This Chapter was written by me.
After Grace walked off I stood up and picked up Alex, Carrying her corpse in my arms. I walked back to where we found Rose and started thinking to myself.
I was sad that Alex was dead. I truly was, but I suppressed the emotion and didn’t show. Grace is probably pissed but at this point I mean who wouldn't be? After arriving in the Cereal aisle, I quickly checked Rose’s mother for anything thing important, I found a cuddly toy. Most likely belonging to Rose. I quickly stuffed it in one of my pockets before moving Alex’s and Rose’s mother's body out onto the Tarmac. I managed to salvage 4 Jerry cans from a nearby petrol station. I used 2 of them to cover the 2 bodys. I then looked around for a decently large stick, and found one. Wrapping some tissue round the top, I doused it in petrol and got out a lighter, I lit the top of the twig, and quickly threw it on the 2 body's. Both erupted into flames. I saw Alex's bag melt and disappear into the Tarmac.
I suddenly felt my cheeks get wet. It didn’t take me long to realise I was crying.
“Fuck” I cursed to myself, memories of when my family died started to surface. I remember seeing their bodies be thrown onto a Funeral Pyre where the rest of the dead were burned. I remember sitting on the cold stone crying, and then someone put their hand on my shoulder. The hand belonged to Grace. Since then we’ve been there for each other since. Turning on my heel I went to grab the Jerry cans and I hid them in a bush. After doing so, I started to walk back.
“Your a failure” someone said. I spun round, there was no-one there.
“Great.” I muttered to myself, “Your back.”
“You failed Grace and upset her.” The voice said “You failed Grace like you failed your parents and soon She’ll die too and it will be all your fault"
The voice said stuff like that the entire trip. When I got back to our camp I yelled out “I’m back!” and went upstairs to grab my sleeping bag. When I walked in I saw Grace lying on the bed cuddling Harō.
“Oh...hi David…” she said quietly
“Hi Grace" My voice now monotone. I heard Grace roll over and gasp when she saw I had been crying.
“David? Are...you ok?”
“I’m fine” I lied, unclipping my sleeping bag “Just tired. I’ll be sleeping downstairs if you need me" and I walked out. Not before Grace grabbed my arm.
“David you don't cry when you tired, were...you crying at the funeral..?”
“...Yes…” I croaked, my voice broke “It reminded me of when my Family died, and I watched as their corpses were thrown onto a Funeral pyre.” Tears started to fall down my cheeks.
Grace looked at me for another second before pulling me into a hug.
“God. David I'm so sorry…”
“Don't be. It's not your fault.” I croaked again “ It's mine. For not helping them faster” I returned Graces embrace and cried into her shoulder.
“Stop blaming yourself” she said “there was nothing you could have done” Grace rubbed my back in a comforting manner.
I quickly dried my face and left her embrace “Ok. To be honest I am actually really tired so I am just gonna go to sleep. I’ll be downstairs if you need me”
“Wait. David...could you stay with me…?” Grace said with a red tint on her face
“Sure thing" I smiled and threw my sleeping bag over to my stuff “Lets get some sleep before Rose says otherwise” I chuckled.
Grace did a small smile
“Ok”
We both curled up in the double bed, and spooned. We fell asleep and managed to get a few hours of slumber before we got awoken.
Bye.
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Over the Horizon
Ficção CientíficaA couple of years in the Future, David (Me) and Grace (Boozitron) try to survive the Apocalyspe. Read on as they have there ups and downs. But most importantly, Read as they go Over the Horizon.
