The Soulless

Chapter 8

"Please, no Evelyn." I heard Brent say. I couldn't open my eyes or do anything, I was paralyzed.

"Brent I felt her pulse, she is alive!" Amara assured him.

"She said the soulless were just horrible people! Not Zombies!" she added.

"We didn't want to overwhelm you, I mean for goodness sake! You were almost killed!"

"The truth would have been the best!"

"How so?"

"I would have been prepared!"

I finally got some strength, "Please, stop fighting," I moaned.

"Evelyn!" they both exclaimed. I'm sure Phoebe would've said it too if she could talk.

"Your alive!" Brent laughed. A tear escaped from his eye and landed on my hand.

"Stop," I laughed.

"Stop what?"

"Crying."

He bent down and kissed my lips.

"Can you open your eyes?" he asked.

I moaned as I slowly tried to flutter my eyes open, it worked. I squinted at the light.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"Oh, um, heheh, three days." he told me.

I sat myself up and examined my surroundings.

I gained more strength and stood up. I walked over to the bag and got out a can of peaches, when I saw them...

"Oh not again..."