The Remaining.

Chapter 3; We're all We've Got

Madison cried for the next ten minutes over her sister who disappeared. She held her clothes to her chest and cried uncontrollably. She didn't care how loud and dramatic she was, she couldn't handle it. She looked and saw a locket with the letter N on it that Nicole wore faithfully. She slid it over her head and wore it as her own.

"Dude, am I dreaming?" the blondie said , pinching himself repeatedly. Xondria looked at him with a serious face. Afro Puff rolled his eyes.

"No, puta ,this is real life! This really....MAMI!" He said, running to the table to grab his phone. Everyone else stood and up and tried to call their mothers as well.

"No Answer..." Cheerios said, trying to hold back his tears. He kicked the table over and walked over to the register to be by himself. The rest of them tried and tried to get an answer but no one picked up the phone. Madison and Xondria tried calling everyone in their contacts and only a few friends answered, but not any adults.

"They're all gone," Xondria choked, covering her mouth.

"I didn't even get the chance to say goodbye. The last time i heard her talk to me was her telling me that she wasn't talking to me... I've never lived up to be the big sister I was supposed to be because she was always so annoying and I couldn't take it. At least I thought I couldn't. Now, I would trade anything just to hear her voice one last time..." she stammered, before collapsing again. She passed out and Stacy and Xondria ran to her side. fanning her. Two Braids ran to the bathrom to get some water and splash it on her so she could regain conciousness. She blinked a few times and opened her eyes to see Two Braids looking at her with a concerned look on his face.

"You alright?" he asked her , lifting her up so she could sit up. She nodded. "I'm Rayan, by the way. Never got to formally introduce myself," he chuckled nervously. She smiled.

"I'm Madison. That's Xondria and that's Stacy," she said, pointing at her friends who cheesed and waved, still trying to get a hold of a few of their contacts.

"Well, That's Chresanto, Santo for short, Craig, and Jacob," he said, pointing to them although they were paying no attention.

"Hello?! Uncle Walt?!" Stacy panted onto the phone. Everyone got up and crowded around her. She looked at them and raised her eyebrows, "Damn, I need personal space! Two steps back, please," she said, going back to her phone call. Everyone did as they were told as she continued her conversation. "You're where?!... Okay... here we come... Me and a ffew friends, chill...Alright, Bye" she said hanging up the phone. Everyone was anxious to find out who Uncle Walt was and if he could help.

"Who's Uncle Walt?" Craig asked, rubbing his chin.

"My Uncle. He's also known as Bishop Milsap. He said that he could explain to us exactly what just happened but he couldn't tell me through the phone because they were listening," she said. Santo furrowed his eyebrows at her.

"Wait. He's a Bishop and he still here? How come no one else answered the phone? Why should we trust him?" he interrogated.

"What other choice do we have? No one else is picking up their phones and we're pretty much trapped in here," Xondria said, folding her arms nervously.

"Then how the hell are we supposed to get out to go and see this Uncle Walt?" Jacob asked, running his fingers through his fro. Stacy looked at him and shrugged. 

"It has to be one way or another to get out of here," she said, walking towards where the entrance used to be. She started moving the big pieces of foundation, getting splinters in the process.

"Stace, stop. You need some help," Madison said,  walking over to go and help. After a while, everyone was working and working trying to move away everything from the entrance. During the process, the boys were trying to make small talk.