The Tale Of The Zones: A Danger Days Fanfiction(book 1)

Chapter 8: Thoughts

Party Poison POV:

It is once again a sleepless night. If I'm lucky I get maybe four hours of sleep, but tonight I might just get two.
I try not to show it in front of the guys, but I'm really stressed over things. Ever since Dr. D made Missle Kid our responsibility, I've been stressed out on what to do with her. I don't know what to do with a little girls, so I just treat her like one of the guys, just.... Nicer I guess.

We've already lost her once and thank God Toxic was the one ending up finding her. I will never let it happen again.

Then there is Toxic.

I know she can protect herself, But I feel like it is my responsibility to protect her.

At night I always do this. I rethink every little bad thing that can happen so I have a plan for it if it ever happens. And even when I have a plan, I try to think and replan, which puts more stress over me.

I never felt relieved when I went out on the roof that night with Toxic. Just us talking. I felt normal. And her presence is comforting. I really want to get to know her more, even though it is dangerous. You can't risk falling for other people out in this desert.

Just the thought of her calms me down a little.

I get up from my beat up sleeping bag and decide to see if she is awake.

Maybe after talking to her again, I can go to sleep.

I walk to her room and she isn't there. Maybe the roof?

As I walk into the dining area, which is where Electric Rose is, I see a lump in one of the booths near that blue haired bitch.

I honestly have no clue why we are mean to each other, just fun I guess. I love seeing the look on her face when I make fun of her, but Cola usually "gives me a piece of his mind".

Pfft.

Whatever.

Anyways, I walk to the lump and see Toxic there in a position that didn't look to comfortable. Her neck was crooked, and her legs were sprawled out.

And she was sleeping.

I sigh heavily, guess I won't be talking to her tonight.

I pick her up and she shifts a little bit. I'm careful not to hit her head against the door way......but I did anyway.

I carry her to her room and lay her down.

Then I just look at her.

I know that sounds weird, but I couldn't help it.

I was wondering if I should just wake her up and talk, but I was just staring for a while.
I smile a little at the thought of us. As in being together, but quickly push it away.

I walk out of the room, feeling lonely, stressed, and angry. Angry because I'm not able to have a normal life. Because I have to fight every day for my life, and others, because some idiot wants a perfect world. Angry because I can't have a relationship.

This is an ugly world. I don't even know why I'm still fighting for it.

But then Missile Kid comes to mind.
But that still isn't strong enough.

For Toxic?

That's a whole different story.