The next day.
I sit down silently on the papered bed waiting for Dr. Chris who is currently checking things on a microscope which is my blood. Every time he'd look into it he'd write it down in Dr. Meredith's small notebook filled with information about myself in there. A bunch of things of my well being. Now that I found out about these things I see things differently and why I'm so precious. It's the reason why the people want to keep me alive and cover for me.
Dr. Chris comes back over to me with the notebook in his hands placing it down to the side of me. I eye the book till Dr. Chris interrupts by speaking to me.
"How you feeling this morning?" He asks having some time to discuss before actually starting our session. I really didn't want to tell him I'm having a bad morning due to last night where I was humiliated because I was never told the actual truth. So I just lie to him.
"I'm fine"
"Are you sure? You took it pretty hard last night" The thing about Dr. Chris is he won't take no for an answer. He wants you to open up to him. He's that type of person.
"Is it true?"
"What is?" He responds.
"Is Henry really my father?" It's been killing all last night. I can't get it out of my head. This can't be because he died when the creatures arrived and he should've came looking for me but he didn't, he wasn't there. It was just Uncle Ben and I alone. If he was really real he should've reached out or something. Henry isn't my father. I know he lost his child but I'm not his...
"He's your dad Norman" He confirms the obvious.
"He can't be. He died long ago along with my mother....This can't be" I don't believe in these false stories.
"Who told him I'm his?" I ask him wanting to know.
"He discovered it himself. When the day you joined the pack he has always kept an eye on you for quite a while now. The way you did things and the way you acted flicked something in him that changed him. He thought you were his. He thought he finally found you. He wouldn't sleep some nights because you were on his mind. The thought of you being alive and his son made him curious that one night he came to my office and demanded a DNA test, turns out you are his son"
I didn't know what to say next. I just kept silent throughout the session. I really didn't want to speak but process everything in my mind that has been told to me. I have a dad. I'm the world's living cure. I guess I really am valuable to the rest of humanity.
When I'm leaving from the session I hear Dr. Chris call my name and I turn over giving him my full attention to what he says.
"Please try to accept it" He tells me but I don't respond.
How can I at this very moment?
Avoiding people is what I have been doing for the past couple of hours lately. I'm in no condition to be talking with anyone. I just sit alone in a booth in the diner thinking about everything that has been thrown at me from the past couple of weeks as I smell the warm hot chocolate in front of me. Pots didn't care about my how I was acting but on his own behalf he brought me a mug of his famous hot chocolate from the recipe of his mother's who no longer is alive.
I put the mug to the rim of my mouth to taste the pretty hot beverage that burns my tongue soon my throat. That's really hot. I push away the mug to just cool off my tongue for a minute. I breathe in the cool air and just stare at the trees that are full of color and life. I'm the opposite of them. I hear the doorbell jingle that interrupts my nature obsessions and I look to see Uncle Ben by the door.
"I see why you're in here, it's much warmer than outside" He charms his way over to me like he usually does. He takes a seat in my booth right in front of me looking completely at me. He eyes me then at my extremely hot beverage.
"What you drinkin?" He asks but I don't respond. I'm still upset that he never told me any of this at all.
"Okay, I know you're still mad at me but I didn't want to tell you anything yet"
"I needed to know these things a long time ago"
"I know I know"
"When were you actually planning to tell me?"
"At the right moment"
"At the right moment?! Uncle Ben I've been threatened already. People want to kill me and I have no clue why do they"
"I won't let them even lay a single finger on you" He tells me and I don't even know anymore. I can't believe any of this. I stare out the Diner seeing as snowflakes begin to fall on the ground.
"I'm sorry Norman. I'm sorry that I never told you.. I just never wanted you to feel unsafe. If you never knew you wouldn't have to worry about anything. I promise no more secrets from you" I look at him. Does he actually mean it?
"Promise?" I say.
"I promise" He responds back then grabs the mug from the table taking a sip but instantly regretting it. He burned his tongue as well as me. A smile forms on my mouth because how can I not he's my uncle. His job is to make me happy which he's doing a great job with. There's no person in the world who takes his job more seriously than Uncle Ben. It's the only reason why I can't stay mad at him because all he does is try to give what is best for me.
"That's still pretty hot" He smirks as a win for him because he actually got me to give in again.
"I know" I tell him and I move over next to him hearing the announcement Henry is about to make. When he's ready he begins to speak. At this moment on air now he is sending a message to the entire world outside the gates of the pack's territory. The message will transmit throughout the entire countries that still have people tuning into. The message will be heard by the people of the world. To all the camps, the hunters, the survivors, and the scavengers to let them all know there's been an awakening.
In me.
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The Bryne Runaways (Updated)
General FictionIn a post-apocalyptic world where the others roam the quiet vacant world taking the lives of the remaining humans that still survive for the last thing they have. They arrived on earth unexpectedly already taking the lives over half the world's popu...