No One Believed: A Zombie Thriller

Distrust:

"She's bit. She's been bitten this whole time!" Lucy continues to scream at me. Anne rushed to my side, bringing my bag over. She looks at me with worry in her eyes. I didn't even tell her about my illness. "Which one is it?" She grabs multiple syringes with different colored bands on them. "I knew you where in the hospital ward for something. Come on tell me." I weakly point to the green one and then my arm. The shock of the fluid flowing through my veins, leaves me breathless. My pulse speeds up. The world around me begins to spin. Then everything was clear.

"What did you just do?" Mike asks calmly. Once I catch my breath, I speak, "I'm ill. We were at the rehabilitation facility before finding you. I was a patient and she was there for her mother. Right before all of this happened, I fell ill and since I don't have the right stuff for my condition, I might be getting worst." I mumble.

Lucy's hands quivers. Mike engulfs her into a hug, taking the gun out of her hands. "I'm sorry. I was just so scared for my children. I couldn't let anything happen to them." She says in between sobs. I nod. "We'll head out in the morning. I need rest and I'm pretty sure your wife wouldn't want to sleep without you tonight." I whispered into Mike's ear. He gives me a gentle smile. "Morgana?" The sweet innocent voice of Anne is quiet calming in my hazy daze. I sigh laying back in my chair. "Yes?"

She wraps her arms around me. Holding me as if I would break at any second. Still surprised by the encounter, I don't hug her back. She let's me go, letting me get a good look at her teary bright blue eyes. "Don't push yourself. We have good people who can help you when you can't take it. We can depend on them." I wipe the tears from her cheeks, sighing. "Ok, Anne." With that she left to find a spot to sleep. I already know I won't be able to sleep. Someone has to keep watch. Even though I thought that. I managed to fall asleep. I wish I hadn't. I'm woken by hushed voices.

I stay quiet, pretending to be sleep, while listening to the voices in the silence of the night.

"I don't believe her. She had to be bitten."

"Honey, we don't know that." I can tell that's Mike. He has this calm demeanor.

"Did you hear her? She said she came from rehab and fallen ill. We can't keep a sick person with us. What if our kids catch it? What if that little girl that's with her gets it?" I'm not contagious women. Jeez. "I want her gone."

"This isn't our RV nor our supplies. We can't just kick her out and take all of their stuff. Plus she's just a teenager."

"She will be gone." Then the room grows quiet.

I guess I'll have to watch my back even more now. For the rest of the night, I'm wide awake. That conversation reminded me of the dream I had in the closet, back at the center. The dream I had right before-
Ugh. Now I dreamt of them, but before I get left behind again. My dreams have the worst, but best timing. I'm going to get left behind all over again. But what will happen to Anne? Will they take her from me? Probably for the best. I decided to pack a bag, just in case the worst happens. Which now I'm pretty sure it will. While stuffing packs of beef jerky and bottles of water in my bag, I hear a soft voice call out.

"Morgana?" Dammit. "It's me Anne." She stretched her hands out in front of her to feel where she's going, until her hands touch me. Her arms snake around my waist and her head resting on my stomach. "What are you doing up so late?" I questioned. "I had a nightmare about mom. It was heartbreaking. I was always told I was too sensitive and innocent for my age, but mom didn't care. Just like you don't care. I'm really happy I met you Morgana." A small smile finds its way to my face. "I happy I met you too Anne." I hug her back, placing a kiss on her temple. Her head begins to droop. "Someone is sleepy." I chuckle, lifting her up bridal style. I place her on her "bed". Guilt fills my heart once again. Lucy is going to keep us apart. I can't protect her. If only I wasn't sick. The world is on the verge of a new beginning and trust will be a huge part. Too bad all I see is distrust.