I open my eyes and look around to see everyone else asleep. I get up and walk to the kitchen area of the RV. I open the cabinet and see bottles of water, soup, chips, and some M&M'S. I look at the M&M's and reach for them I then stop and close the cabinet. "I shouldn't eat there food" I say to myself as I start walking to my bag.
I sit down on the ground next to the couch I slept on and grab my bag. I open my bag and see that I still had a apple and a peach, I picked the peach up and started to eat. Thank goodness before I found this group I found a greenhouse I say in my head as I eat the Peach.
"Uggghhh" I hear and I stop eating, "that came from Andrew" I whisper to myself. I get up and grab the walking stick they kept beside the bed and started to poke him. "Andrew are you alright" I whisper and keep poking him, Andrew groans again then opens one eye drowsily. I drop the stick and push it under the bed then run back quietly to where I was sitting. I begin to eat the Peach again this time trying to be a little quiet.
Andrew then stands up and walks up to the cabinet going for chips. I watch him open the bag then go to where I am and sit next to me. "Good morning" Andrew says while yawning "try that again without the yawn" I say while looking at him. "Good morning" Andrew says again without the yawn "thank you and Good Morning" I say.
Andrew hands me a chip and I just look at him "here I'm giving you a chip" Andrew says. "What do you want me to do with it?" I ask "well if you don't want it"
"no I'll take it" I say before he put the chip in his mouth. "Here" I take a small piece of the Peach and hand him it for the chip. "We are getting low on food we should go on a run" I say "W..what" Andrew says fearfully. "We will go later" I say before Andrew can say no. I continue eating then look up at the wrap around Andrew's head
"how's your head feeling?" I ask Andrew."It hurts really bad" Andrew says while touching the side where the bullet hit. "There are pains worse then that, at least it didn't go through your head" I say. "Crap I forgot" I get up off the floor and run to Alex "what are you doing?" Andrew ask a little worried. I look around then find the bucket with the pebbles all in it. I run back and set it on the ground next to Andrew "if you touch that bucket I will have to hurt you" I say pointing at him. I run outside barefoot and look on the side of the road for pebbles, I quickly find one then run back inside.
I sit down on the ground and put the pebble inside the bucket, hearing the clattering inside. "How many is that?" I whisper to myself, I then grab my backpack and look for the notepad inside. I grab the notepad and a pen then put a small slash next to the other slashes. I count all the slashes on the notepad "50" I say aloud, "what was that all about?" Andrew looks at me curiously.
"Should I tell you?" I say to Andrew raising a eyebrow "yeah" Andrew says looking in the bucket. "Fine" I say taking in a breath "ever since my dad died I have been putting pebbles in a bucket and marks on a piece of paper to tell how many days he has been dead". I say while looking at the paper "sorry if this bothers you but how did he die?" Andrew asks looking like he was bracing if I were to hit him.
"I shot him because he got bit" I say, Andrew looks over at the paper and the bucket then at my face. We stayed there in silence for a long time "hey uh...", "who wants breakfast?" Abby says cutting off Andrew, I guess she just woke up I say in my head. Andrew stands up then goes to help his mom, I sit there on the ground seeing my dad's face in my mind. I shake it off then look at Andrew helping his mom "at least you got a mom that cares" I whisper to myself.
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The End Of The World
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