Stop The Clocks Now

Chapter-13

Wesley's POV:

                                "How much father do we have to walk?" I complained to Crystal again for the fifth time today. She ignored me and started walking faster away from me. I just want life to go back to the way it was, before this damn apocalypse. I can understand why Crystal is so upset right now though, her bestfriend Josh was suppose to be coming up to visit her again this week, he's from the UK. They have been friends for years and every time he's around, her happy level goes up by 100%. "I think we should stop here for the night." Crystal advised, scaring the crap out of me. It was a small log cabin and it looked decent, something my mom always wanted. She always loved to look at small houses and especially cabins. Crystal led the way through the white fence around the front yard, I open the chamber of my gun to make sure I have bullets (at least 3). Crystal stepped back before going to open the door, "Someone is here." she whispered as she added more bullets into her gun.

                              I laid our bag down in a bush next to the front porch steps, and we stepped up them quietly. I could scarcely hear people's voices inside the cabin, Crystal nodded towards me as she opened the door.

                             A guy not much older than Crystal sat on a bear rug that was spread across the hard wood floor. He was shocked to see living humans, he got up and came over to us. "Hello my name is Alfie." he had an English accent that poked through his mouth. He held his hand out towards Crystal, she put down the barrel of her gun and clicked on the safety, after he shook her hand he turned towards me. "I'll be right back." he scooted away from us, and down the hall. Crystal set her gun down and started to take off her belt that had her gun on it, a couple knives, a package of bullets and a screwdriver. You never know when a screwdriver may come in handy when killing a zombie. Alfie came back with two other guys that looked a lot like him, "Hello my name is Elliot." Elliot's accent was a lot heavier and his body was twice the size of Alfie's. "And my name is Luke." said the third one. "These are my brothers, Elliot is the oldest then Luke then me." Alfie admitted.

                           "So why are you guys in America?" Crystal said curiously, "Well we came to America about a month ago, to meet our friends Robyn and Henry, but we lost them when this thing happened." Alfie started to tear up so Elliot finished the story, "We were at the cinema and the outburst split us all apart." We went to bed that night after we told them about our story, Crystal and I shared a room and the three guys split up in the house.

                         I woke up before Crystal so I decided to go cook breakfast (like usual). I made my way down the stairs to find Luke already cooking breakfast, "Good morning." he said as I sat down at the table. "Morning." I sat looking around the room, "I'm going to the bathroom, can you keep an eye on the eggs on the hob?" What's a hob? He pointed at the stove, I nodded and he went out. Crystal came down not long after Luke left, "Oo what's for breakfast?" she yawned, as she sat at the table where I was sitting. "Eggs." I replied as I took a seat across from her. She leaned in closer to me, "So we need to decide, do we want to stay here with them or do we want to head towards Lori's?" I shrugged and Alfie came in.

                       Soon all the guys came in to eat breakfast. Finally Crystal spoke up breaking the silence, "So my brother and I have to tell you guys it was fun to meet you guys but we need to get back on the road." the three looked at each other, "I don't think we'll go if that's what you're asking." Elliot spoke up, "We've been staying at so many flats, it's time for us to settle down until this settles down." "If that's what you want, but we could all protect each other." I confessed, they all nodded. "We'll think about it." replied Elliot as he finished his plate..

BRITISH TERMS USED IN THIS CHAPTER:

- Flat(s)= apartment(s)

-Hob= stovetop