The Beginning of the End

Chapter nine

Molly, Tate and I walked hand in hand down the street passing more and more abandoned houses and cars. Passing more and more despatched bodies lying scattered on the ground. I couldn't help but stare, all these innocent people loosing their life for no good reason. I thought to myself. But maybe it was better to be out of this would than in it?!. My train of thought was interrupted by Molly lightly tapping at my shoulder. I turned to face her. Me being the oldest at sixteen, Molly was a bit shorter than me and a bit taller than Tate but she was strong and that is what mattered. "Yes?" I said blankly trying to get my train of thought back. She pointed behind us. A small group of dead (I'm going to call them bitters now) had gathered and were following not to far behind us. There were only about five or six of them. Nothing we couldn't handle right? I turned back to Molly and told her it would be all right. We weren't to worried but we quickened our pace slightly just in case.

We walked for a good couple hours until our packs started getting heavy and the sun started setting. Most of the bitters had lost interest in our little group and wandered off but one or two still remained. Tate's steps had been getting shorter I had seen and his eyes ere getting tired. I knew how tired he was and I felt bad for him. He's only ten years old. We found what we thought was an abandoned house. It was small and was already pretty hidden. Sheets had covered the windows and overgrown hedges had it mostly hidden from view of the road. I notified Molly and Tate and we turned off the road and walked down the tiny cobble path to the front door. It was open ever so slightly. With Tate and Molly behind me we entered the house. My knife was in reach so I was ready. We quickly scanned all the rooms of the house to check for any supplies, any signs of the dead and even any signs of life. We found nothing. We settled down for the night with Tate and I sharing a bed and Molly on the floor in a makeshift bed. We said our goodnights and fell asleep pretty quick.

 There weren't many sounds during the night. No disruptions, nothing. Except for a constant scratching sound coming from under the house. Maybe the basement. I didn't really worry knowing that we were all safe. I feel back into a deep sleep for the rest of the night.

I woke to shuffling footsteps walking down the hallway. Luckily it was Molly and Tate. They looked so tired as the slowly gathered some breakfast. They turned when they heard me in the doorway and grabbed an extra bowl for the abandoned shelfs. We finished our breakfast quickly and gathered our things and left once more. As we walked back up the cobble path to the small picket gate we passed the previous owners mailbox. The red thingy was up. ( I don't know what its called.) signalling something new inside. I was sure it was down the night before when we had arrived. I opened it and saw a small piece of ripped paper with something scrawny written on it.

*Jakob's POV*

I woke early this morning knowing it was my shift to put the small hand written notes in houses letterboxes hoping someone would see and come join our small group. I grabbed my old bicycle and the small envelope full of notes. I headed off hoping to find someone. I only did my block and the block next to me but they both looked pretty abandoned. I quickly shoved a note in each letterbox and put the read thing up. Hopefully some one would see; anyone. I got back to my small apartment block where my small group had been staying. I shut the gate so no bitters could get in but any wandering human could. All I did was wait all day for some one to just come by and help us through our time of misery.

* Eilish POV*

I read the small note over in my head more than once. 'IMPORTANT: Small group at Evolon Estate Apartment 21 if you are alive and can see this come and we can help each other get through this.' By the third time I had read the note my mouth was wide open. Molly had pulled the note out of my hand and is now reading it over with Tate. Their eyes looked up to mine and I saw a glimmer of hope. I thought for a moment and it was silent.

"Are we gonna go?" Molly asked breaking the silence.

Hey guys so I did some one else's POV just to try it it out. Don't know if im going to more or not but comment thoughts :) I also tried making suspense and sorry I have writers block and  I don't know what to do but I still have big plans. Yay and thanks so much for 71 reads I know its not a lot but it is for me:)

~M