No Happy Endings

Hannah: 2031

The truck rode smoothly over the road as it went along its path into the convenience store parking lot. Hannah stepped out of the truck and dropped her smoldering cigarette. As her boyfriend walked in the direction of the store, Hannah pulled out another cigarette and lit it. She sucked in the smoke slowly and let it cool for a second in her mouth. Then she inhaled and exhaled the smoke.

She looked at the mountains, the ones she loved so much.  She loved this time of day, when day started to die in night's arms and everything turned gold. She felt pretty cold. Winter was coming. Autumn was going. She loved winter. Even with her SAD. She liked looking off of the balcony and seeing the snow fall.

"Hey, I got everything." Sam said to her as he came back. He tossed three bags into the back of the truck and got in the truck. He waited. "Are you coming" he said annoyed. "Yeah." Hannah said in a slow voice. They hadn't been getting along with eachother for a few months. Ever since Sam's brother had been killed in the Russian-West Coast war, he hadn't been the same.

He had lived in West Coast for a while. He lived in the capitol, San Francisco. It was so beautiful there. The ocean was amazing, and you could see deserts or snow in the same day. But when the earthquakes devastated central and southern West Coast, he moved back to Nevada to live with Hannah.

"Did you get any cereal?" Hannah asked him. Sam sighed loudly. "No." He said. "Goddammit what the fuck Sam?" Hannah said. She REALLY liked cereal. "SORRY!" Sam yelled back. "Not all of us can be perfect like you Hannah!" Then they where silent. Sam turned the key to the ignition and started driving. Their home was twenty minutes from the convenient store. As they drove, Hannah flicked through the radio stations and stopped at an Indie rock station, playing songs from the 2010's. It was playing a song by Zella Day. Hannah bent down to get a book from the floor. She got her Van Gogh book and flipped through the pages to her current spot.

After twenty-two minutes they got the house. The house was on a hill , and they could see not only the mountains but the deserts too. The house was a skinny, two floor blue house with green shutters. The door had a golden "X" on it meaning that they did not have any signs of the virus in there house.

They walked into the house and Hannah went up to the loft in the attic. There, she would read her book and remain unaware of the man hiding in the basement. The man who would put her and Sam into a sleep where they wouldn't age, and would take them all the way to D.C, where the bombardments were getting worse and worse, and where they would be put in an underground city, and stay there for 84 years before being woken up, and then having to escape to the surface with her closeted boyfriend and her drug addict pansexual friend.