Here Without Choice: Book 1

Chapter One: Before everything happened

Authors note:

I do not own any of the AMC characters. This story is pretty much all made up. It does not follow the t.v. series directly. I thought that would be to original.

*Edited*

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Before Apocalypse

I, Hazel Bunker, am 23 years old with two siblings that need my help. When I was 15, my mother had passed away. Everybody in the family mourned for a while. That is what you are supposed to do right.  Eventually,  my siblings and I got over it and moved on. My siblings leave the house all the time and go to the woods and I did not blame them for doing so. I, myself, have to work a lot because of our father. 

Our father never got over my mother's death. He would drink all day and night. When you did not listen to him he would have a fit and do something stupid it could be anywhere from throwing something at the wall or beating my siblings, me or anyone who walked through that door.

There was one night about a month ago when I had come home from work my siblings were in their rooms doing there normal and reading because we were a low-income family and could not afford many electronics. Dad had asked me to get a beer for him and I had told him no he didn't need anymore. He had gotten out of his chair and took his belt off and walked over to me. He pushed me against the wall and took his belt and hit me on the back with his belt. The first hit was not so bad but, as he kept hitting me with it tears began to roll down my cheeks. I did not dare to make a sound when I was crying because the more noise I made the worse I got it. Towards the end of the beating at least I think it is close to the end I feel hot liquid running down my back I was like great not this again.

Eventually, I had escaped from him and went and hid in the closet behind all the clothes. The reason why I hid there was because he was too drunk to look behind anything. Once he had calmed down and went back to his chair I came out from my hiding spot and went to the bathroom. I had closed the door and took off my shirt to examine the fresh wounds. All you could see was Dark purple lines and blood all over my back. I grabbed a rag from the cabinet and got it wet so I could clean off all the blood. Once I was done with that I fully examined the wound. My whole back was bruised some spots darker then others the darker spots were the lines from where the belt hit and the lighter colored spots I do not know where they came from.

I had walked out the bathroom and into my room to put a new shirt on because my other one was all bloody. I grabbed another shirt and turned around and Isabelle was sitting there. She had looked at me with a sad look on her face and said he got you again, didn't he? I said he did but at least it is not you or your brother being hit and do me a favor when I'm gone stay as far away as you can because I don't want you hurt anymore and eventually I will get you guys out of here. 

That was pretty much all that had happened that night when I came home. But from that night on almost every night, I would take my siblings to my friend Glenn's house. Glenn was an Asian guy he was the same age as me. Glenn helped me take care of my siblings he would feed them play with them gave them junk food all the time. In my head all the time I would think I'm glad my siblings are happy. 

Since we pretty much stayed at Glenn's all the time he told us we could move in. Isabelle and Noah shared a room and I got my own room. Most nights I would cry myself to sleep because all I wanted was to have my mom back. But I knew that would never happen. I had to be super thankful towards Glenn for everything that he has done. 

One morning I had woke up and gone and watched the news. There was some disease going around that was not curable. It caused people too to turn crazy and try and eat each other. But I kinda just blew it off and thought it was fake news. The news people recommended people to evacuate to the cities. But nobody listened because we all thought it was fake.

But within the next week, there was a major outbreak in the next town over it was slowly starting to spread to our town. I went to work one morning everything was perfect and now I cant do anything because there is a bunch of flesh-eating monsters everywhere. I know idea what to do. I went back into my work and grabbed the knife and gun that we kept behind the counter in case of an emergency.

I walked back outside into the death valley. I quickly but quietly made it back to Glenn's house. I walked in the door making sure I closed it behind me and lock it.  I hollered and nobody answered me. I soon began to notice that cabinet doors and drawers are open. Most of the food was gone, pictures of him and his family and clothes were also gone. I was scared to death. I hope Noah and Isabelle are okay. I know that Glenn would take care of them it just the fact that these flesh-eating monster can pop out anywhere.

I grabbed my Nike duffel bag and grabbed what little food was left a few pairs of clothes and some bathroom stuff and set out for the woods. I felt this was the safest.  I was taking a journey to the place I went camping when mom was still alive.