Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man in a Zombie Apocalypse. Days 201-400

Day 370: Thursday 31st August 2017 18:42

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Day 370
Thursday 31st August 2017 18:42

The only eventful thing that happened today was a long discussion about whether we should stay here in the pub or whether we should move on that was fraught with heated disagreements.

We talked about this for quite a without coming to any sort of agreement. I was all for moving on. "We've got three vehicles, a few weapons and a decent amount of food," I said, "I think we're in a strong position to leave." "Have you been sniffing the Febreeze?" said Trudy, "I've got two kids in case you forgot and I can't be running around out there with my bad back and that's with or without a couple of infants." "There's more chance of you and your kids surviving if we leave this place," I said. "Come on Nanna," said TJ, "You don't know that." "Luke knows what he's talking about," said Mike. "Oh Mike, climb out of his arse for two minutes will you?" said Trudy. "You what?" said an angry sounding Mike. "Let's not starting arguing," said Naomi, "We're just talking about our options." "We don't have any options," said Trudy, "We can't leave here with two babies and four dogs." Trudy then started pointing at Auntie Meryl. "And that's before we even start talking about what we're going to do with that old biddy." "Oi," I firmly said, "You're getting nasty now." "And you're getting stupid," said Trudy, "Living up a tree with Mike has sent you round the twist." "Trudy," I firmly said, "Those ACROBAT tw*ts surrounded this place with human flesh and led a load of infected to us. They wanted us dead." "Why would they wants us dead though?" asked Mike. "Oh I don't know," I sarcastically said to Mike, "Maybe it's because you and Mike killed one of their agents and we kidnapped the other one." "There's those drone things out there," said TJ, "You don't know that we'll definitely be safe out there." "No," I said, "But what I do know is that me, Mike and the twins nearly died here the other day. Trudy, your kids aren't safe here." "Yes they are," said Trudy, "Like you said we've got food and weapons, and if the ACROBAT people think the infected got us then they won't be coming back here will they?" "You don't know that," I said to Trudy, "They might be on their way back here right now to finish us off." "And they might not be," said Trudy, "This is all guess work. All I know is that we're safe in here and we're not safe out there." "There's a mad woman underneath a cabin in the woods out there," I said, pointing towards the woods, "She could come here, break in, kill us all and nick our stuff." "Don't be stupid," said Trudy, "Mary wouldn't do that." "Yeah well I didn't think she'd shoot a guy dead in front of us or threaten to kill me over a tin of beans," I said, "But she did." "Yeah, well it's your fault she turned into some mad, feral, warrior woman," snapped Trudy, "You sent her away." "What did you want us to do?" I snapped, "Let her stay and keep hanging around with all the kids. She's a child sex offender you f*cking stupid cow." "What did you just call me?" snapped Trudy. "OK, stop it, just knock this off," said a firm Naomi, "We don't need to talk about Mary, we need to make a decision about what we're going to do. Luke you want to leave, Trudy you want to stay. Lindon, what about you?" We all turned round and looked at Lindon who was sat in the corner of the room eating a tin of hot dogs. He gave us all a nervous and uncertain stare with his mouth crammed full of processed meat. "Oh God, don't bother asking him," said Trudy, "One, he hardly ever f*cking speaks and two, he'll go wherever there's food." "Lindon, what do you think?" I asked. "What about?" asked Lindon. "He's not even f*cking listening," snapped Trudy. "We're talking about whether we should stay here or leave," I said, "What do you think we should do?" "I just wants us to find Mia and all stay together," said Lindon. "I don't know why you're bothering asking him," said Trudy, "I could push a sh*t out of my arse, put two sticky eyes on it, plonk it on the table and you'd get more sense out of that than you would him, plus my sh*t wouldn't eat as much food as he does and it would smell better." "God, Trudy," said Naomi, "Will you shut up?" "Well I want to leave," said Courtney, "But not until we've found Sophie and Josh." "And how are we going to do that goth girl?" asked TJ. "Well we can drive around and keep looking for them, d*ckhead," snapped Courtney. "Oh yeah," said TJ, sarcastically, "Just casually stroll around the area looking for all these people that are probably dead already. How long do we do that for?" "Well how long do we stay here for?" I asked. "Look," snapped Courtney, pointing at Trudy, "She's got her kids. I want mine." "You should have thought of that before you gave them up then shouldn't you, you freaky mosher?" snapped Trudy. "Goth," said Courtney. Trudy looked at TJ with a shocked expression. "She just tell me to f*ck off?" she said. "I said I'm a Goth," snapped Courtney, "Anyway I'm not going to take sh*t from a chavy b*tch who leaves her kids outside in apocalypse and didn't even know who the father was." "You left your kid outside on some church steps you thick slag!" "OK, just calm down," I said. "Sally told us what a trouble causer you were," Trudy to Courtney, "No wonder she wanted you away from those poor babies." "Stop fighting!" shouted Mike, "Why can't we all just be nice with each other?" "Nice with each other!?" exclaimed Trudy, "Coming from a guy who killed his own sister and one of our friends." "Was Alex our friend?" said TJ, "I thought he was a bit of a tosser." "Let's just stop this," said Naomi, "There's no point is going over what happened in the past." "You would say that wouldn't you," snapped Courtney. "What does that mean?" asked Naomi. "You know what it means," said Courtney, "You gave away your own kid so you try and steal mine, and then you just give her up when you've had enough." "That's not what happened," said Naomi, "And I didn't steal her off you. You dumped her, remember?" "This is getting us nowhere," I said, "This is important. We shouldn't be arguing. We're deciding whether we should leave this place or go somewhere else, not whether we should chocolate biscuits or plain digestives."

Raised voices, frayed tempers, b*tchy comments and heated arguments continued for a while. Nothing was agreed, no plan was formed and I think we ended up with more who didn't get on with each other, compared to people that did. TJ and Trudy definitely wanted to stay, and Naomi and Courtney (even though they were bickering with each other) said they wanted to look for Amelia/Sophie before leaving the immediate area. I don't know if Mike or Lindon wanted to stay or go. After the arguments came to a natural end everyone stormed off in opposite directions. I looked at Auntie Meryl with an exhausted look, feeling tired and frustrated. She was reading an old magazine and hadn't contributed to the discussions. "Well what do you think we should do?" I asked. "Well," said Auntie Meryl, "I've been thinking about this and I've come to a conclusion. I really think you should have plain digestives because they have less calories in don't they? Mind you, you have to let your hair down once in a while, so if you fancy a chocolate biscuit every now and then, it can't do too much harm can it? As long as you don't have too many. No one likes a fatty." I shook my head in disbelief and walked off.

I can't believe that we tried to have a serious discussion about our future and that we just ended up arguing and bickering with each other. Maybe we can try and discuss the matter again tomorrow but the way I'm feeling now I don't feel very hopeful.