Alone Again (The Last of Us fanfiction)

Day 7

Cassie

"WE DON'T HAVE ANYMORE FOOD" my sister screamed. Her face was about four inches from mine. I was sobbing...and hungry. With people breaking into our house and threatening to hurt us, we didn't have as much as we started with. We were pushovers, just trying to make it.
"And if–"
"Genevieve." My mother started, interrupting my sister. "Don't blame Cassie, we're all hungry. I....I'll go out and get some food." My sister and I stared at her. Our mother had been so afraid of those..things, that once we got home, we stayed home. She was so afraid that she couldn't even go upstairs, and now she was risking her life. Going outside.
"Mom, we can hold on, we can wait and–"
"No. We need food." My mom stated. "I'll take a couple of knives, and a bag. I'm leaving you two with the gun. Just in case." My mom finished. I could tell that she was doing all she could to hold it together. Just as she started to turn towards the door, my sister grabbed her arm.
"Please....please don't leave us. I don't want you to die." My sister croaked, tears streaming down her face. My mother paused, the finally, with a broken voice said "I'm so sorry." And just like that she was gone. Through the door, up the stairs and out into the light. My sister's gaze lingered at the door. Then, suddenly, she whipped around and pushed me. I whimpered in fear.
"This is all your fault! It's your fault that we're hungry because it's your fault we have no food, and it's especially your fault that mom is going outside!" My sister rushed over to the small bathroom door and slammed it. I sat there silently crying. I was so afraid. For myself, for my sister, and for my mom. Though the thing I was afraid of the most, was that maybe my sister was right....maybe it was all my fault.