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CHAPTER III

Travis' POV

I haven't seen my sisters for quite a long time. A year has passed, I think. It's not like I'm not in touch with them, we have been calling each other about 2-3 times a week. I just hate living in one place, especially in Atlanta. I hate that city to the bone, probably because I had to spend 18 years of my life in it. As soon as I could legally leave the house I ran away and didn't look back. I was always a sucker for adrenaline and traveling the world on my motorcycle was the rush I needed to fill the void. My family hated me for it for awhile, but with time they began to understand it. Maybe even envied me the freedom I had. I know my sisters are missing me like crazy, they don't fail to remind me of that every single day. That's why I decided to come back to Atlanta, at least for a few days. I miss them just as much, also my little niece. It's the worst with kids, because as much as for us a year doesn't make much difference, for a little girl it's a lot. I bet she's all grown up by now. I laugh under my nose as I speed through the highway on my motorcycle. I can feel my phone vibrating in my pocket, but I can't pick it up right now. After the next two hours of driving I run out of gas, so I decide to stop at a nearby gas station. I still have about 5 hours of drive ahead of me before I reach Atlanta. I let a worker from the station to fill my tank when I get inside the store. I buy a can of coca-cola and a pack of cigarettes. I need to get some smoke into me, because once I see my sisters there will be no cigarettes allowed. Care is obsessed about that matter, she would kick my ass if she caught me smoking. But what she doesn't know won't kill her. I throw cash on the counter for the gas and I leave the building with cigarette in my mouth.

I decide to check out my phone since someone tried to reach me before. I see one missed call from Caroline and I sigh loudly. She won't even allow me to surprise them, huh? I play the voicemail she left behind as I inhale another smoke from a cigarette. I listen carefully to what she has to say Travis... I don't know if you're gonna hear this, but I need you to take care of Anne. She's headed to your cabin at the lake. I'm not with her. I need to find Luke and Sophie, if I do – I'm gonna meet you both there. I hope... I love you, big brother." I look confused at the screen of my phone. What is that supposed to mean? What is happening? Why the hell I have to take care of Anne? I have thousand questions in my head and not even one answer. Is something bad happening in Atlanta? I drop the cigarette to the ground as I run back to the store. There's a radio on the counter and I change the station to the news. I turn up the volume to the maximum and listen carefully. – Attention, attention! There's an outbreak of a deadly virus. Do not get close to infected, their bite gets people killed. Shoot to kill, aim for the head only. Atlanta is the first city that has fallen, but virus already spreaded to different cities... - People in the store look in fear at the radio. I shake my head in disbelief. What kind of sick joke is that? Is this truly a zombie apocalypse? I used to play such games, but this thing being realistic is something completely different. Fuck, I don't even have a gun. Where would I get one right now? I look around the store to find something I could use in case I come across one of these things. I take out an axe from one of the shelves and I give the cashier money. This will do, I guess. Better than nothing.

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