Morning comes before I truly realize, Jasper waking me from my slumber. I can feel him nudging me, calling my name, but yet I don't want to move. Not until that little face comes into view. The soft little smile that I have grown to love. I can see him now, arms stretched out above him. Not until then does my eyes spring open, the sight of Jasper in front of me.
"Well, good morning sleepy head." He says, walking over to the fire place. The sound of crackling and metal on metal as I sit up from my sleeping position.
"What time is it?" I ask, rubbing my eyes as I yawn lightly. My body still felt weak, and a little sore from sleeping on a couch. But I couldn't complain at the moment.
"Time to get moving. But, we'll eat first." He tells me, walking over with a plate in hand. "Here. Eat." The plate is in my lap when I look down. Eggs and bacon present.
"Where'd you'd get this?"
"Found it in the fridge. Power isn't out yet. So, I though why not. No one else is going to eat it."
And that's when it set in. We were alone. We have not seen a single soul. Looking up to Jasper and back at my plate, I sigh. What does that mean for Lucas?
"I meant,.. " Jasper begins, but I stop him.
"No, I know what you meant." My voice sounds harsh, although I didn't mean it to. I just couldn't think of anything else besides the fact that he is alive.
"Let's just get ready to go. We've been here long enough." I begin to eat my breakfast that was prepared for me. The quicker we are, the quicker we can get on the road.
Moments pass, I having already finished my food and changed my clothes. The sight of the blood stains racking my nerves everytime I glance at them. With everything ready, I search for the keys to the car out front. The only source, I open the front door and carefully make my way out onto the front porch. Seeing the dead body still in its spot, I squat down and hesitantly search her pockets.
"Yes." I cheer silently as I pull a set of keys from her back pocket. Not having to do as much work as I hoped. "Got 'em!" Exclaiming as I walk back inside, seeing Jasper getting the last of his things ready to go. Spotting the shovel next to the stairs, I grab it quickly.
"Hell yeah. Let's go." He says, throwing his bag over his shoulder, and grabbing the duffel bag full of food. I look around the place one last time before closing the door behind us. Nothing was left behind, our things were all accounted for. It was like we were never here.
Maybe we shouldn't have been.
Descending the stairs, I carry the shovel in my hands to the jeep. The doors open with ease as we throw our bags into the open back seat. The grey color jeep sat under an oak tree, casting a light shade over Jasper and I as I jump into the driver seat. Sliding the key in, I crank the engine. The jeep roars to life, the gas reading half full.
"Ready?" I ask, looking over towards the passenger seat. Seeing Jasper place the seat belt around him, I do the same.
"Yep. Let's get going." He tells me, offering me a smile as I change the gear to reverse. Pressing the gas only slightly, I back up and put it in drive. Pulling onto the small dirt road, I keep my eyes on up front as I drive. From my peripheral, I can see Jasper begin to play with the radio yet again. "Getting anything?"
"Nah." I hear him say I stop at the edge of the dirt road, the stop sign wielding me to do so. "Wait." With my foot on the gas, I listen as words pour from the speakers.
"This is a nation wide broadcast. Please, do not panic. Stay in your homes."
"Fuck.." I mumble, shaking my head. Pressing the gas, I take a right onto the main road.
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Where It Lies
Mystery / ThrillerClara; clear, bright "This is not the way my third shift is suppose to go." Travel along with Clara Price, a twenty-four year old mother on a journey in a post-apocalyptic world to find her five year old son after a virus ripples through the country...