Becca's Story II: The Spilt

Chapter Two: The Outbreak.

We all went to bed and I woke up to the sounds of gunshots. I started getting up when I fell out of the bed. When I woke up, I felt weak, weaker then I was the night before. I tried to get up but I fell back down and lied on the floor. I slowly got up holding myself up using what ever I could grab. I started walking over to where the gun shots were coming from. I got outside when I had to sit down getting light headed again. "Becca!" Carl said glancing running over to me, "Becca why are you out here?" Rick asked coming over, "Rick I think Becca might have what ever Patrick had," Hershel said rushing over, "what do you mean?" Carl asked, "Carol said Patrick was very sick, light headed, needed to throw up. Becca is the same way, if we don't take care of her she might end up the same way," Hershel finished, "wait... what happened to Patrick?" Carl asked, "Carl, Patrick died, that's why there were gunshots, because he turned into a walker and ate people, so Hershel is saying that Becca might be sick with the same sickness with a possible chance of death," Rick said, "no, no she can't die, and Patrick..." Carl said, "we need to isolate everyone who is sick, we need to put them in a locked off cell block, cell block A, everyone needs to be put in there by tonight, talk to everyone in the meeting," Rick said helping me to my cell. "Oh my god, is Becca ok?" Carol said walking up to Rick, "yeah, but I'm gonna need you to do something, we're gonna put all the sick people into cell block A so the sickness doesn't spread, Becca has it, and I think she might have it worse then how Patrick did," Rick said as I lied onto my bed. Rick and Carol continued talking, I lied on the bed in pain, I felt suck a sharp pain in my back, hitting my legs, and my arms all the way into my head and I could feel the pain continuing endlessly. It was a couple of hours later and Rick helped me to cell block A and he left having to do some other things. I lied in a cell, I still felt weak, lying there, my head hurt with still high sharp pain in my body. I heard someone talking when they came in, I looked outside my cell and saw Glenn, "Glenn," I said weakly, "oh my god! Becca!" Glenn said walking over to me quickly, "why are you in here?" I asked, "because, I have it too, you cant have it..." Glenn said, "I do, Rick said that he's scared I have it worse then anyone and possibly die.." I said, "no... you'll be ok... I promise," Glenn said, "you cant protect me from this," I said grabbing Glenn's hand, "I'm going to try too," he said. He held my hand tightly with both his hands. My hand was very shaky and I could barley handle it, I wasn't sure if I wanted to fight it, I felt like I just wanted to end it there. I want to fight, I need to, for Glenn, Lucy, Carl for them, I want to fight, for my parents... for my sisters. It was that night when Hershel brought me some food to get my energy up, "how much have you eaten today?" He asked, "nothing," I said, "that might be part of the reason why you don't have a lot of energy," Hershel said, "there could be a lot of reasons," I said sitting up. Hershel gave me some food and I grabbed it starting to eat, eating the food made me feel more energized, but still very weak. I haven't felt this weak for a very long time, it felt like my bones were sticks, I could barley even hold the plate of food because I still felt I was gonna drop it from feeling so weak. After I had finished the food I lied down and fell asleep, I couldn't even remember if I dreamt, I didn't even remember falling asleep. I woke up early the next morning I still felt weak, but I was a lot stronger, now I could walk and so I got up and walked up the stairs and I went to Glenn's cell. "Glenn are you awake?" I asked, "huh? Yeah I'm up," Glenn said sitting up, "what do you need? Why are you out of bed?" "I wanted to see if you were awake," I said, "well you shouldn't have gotten up, you're still not feeling good," he said, "I don't think I will, at least not for a while," I said looking down at the ground. "Hey, don't think like that, you're gonna get better, you'll pass through this," Glenn said, "Glenn, Hershel said that it could kill me, and I saw what happened to Patrick, Hershel said if I don't get any better then the same thing is gonna happen to me too," I said, "and that's why a handful of people are gonna go looking for the medication to save us, so we'll get better," Glenn said, "but I know some people are gonna die, not make it," I said. "No one can survive it all, we can all fight, but some of us will lose the battle," Glenn said hugging me. I soon went back to my cell when Hershel gave me some food and I went to an area in the cell block so I could be able to see people who aren't sick, and when I got there I saw Carl. "Becca, how are you feeling?" Carl said, "better then yesterday, but still weak and pretty sick," I said, "you're not starting to doubt all of this right?" Carl asked, "I'm trying not to, Glenn helps me a lot to keep my hopes up," I said, "Glenn's in there?" Carl asked, "yeah, I'm a bit upset that he is in here but I guess it could be worse, we're just trying to keep our minds off of what could be worse right now," I said. "I really hope you get better, and that nothing bad happens to any of you guys," Carl said, "how do you think we feel, that's what I'm mainly worried about, that one of us might die or something, that's why I'm scared, I'm not ready to die, I mean... who is?" I said laughing a small bit. "Some people aren't afraid to die at this point, I'm just worried that you and Glenn might die, I can't see either of you dying," he said, "I know, that's why I'm worried that Glenn is gonna die, I'm afraid I might, but I have to know that there is a possibility," I said, "Becca don't think like that, I can't see you die, you're my best friend," he said, "I know Carl, but I need you to know that, we can't keep our hopes up, we have to know I might die, I'm tired of always being hopeful. At this point we have to know I might die, I'm afraid of it, but I have to know this." I said, "yeah Becca but still, don't get your hopes down that much, I know that you could die, but you have to have hopes that you'll make it out of this," he said, "well Carl, I guess the only thing I will be hopeful about with my death, is I wont have to be here anymore, suffering, that's the only reason why I'm happy that my family is gone, because they don't have to suffer anymore, so they can be happy," I said, "Becca just... just stop, I can't listen to you saying this, you're not gonna die, you're gonna be fine, now I have to go, I have to go to where the kids are being sent, we're being kept there in case something is wrong or anything," he said, "ok, stay safe," I said, "you too," he said back before walking away. I went back to my cell and layed down, thinking about what I said to Carl made me think, maybe death wouldn't be all that bad, maybe I'm scared of it for no reason, I mean there might be a reason, but what if there really wasn't, what if death is just like another life to live, it's just, not on earth, maybe in another universe or galaxy or something. I didn't really know what to think at the moment. "Hey, do you think Carl would come with me to pick some stuff to make some tea, my wife used to make the tea for Maggie, Beth, and Shawn when they were sick," Hershel said, "I don't know, he probably would, so he can get out of the prison, so yeah most likely," I said, "thank you," Hershel said walking away, "welcome?" I said kind of confused. Eventually I fell asleep for because I've been tired a lot, I figured it was because of the sickness. The next thing I knew, Hershel woke me up handing me some tea, "it will help calm your fever," Hershel said, "thank you," I said grabbing the tea. I took a sip of it and it felt good feeling the hot tea running down my throat. "That was probably the best thing I've had in a long time," I said laughing a little. Hershel walked away and I sat with my back leaning up on the wall and just drinking the tea. After I finished my tea I walked into Glenn's cell and saw Hershel with Glenn, "this sucks, after everything, we get taken out by a glorified cold," Glenn said. I walked in and sat down onto Glenn's bed, "Don't say things like that, don't even think things like that," Hershel said, "tell that to Becca too," Glenn said, "all I can do is stop saying them," "no, you can do more. We go this far somehow, you can believe somehow. Now we all have jobs here, that one's yours, and yours." Herhsel said putting an ice pack on Glenn's head. Hershel soon walked away and I leaned on Glenn's shoulder but soon I went into my cell and I fell asleep.