Lui's pov
Toronto.
I was starting to think this was a good idea, that I would have a friend to be with but everything went wrong the minute I went there. There were so many of them, the moans only got louder and louder. With no Evan in site... I started to lose it. I've joined and lost so many groups and people and hell, I've had four girlfriends whom I've lost to the dead and living. And still no Evan... I started to think if living was really worth it. Anyone I came in contact with just kept dying or tried to kill me. It wasn't until I was taken that made me really think about suicide and loose hope and faith. Two things people need to really be alive.
Just like my friends, I was taken by Drak only... I found Evan. Except I never got to see in face to face... I only saw him far away from me being thrown onto the floor. My only new goal was to get to him but it was taken from me when I saw him escape the next night because the new guard fell asleep. I tried making a lot of noise to get him to notice me but... he just ran and didn't look back. It was at least a week till I got my chance to escape but that's when I heard yelling that sounded like Craig and Tyler. Which was impossible because they were in California or somewhere on the west side. But something told me to run back just to see. I don't know what but I listen to it. I quickly and quietly ran back and saw the two being moved to the 'jail' rooms. So... I stayed around. They became guards themselves and it looked like they were planning their escape but Drak busted them.
Within a next few days Evan came to the rescue with a few other people. A lot of died but I noticed Craig and Tyler fell down a hill. Smiling, I went to help them. Which basically sums up everything.
"Lui. Lui. LUI!" Jon yelled. "Um, yeah?" I replied. "You alive back there? Anyway we've stopped for a stretch break and to eat some food. You coming?" He asked. "Yeah, be right out." I replied stepping out of the car.
I looked around and saw trees and broken down houses. The guys were sitting and eating canned veggies and fruit. Brock grabbed a can and opened it and handed it for me. I started to eat.
"How close are we to Florida?" I asked shoving peaches in my mouth. "We're in Nebraska." Evan said moving closer to Jon. "Really?" I asked in disbelief. I mean, I was looking out the window... and I might have fallen asleep but Nebraska already? After eating the peaches I put the can down and went into the trees to piss. After finding a spot I started to unzip my pants.
"Lui!" I heard someone calling my name. "God damn it. Not even two minutes of alone time." Quickly finishing up, I zipped up my pants and quickly ran back to my group. "Jesus Christ what is the problem?" I asked a little annoyed.
"Shut the fuck up Mexican." I heard some person yell. "Racist much?" I snapped back. The white male pointed his gun at my face. "Do it. I fucking dare you." I said stepping towards the gun. He seemed really surprised by this and backed down. "Now give me all you-" He was cut off by someone stabbing him. "Your stuff and I won't shoot. Blah blah blah." Craig said fairly annoyed. It was dead silence before we started to laugh. We laughed for a bit till we realized a bunch of cars coming out of nowhere. "Um." I said.
"Really? Was that necessary?" a guy asked as he came out of a car. "Eh don't fret. No one liked him anyway." He said the the rest of the group chuckled. Jon came close to me and whispered, "I count twenty."
"Twenty-six if you were trying to tell your Latino buddy here how many of us are there." He spoke again. "Anyway I feel like you guys will be good people. You should come join." He offered. "No, we have our own plan. But thanks." Evan said. He scowled for a bit, then said "Fine, have it your way. But when the moon is up... I think you'll think differently." He finished. "Now let's go!" He yelled. All the cars left with the guys in them.
"I think we should go." I stated. "Couldn't agree more." Tyler and Brock said in unison. We all grabbed our shit and ran into the car and left.
This time Jon was driving. It took the rest of the day to make the borderline into the Florida. We all decided we should find a house near the shoreline so we can have a boat for fishing. After searching and making stops to get more supplies we finally found one that was in good shape. We boarded up the house and called bedrooms that were upstairs. Craig and Tyler shared their own, as well as Jon and Evan. Brock had his own room and well as me. It felt good to sleep without taking shifts. Which may be really stupid but hey sleep is sleep.
But what happen today... I don't think that, that was the end of it.
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