You Don't Know Me

You Don't Have To Worry About Me

6 Months Later

Blake's POV

Carl, Carol, Judith and I have been staying in a cabin we found a few months ago.  It's in the middle of nowhere, which is good because odds are there won't be much people stumbling around it.  The cabin is also filled with cabinets of canned food.  It also has a stream with fresh drinking water nearby.  So, we've made a home out of it.

Since we've came here, I've been thinking a lot more about Limington.  But more specifically, mom.  I just don't want her to be upset or to blame herself for me leaving.  There's a part of me that wants to go back, just to make sure that everything's ok back there.  But I know I can't go back.  Not as long as I have Carl with me.  It's too dangerous for him, and Carol and Judith too.  I can't put them at risk.

I was currently out walking towards the stream to gathering water for all of us.  When I reach the stream I start filling up the bottles with water.  Once I'm done, I put the bottles into my bag and was about to leave.  But before I do I hear a noise coming towards me.  I quickly take my bag and duck down behind a bush.  I peak out to see what it was and I see a man walking towards the stream.  I see him start to fill a bottle with water, so I take out my gun and get out from behind the bush and aim it at the man.

"Drop the bottle and put your hands up!"  I ordered the man while aiming my gun.

The man nervously looks up at me and drops the bottle.  He then stands up and puts his hands in the air.

"Please."  The man said.  "I don't want any trouble."

"Shut up."  I said aiming my gun.  "What are you doing?"

"I just needed some water."  The man told me.  "Nothing else."

"I don't believe you."  I told him.

Then I see my gun get knocked out of my and a knife is being held against my throat.  I watch the man smile and laugh as he picks up his bottle.

"You were right not to."  The woman said who was holding the knife to my throat.

"So, here's what's going to happen."  The man said walking over to me.  "You are going to take us back to wherever you're from, and then we'll take whatever we want.  Do you understand?"

"I was thinking of something a little more different."  I told them.

I take my arm and elbow the woman with the knife in the stomach.  That made her drop the knife and I catch it with my other hand before it hits the ground.  I take the knife and throw it at the man and it stabs him in the chest and he falls to the ground.  I then get on the ground and pick up my gun and aim it at the woman. 

"You wouldn't kill a woman, would you?"  She asked me.