Survive Or Die

Chapter 11- Kayla?

Arias POV:

Days pass with Jay looking disgusted every time he is forced to look at me. As if I repulse him. I've got to admit, it stings.

I sit on my throne, yes throne, made from branches and moss, when Andrew comes bursting in.
"Heda, there's something wrong with Kayla," He breaths.
I narrow my eyes. "Like what?" I ask suspiciously.
"Like she has gone crazy."
I stand my chair and he takes me to the tiny house.
The door swings open and I'm taken aback. It's perfectly clean... we gingerly make our way to one of the small three smalls rooms. He gives me a tight smile and carefully opens the door.
Inside is a completely different story. Clothes lay strewn across the floor, the old blankets and pillows are bunched up in one side of the room and what I assume to have been a dresser is tipped over on its side with various holes and broken boards. Sitting in the corner, her hands wrapped tightly around her knees, is Kayla. She's shaking, her eyes large and red with black bruises underneath. Her arms and legs, or what I can see of them, are covered in scratches and small cuts.
We rush to her side immediately and she responds with a vacant stare. "Kayla?" I ask softly.
She screams suddenly, causing us to jump back in surprise. "D-Dead," she stutters. "A-All dead!" And she goes back to trembling before letting out a startling screech. "N-No! Nula!" She screams and starts frantically thrashing. "Nula!"
"Hold her down," I order Andrew. We grab her thrashing limbs and pin her to the ground. "Whats wrong with her?" I ask.
He shrugs. "She's been like this for days, well, not as bad. She had nightmares for a few days before giving up on sleep entirely. Not to mention that shes locked herself in her room all day and I barely get to see her. She's been... angry too. I asked if she wanted some food and she snapped at me. Don't even know why to be honest."
The first thought that came to mind slips from my mouth. "PTSD," I instantly say. When I get a confused look I continue. "Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Anger, mood swings, social isolation, nightmares, flashbacks and insomnia." He tilts his head quizzicality. "I went to medical school."
"So she's crazy?"
I hesitate for a second. "To an extent..."
"What do I do then?"
"Uhhh... keep her moving, exercising. We can't be absolutely sure of what's triggering it or what actually happen but don't force her to talk. She must get enough sleep and a healthy diet. Help her stay relaxed and let her think she has taken the lead. I'll check back in a few days," I order, wracking my brain for more but coming up empty. "I'll be back in a few days," I repeat. I give Kayla one last nervous glance before turning and marching from the house. Great, I think. Just what I need.

The day is spent speeding around and looking after pretty much everyone that can't think for themselves. Then there's the distant rumble and moans that, by now, are all too familiar. My eyes widen and my head snaps towards the noise. Flesh Eaters.
There must be over fifty and they all look pretty pissed. Guess they want their home back. "Everyone!" I yell, quickly getting their attention. "We have visitors and they look mad. Grab a weapon and ready yourselves!" I order. The scene immediately changes from one of calm and helpfulness to one of chaos and distress. "Weapons! Weapons!" I shout and grab my own gun that's slung across my back. A few more people arrive as the first Flesh Eaters enter Gonplei territory. I fire a few bullets but they keep coming. There are shouts and screams which I'm only able to register as I'm slammed onto my back. I glare at the disgusting creature and reach for my gun but it's too far. Looks like I'll be doing this the old fashion way... I think bitterly and slam my elbow into the things face. It doesn't even flinch but starts reaching for my face, tearing as if it wants the skin removed. I wrestle the thing so I'm on top and hold it, by its throat, to the ground. I reach around until I find a sharp stick and, with all my strength, jam the stick into the Flesh Eaters forehead. I climb off and survey the area.
It's utter chaos.
I snatch my gun and fire it into the head of a Flesh Eater tearing at some young girls throat. She gives me a grateful look before her she gasps, her muscles contracting. Her eyes widen and a small trail of blood flows from the corner of her mouth. "Help m-" is all she gets out before her limp body falls to the ground and the life slowly leaves her eyes.
I stand there, dazed, for a while longer. I may have have killed monsters but I've never seen a girl, a child, be killed in front of my eyes.
Sure I've killed humans; but not children.
I clench my jaw and fire straight between the monsters eyes, a sickly smirk on its face.
"Help!" I hear the desperate cry. "Someone! Help me!" I spin around and start shoving my way to the frantic screams. I watch as a boy, no older than fifteen, has his arm bitten by a Flesh Eater with cold, hard eyes.
I fire into the Flesh Eaters brain and bolt to the boys side. He lays shrieking on the ground while clutching his arm where the skin has managed to go flakey and dead. I fiddle with my earring, trying to get it off, when I feel the familiar sting of claws against my back. I whirl around, slamming my fist into the monsters throat. It shrieks and reaches for me again but I kick it straight in the stomach.
I'm too preoccupied with this Flesh Eater that I almost don't hear the blood curdling scream. Sure, there are lots of blood curdling screams right now, but this one is familiar.
This one is Jay.
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Hi readers.
Ok ok ok I'm sorry. I've been super super occupied with school, my Mums new baby (yayy) and one of best friends have recently died.
I'm also sorry for the short chapter but, as I said, I've been busy and was debating whether to do this now or later.
I'll also do one last short chapter on Archer but that will be it I'm pretty sure.
Aria- 27
Celia- 27
Also, more people will die in part two of this chapter but thats just how many have died so far.
I want to say sorry again and thanks for putting up with me and still reading :)
Love you all so much (not even kidding) xxx