To Find A Shelter

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Izzy's POV:
Day 4

"I'm sorry.." I mumble to Justin, he cocks his eyebrow and gives me a puzzled look- as I go to explain everything I hear something slam from inside of the kitchen.

Soon Della's voice is booming over the whole house, "You know what Vena?! All you have been doing this whole trip is complaining 'bout how bad and how horrible people are acting. But not once have you thought of what they're going through!"

There's a pause in their argument, I glance over at Justin- hoping that he maybe her understood why Della was shouting at our friends.

"Imagine if you had a family member just die all of the sudden with no warning and you couldn't do anything about it! Y'know what come with me!" She continues, I hear a chair squeak across the old tile flooring as it's pushed out way too fast, "Now we are going to see a person who just lost her sister and just watched her best friend die! Oh and one more thing she was stabbed in her side and can barely walk! But guess what you're doing?! You're sulking around thinking that you shouldn't be treated this way."

I close my eyes, praying that by some chance Della was talking about someone else- although I knew she was speaking of me.

"I was mentioned?" I ask quietly as soon as I open my eyes again. Della is holding onto Vena's arm as tight as she possibly could.

"Izzy, tell her what happened last night! Tell her everything!" Della commands, my heart drops at the mentioning of last night. Just those two words force me to relive everything from Shaylee's death to Cameron's, to first learning there was someone out here killing us to finding out who it was. Those two words force me to remember it all.

"E-Everything?" I ask, my voice cracking. I watch as Della mouths the word 'everything' again before I hesitate to tell them what happened only a few hours ago.

"Last night, Cam, Nolan and I snuck out into the woods because Cameron and I were too stupid- too afraid to tell Nolan the truth about Michal's death... We lied and told him we thought that maybe he was still alive. Cameron died because of it... Nolan and I tried to run but obviously I didn't get away in time." I tell them, motioning at the bandages bound around my torso.

"The man who killed Cam, Cosby, he was going to kill me as well but he stopped..." I look over at Justin- trying my hardest not to break eye contact, I inhale deeply before continuing on telling everyone the nightmare from last night, "Someone stopped him, Eugena... She stopped him... She acted like she'd kill me, but she left me with only a wound... But she has killed, she killed Michal... Cosby. He told me so..."

Justin already somber face falls more at the mention of his older sister, I feel my heart break a little bit more as I look up at everyone else. I look over at Nolan, his face shows an identical sorrow- almost everyone's does.

I look back up at Della as Vena starts speaking again, "Wow, that must be awful. I bet you feel really bad right now. I mean losing a brother and now your sister.."

Justin glares at her before getting up and hobbling down the hall to his shared room. I shake my head at Vena as she shrugs and turns away- everyone but Della at her heels.

We stay there, in silence until I finally remember the journal; "Did you tell Wesley about the book?"

Della looks at me blankly for a second before nodding. "Did he say anything about what we are going to do?" I ask, she shakes her head no.

"We need to get everything together and plan what we are going to do next... We can't wait here and just die..." I mumble,  "That's not what God has planned for us.."

At least... I hope that's not what He's planned...

She nods and bolts off to her brother's bedroom, I push myself up off of the ground- deciding to go and follow her, but before I can she's already telling everyone in the kitchen to meet up in the living room. They all file out, actually listening to Della for what seems like the first time ever.

I look around at them as Justin and Wesley leave their room to join our little circle. I quickly sit down beside Della on the couch I fell asleep on, not wanting to be the only one standing.

We sit there awkwardly until finally Wesley speaks up, "Right... Okay, so we've had... A few troubles lately... And of course that is difficult to process..." He starts to tell us, stopping only to grab onto Justin's shoulder and squeezing it.

I keep my head in my hands as Wesley drones on with his rushed plan, hoping that by doing so once I look up again I'll be back in real life. That I'd be back home, arguing with Shaylee and Cameron as we all rushed to get to church in time for Youth that night.

Sadly, my trick doesn't work and when I finally look up Wesley is just finishing his seemingly endless speech.

"...10:30AM, we meet back in the living room at 11:30AM. Got it?"

Everyone nods before springing into action. Vena and Veronica fly down the hall into their bedroom as Della calls Nolan over to help her move the dresser away from the basement door.

Maggie and Wesley disappeared into the kitchen- probably packing up the little amount of food we had left before working on packing their own things.

I look over at Justin as he fiddles with the strings of his shoe laces. I slide off of the couch and sit down beside him, looking over at his frowning face.

"I'm sorry Justin..." I whisper to him, no other words come to my mind, "I'm really, really sorry."

He stays silent for only a second before bursting into a million questions, "Where'd she go? Why did she kill Michal? Has she hurt anyone else? Has-"

"Justin... I don't know... I didn't have enough time to interview her..."

He frowns but nods, "Right, right.. I'm sorry.."

"I wish that I knew the answers too.." He nods slowly, "We all do..."

"If only she were here, right now, then I could ask her why she was doing this..." He mumbles, finally turning to look at me, "I could figure out everything about that Cosby guy..."

"I don't think she wanted to do this Justin... She may have been forced or... I don't know..."

He nods, "I hope that's the case."

We sit there in silence until Maggie and Wesley walk back into the living room, Wesley smiles at us before walking into his room- probably going to pack his bag before helping out with everyone else's things.

Maggie sits down in front of Justin and I, "Right so here's the plan, Wesley and I'll help you guys get new bandages and all that because they're looking a bit dirty already... Then I'll help Izzy get her things ready to go; Wesley'll help you Justin. Then if we have time left we'll all-"

She's cut off by a ruckus downstairs, she groans before turning to look at the basement door; "Vena, Veronica. I swear if that's you guys being loud I will not hesitate to-"

Once again Maggie is cut off mid-sentence, but this time rather than the sound of something falling over it's by the sound of two gunshots going off simultaneously.

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hello everyone, izzy here!

i hope you like this chapter- and this book! della and i have recently discovered that we have spent SIX MONTHS writing this, so to everyone reading happy six months-iversary! please don't forget to vote, comment and share!

bye for now, your friend (for the past six months), @qwert_y

{PS: pew pew ;)}

{PPS: thanks cameron for helping me finish this chapter :)}

{PPPS: he made me put that.}