The Zombies Over There

Im So Sorry For You

Jay's POV

I woke up slowly, I open my eyes and see Tord staring down at me.
I sigh.
Noah and Noelle were still asleep, cuddling tightly against me.
I slid out and hug Tord, he hugs back, rubbing my back slowly.
"What's wrong?" He whispers in my ear, I glance out the window, everyone was beginning to work.
"I just.." I start, how do I tell him that I wanted to die? That I didn't want to be here anymore?
I guess blunt is the best way to go.
"I wanna die.." I whisper, he holds me close, sitting down and cuddling me.
I snuggle into him and close my eyes, picturing my pets that were probably at home still.
Not alive.
I had two dogs, a bulldog and a German Shepherd, both rescued.
"Did you have any dogs?" I whisper, he seems confused at first but than nods.
"One, he was a husky" Tord says, rubbing my back still. I smile a bit,
"Awe" I say. He smiles,
"His name was Jax" Tord adds.
"Did you name him?" I ask, he nods and I giggle a bit. He kisses my head,
"Why Jax?" I ask.
"I don't know, it kinda reminds me of Jackson" he says, shrugging.
"Ooh" I say, closing my eyes.
"TORD" someone yells, slamming the camper door open. I flinch hard and Tord holds me close, turning his head.
"You need to get out of bed and do your job!" Some man yelled, he looked right through me.
"I'm taking care of something" Tord says.
The man looks at me, grunting.
"Of your little girlfriend?! I think she can wait" he barks, I look at my axe.
"Give me a few more minutes" Tord says, his voice was calm.
"Fine, But I want you out here in five minutes!" The man snaps, slamming the door as he leaves. Tord softly kisses my head repeatedly,
"It's fine, you can go" I say.
He sighs and stands up, helping me up.
He hugs me and I hug back, than he leaves.
In silence.
I crawl into the bed and lift my shirt to look at the wound, someone had sown it up nicely.
I push my shirt back down and lay down, staring out the window.
I stare for a while.
Until I hear shuffling, it was the twins.
"Shouldn't you guys be 'working' or something..?" I ask, cuddling my blanket.
Noah yawns and stares at me, than shakes his head and points to Noelle.
I didn't see anything.
"She's sick.." Noah says quietly, getting out of bed and stretching.
"With what..?" I ask, he glances at her. She was still asleep.
"We don't know- but it's not contagious.." Noah sighs, I get down and hug him. He hugs back tightly,
"I'm so sorry to hear that" I whisper.
He head over to what looks like a kitchen area,
"Want something to eat?" He asks.
I shrug, laying back down.
"I'll make you and Noelle something" he mumbles, I cuddle the blanket again.
"Thanks.." I whisper quietly,
"It's my pleasure" he response.