that I let Michael in because that's what brings robbers into our haven.

I do understand her since I'm feeling stupid to have been opening that door without thinking of looking if no one was around. We got lucky there was only Michael there and not a robber. What would have happened if I opened the door two minutes later, after Michael and Georges were killed by those robbers for example?

Of course it didn't but I still feel stupid. Plus I know Anna is holding a grudge against me and it affects me since she is the only friend I have left.

Did I really just wrote that?

It does feel like the truth. The truth is so painful. But I haven't had news of Cassandra or any of my friend in the past days and those past days felt like forever. I can't remember what it felt like being alive before the App-ocalypse. Now it's all being hungry and thirsty but waiting and waiting the more we could before eating and drinking. It's all being feared of being alone and of Robbers and even of Sleepers who are just corpses lying around on the ground now.

I mean, it's been almost a week and animals are eating them - we caught sight of a lot of birds and foxes doing that since we're on the road. They're not going to survive. It was already a fact I was trying to deal with before but now it's something we can't deny. All those persons are dead just because they looked at their phones.

Who did that to us and why? I wish I could have some answers about this fucking app. But I don't see how I could have them. Instead we're just driving somewhere - wherever the road is taking us as long as we don't have to cross a big city.

I think we will soon be out of gas but we're not talking about that. We're not talking, it's easier that way.

So now my only friend is my former teacher and I don't even speak to her. Looks like our only goal is to survive somehow to go somewhere. Well Eliza, you're doing it just fine in the App-ocalypse girl.

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