Crafting Dead: Love stops for no one

Chapter 2: My Beginning

(YN) = Your Name

(LN) = Last Name

(GT) = Gun Type

(EC) = Eye Color

(HC) = Hair Color

(HL) = Hair Length

(SC) = Skin Color

(N) = Nickname
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      Your POV

   Today was the first day of fall. The air isn't as crisp and cool as it usually would have been to greet the new season. Not much has changed around here. Red has been busy with the strong hold these days. It will be a month till our one year anniversary.

We met when everything all started. We were both struggling to survive, barely able to get any food for ourselves, then we met each other. Our first encounter wasn't the best way to commemorate the start of a relationship but that didn't matter at the time.

I had just left my family at that time. They weren't the best of people and only had violent ways. Even before the apocalypse.

We were a family of five. It was me, my father, mother, brother, and sister who were twins. My mother had passed away five year prior, nothing good came out of it.

She was a scientist and loved her work. Not as much as us though. She would spend almost all of her free time with us. Which she rarely got because of her type of work. She never mind though. We were her priority, we were a family.

Until the day something went wrong in my mother's lab unit. They said and infection had spread killing ninety seven percent of the scientist in my mothers unit, including her.

That day Jonah, Lilly, and I waited for mom. We waited for her to come through the door. To be greeted by her warm hugs and kisses. The dinner that we would all have together where we talked about our day. Where we told her about the crazy stuff dad did during the day. All that changed with just a ring of the phone.

Dad was in the living room, reading the paper before he answered the phone. I remember he was on the phone for awhile. He just replied into the phone with yes's and no's. Each response revealing more of his voice cracking. Eventually he hung up the phone, his head dropped.

He then fixed his posture and made his way to the kitchen. I told Jonah and Lilly to stay by the door and went to go talk to my father. When I stepped into the kitchen, I saw dad at the oven turning it on. Two empty beer bottles stand to the side of him, one beer bottle was half way empty in his hand.

"Dad? What are you doing?".

"I'm starting dinner (N)" he replied.

"But we always wait for mom to come first. So we can cook together".

"And why are you drinking beer. You only drink on the weekends".

"(YN), please. Not right now" he said through his teeth.

"Are we at least going to bake the cake w..."

     I get cut off by my dad slapping me down the the ground with a thud. My hand flew to my check stained with a red hand print.

"Your mothers gone! Dead! Can't you understand that" he screamed in my face.

    I flinched, which resulted me to uncover my red and swollen cheek. Once he had seen what he done he had regret written on his face. He was about to say something, when Jonah and Lilly walked into the kitchen. They looked concerned and it definitely had turned to worry once they saw I was on the ground with dad standing over me. They were about to come run up to me, when I stopped them.