Into The Nothing (Fear The Walking Dead)

Part 1 Chapter 1

OKAY THIS IS THE FIRST WALKING DEAD TYPE FIC I'VE WRITTEN. SO BEAR WITH ME!

"I live in a castle" I tell myself, but people would always argue. "There are not any castles in Los Angeles". Maybe in their world, but in mine there are even dragons, there is no point living a boring life. God, I wish that was the case, if I were my brother, but I'm me and I see the world as a place filled with heartbreak and disappointment. A very dark way of living, I know but it is fun for me, thrilling even. One can only cope with heartbreak after a certain amount of times. I enjoy it, it is like a natural high, and cocaine can only do so much. It sounds bad but it's not that, when you have a dad that is basically the Walter White the real world you can learn some really interesting things.

My dad always told me that I'm only 16, I must not waste my life. And that is what I did, I stopped for a while, became really good at a few things but I left it all behind when he died. I still can't fully comprehend what happened, we were in his lab one minute and he sent me to go and get his phone and the next moment there was an explosion. And now I'm here sitting by his grave, a year later on the anniversary of his death, crying my eyes out.

"Why Pops" I said "what happened". I sat for a while thinking about the good times we had, with Gus, camping, going to the beach and watching Gus's soccer matches. I wiped my eyes with my hoodie sleeve and let out a long shaky breath then stood up.

"Bye Pops, see you later".

I walked away slowly, still shedding a few tears. It was an overcast day, but it won't rain. "Since when does it rain in LA?" I said sarcastically to myself. There was a faint scream coming from a bush by the exit to the graveyard. I stopped and looked at the now rustling bush, I was really curious, I walked slowly towards the bush. As I was about to look in the bush my phone started vibrating. I took it out and it was Augustus, I rolled my eyes (what could this kid possibly want) and answered

"Where are you?" he said very loudly, he sounded like he was in a crowd (school must have ended or something). I forgot about the bush and walked out the cemetery

"Where do you think" I replied

"Knowing you, probably behind a trash can or in an abandoned building getting high or something" he said in a bitter voice,

"Wrong, but that's where I'm heading" I said, and I was serious I need it , "Anyway what do you want?"

"Ahh can you come home, quickly, I need to talk to you about something" he said, he sounded very serious.

"Okay, well why can't you tell me now?"

"I need to tell you in person, it's pretty serious".

"Okay, but" I hesitated, in all honesty I just want to sleep, "okay, whatever, I'll see you now".

This is the first time in a long time I'm giving up a fix for sleep. I could not think straight. My mind kept jumping from what happened to dad, to what Gus wanted to say, to what was in the bush. I'm just really paranoid I guess. I put my hood up and I looked down as I walked, usually the streets were filled of people and cars but it was like a ghost town today, it felt really strange. It felt as if the life had been sucked out of everything. It is nothing unusual, this is how I see the world. Depressing, isn't it?

I walked passed an alleyway, there was an empty flat there where I go when I want to have a good time, and I was really tempted to go. I stopped and walked backwards to the opening of the alleyway. There was a figure hunched over, groaning, it looked as if it was eating something. I gasped a little too loud, it made me jump. It then groaned louder and slowly stood up, it was a man and he was full of blood, there was no life in his eyes. He was limping towards me, rather fast, still groaning. I slowly backed up and I sprinted away.