Guns & Arrows

Chapter 1 - CRAP

(Note: This is before the Apocalypse)

"Mom?" I said while I'm running down of the stairs, I go straight to the kitchen to find her but she's not here. I wonder if dad knows, but to my knowledge I knew he doesn't care.

I step outside and feel the fresh air to my skin. "I missed this." I said and close my eyes and do some stretching.

After a minutes I get inside and saw my dad on the sala, snoring.

I sighed and walk up to his side. "Dad." I tried to wake him up. "Dad." I said a little louder, he open his eyes and look up at me immediately. "What do you want?!" he hissed at me.

"Where's mom? Did you saw her? She's not in her room." I said to him, "I don't care about her. Can I sleep now?" he asks me irritated, I started to walk and look back at him, "if you can sleep for the rest of your life, do it." I said to him, but he's already back at sleep.

I roll my eyes and continue walking up again to my room.

I slam my body back to the bed and took a deep breath. I was starting to fall back to sleep when my phone started ringing. "This is Allison, and make sure this is important." I groan over the line, my eyes still close.

"We got the job!!!!" she said over the line. I open my eyes quickly and sit up. "Seriously?" I ask Apple again, my best friend.

"Yes!!" she squeals over the line, "Oh can you please stop shouting?" I hiss at her. She stop for a second and I waited for her to shout again.

"I can't believe it! Oh my God, we're going to work at CDC...." She shouted and I pull my phone away from my ears for a moment and pull it back again.

"I'm going to check my e-mail first, I need to confirm it." I said and get my laptop and turn it on, "I'm sure of that Allison. You? Failing that? You're the top of the class, don't doubt it." She said to me.

I sighed and nod, "Okay okay. But I'm going to check whatever you say. Buh-byee..." I said and hung up the phone.

I smile at myself when I finished reading the e-mail. We're starting on Monday, it's Saturday now.

Only one day left. Well, the CDC is not far away from this town I can go home every night and check out mom.

Speaking of mom, I stood up and run downstairs when I heard her in the kitchen, "Where did you go?" I ask her while I kissed and hug her, "Did some groceries, we're out and the stocks are not getting good." She said to me and smile.

"I have some news." I told her while I sit down and put my chin on my hands.

She looks at me confused, "CDC accepted my application. Apple too, so I think I'm stuck with her again." I chuckle and smile to my mom.

Her eyes got bigger and run to hug me. "Congratulations! I know you can do it both." She said as she pulls off the hug. "Thank you mom. I'm going home every night to check on you. Don't you worry" I look at her eyes, she smiled at me and shook her head.

She walked back to finish to put the groceries, "I'm okay Allison. Don't mind me this time. You did so much for me, and I want you to focus on this. This is your dream." She told me.

I sighed "I'm not sure about that." I told her and I look down, "Hey hey..." she said and I look up. "Chin up Allison. I'm sure you can do it." She courage me and smile up to me, I can't help but to smile and nod at her.

I helped mom to unpack and put the groceries on the shelf earlier. I can tell she was very happy for me. I am watching the television here in our kitchen while my mom cooks for our dinner.

"Where's the dinner? I'm hungry." I heard dad take the chair and he slam his hand on the table, "Emma! I said where's the dinner?!" he shouted making mom jump a little. "Don't you see? Mom still cooking!" I shouted at him when I stood beside mom. She looks at me pleading for me to stop. Dad glare at me "It's nearly cook, wait for 5 minutes." Mom said quickly to him to get his attention.

I heard him groan and he stood up and walk away from the door. He slammed it hard and I can't help but to roll my eyes and give mom a reassuring squeeze to her shoulder.

The dinner came and dad still not here, we finished our food and mom looks so worried, "Mom, get some sleep. I'm not letting him to hit you again. I'm gonna wash this and sleep after." I told her but she ignores me.

"Mom. He's just out there, maybe drowning his self with an alcohol or some drugs." I said and stood irritated, I can't help but to feel anger for my dad.

He always treats my mom like a crap, sometimes hitting her when he's high or drunk. But he only hit mom, he never put a hand on me.

That's why I stood up for mom every time that'll happen. I don't even know what's his problem with mom. She didn't do anything.

And him? He's just a worthless drug addict but he always think that he makes us alive, that he produces money. And that is completely wrong.

I manage to work at the age of 15, faking all of my papers of course. While I'm studying I'm working.

Mom got angry when she figured it, but after some time she did understood me.

I manage to study as a doctor; I know it was a struggle and hell at first since we got no money. But I started applying on some scholarships that I found and I got lucky.

I am always at the top of my class, hoping dad give a damn about it and make a change.

But who I am fooling with? Of course he don't care about my grades, he cares about the money, sometimes he'll get my tuition fee at my room and he'll buy some drugs and alcohol and I can't do anything about it, so I just cry for a night and then tomorrow double time on my work.

I used to work at the fast food chains, parlor, bar as a waitress not a stripper, clinics because since I was six I want to be a good doctor, and a lot of works just to finish my school.

Everyone thinks I have a happy life, but deep inside I am broke. Broken by the man I thought that love me. Broken by the man I thought that I had his back every time that I'll screw up. Richard Myers, my dad. I just wanted a normal life, a happy family, a COMPLETE family, the family that goes out when Sunday came, you know? But I think God has a better plan for me.

I sighed and walk up to my room, locking it. I sit down and get the box under my bed.

I know my anxiety doesn't let me to take any sleep right now. I sighed and get the box to my table and open it. I smile to myself as I hold one of my guns.

Yes I have gunS. One shotgun, pistol, hand gun and a revolver that my mom gave me on my 18th birthday. I take the hand gun and take the things apart.

I must say I inherit my likings for guns from my dad. Yep, he loved these things too.

I manage to buy it from my savings, I'm afraid when I was a little kid to borrow or to get some from my dad. So I decided to save some money then to buy it.

I sighed and take back the parts of it and I check my ammo, I was full of ammo though, I don't know but I'm always keep buying some when I saw some gun store in the street.

I hid my guns under my bed again and collapsed on my bed.

I close my eyes thinking again of my life. CRAP is perfect.