The Survivors

Aftermath

Bloodshed. Bodies. Death. Is who owns the school now. As for me, Trevor, and Jillian, we're walking. We don't know where to. We grabbed everything we could before we left. I still carried the duffel bag. Trevor tried his best to fix my wound. It still stung but I can get through it. The bandits weren't wearing masked and they were still alive so we left the masks. We walked until we noticed the sun going down.

"We need somewhere to stay before it gets dark" I said. We were out of anywhere we've been before. It was a small neighborhood, somewhere I've been before the bombs hit. Its hard to tell anything anymore. A lot of house were inhabitable, but we searched for the one that looked the most safe. We found one at the end of the road that didn't looked touched and we headed inside.

"Guys, get some rest" Trevor said.

"No, you go." I said. He looked at me with desperate eyes.

"I won't be able to." He said.

"Try." I picked up a gun and pulled a chair up to the window. I heard them go upstairs and I stayed looking out the window. I wouldn't be sleeping either. I thought of everyone I lost. I instantly shot it out of my mind. I don't want to be thinking about it. Even after that my friends right now is what I should think about. I sat there all night thinking. It got to the point where I passed out and fell out of my chair.

"Wake up." Trevor said. Nudging my body with his foot. I opened my eyes and found myself face first on the ground. I got up and yawned.

"Where's Jill?" I asked.

"Upstairs. Still sleeping." He replied.

"Did you sleep?" I asked. He looked down.

"Yeah, but not really. Dreams woke me up." He said.

"Dreams?" I asked.

"Tell you later. Right now I'm hungry." He said going into the duffel bag. He pulled spaghetti and meatballs out of the bag and I shivered. He lifted out a can of Spam and tossed it to me. He took out an army knife and opened the can.

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

"From one of the bandits. Here." He said handing me the knife. I used it and opened up my can. We heard a thud come from up stairs.

"Ow!" Screamed Jillian. Seconds later she came downstairs.

"What was that?" I asked with a smile.

"Fell out of the bed." Jillian said. We laughed.

"Look guys. We can't stay here ok? We need to keep moving. Until we find somewhere that is safe. Some where we can defend. We need something more then this. After breakfast we need to move." I explained. They both looked a bit sad but nodded. We sat there eating. Thinking whats gonna happen next.