*Max's P.o.V*
It's midnight and Lilly still isn't here which is driving my mind crazy. It hasn't stopped rambling about the what ifs since everyone went to bed and I'm left to my negative thoughts. Lilly needs to get something to eat let alone drink.
It's all my fault though. If only I gave another house's food and water supply a chance, then we wouldn't be in this situation.
While sitting on the window sill keeping watch outside, there is nothing but zombies outside so I get up and head over to the couch to check on Harry who keeps on making sounds. He is in much pain because of his sliced hand and there is no medicine in this house at all. When I gently move his hair away from his face, my hand gets soaked in sweat.
I lift his head up while I take a seat then I put his wet head onto my lap. I can tell he's awake because his breathing is heavy. It's sad because I'm just sitting here doing nothing while he's suffering but the truth is that I can't do a thing without supplies.
"I'm sorry." I quietly tell him and I get no response but I wasn't expecting one.
*
"Help!"
I jolt awake to someone screaming help. When I look down, Harry isn't on my lap nor on the couch. Why did I have to fall asleep? I curse to myself while I get up to find out who needs help.
"Help!"
"Would you shut up Luke?" I ask him harshly.
"I'm in pain and you won't give me any medicine." He snaps at me and I just chuckle. "What's so funny? This is g** damn torture."
"Harry is still in pain because of your damn friend." I tell him.
"You hogged all the medicine for your drug addict self?" He angrily asks me and I don't hesitate to pull my gun on him.
"I'm not a drug addict. The house doesn't have any medicine in it for some God forsaken reason and my sister has the medicine bag." I tell him and he looks sorry then turns his head away.
I really should go pee and change my pad but Harry is my first priority so I head to the kitchen because I figure he'd be there. Luckily my conscience was right. He's at the table eating a granola bar.
"How's your pain?" I ask him when I take a seat across from him and put my gun back in my pocket.
"Not better but there's nothing we can do about it so I'll just have to suck it up." He tells me with a shrug and I put my head in my hands and cry. "What's wrong?"
"If only I trusted the food and water at other houses then we wouldn't be here." I cry to him.
"No no no." He tries to comfort me by letting me know it's not my fault.
"Yes it is my fault. You wouldn't be in pain and Lilly would be right with me now." Tears flow down faster when Harry gets up and hugs me.
"But if we did trust the food and water, all of us or the majority would be dead."
"He said that they didn't poison them at all though." Harry continues to hug me. "I really have to pee and change." I say while backing away from Harry's embrace and rubbing my eyes.
"You'll have to use the toilet in the house." Harry says with a smile and I nod.
*
It's dusk and all of us are in pain. Luke's leg, Harry's hand, and my period cramps which is very killer to where I'm in fetal position on the floor.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Harry asks me with worry.
"Yes and if I wasn't no one could help anyways." I manage to reply to him.
