Save Me (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5

Hope

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Blink.

Blink.

What?

I open my eyes completely. 

walkers!! There coming for me!

I jolt and move around trying desperately to run a way but they hold me down. Why are they so strong?

I kick one in the face and I hear him say ouch. But that's impossible. Walkers don't talk.

I stay still and take a good look.

They're people. Real life talking people. I smile from ear to ear. I'm not the only one.

Once they've realized I'm calm the let me go. I look around.

Its a nice house. It's huge. I guess this is the living room.

Where do they get this stuff? They have electronics that work. A kitchen full of food. And they have running water.

They sit on couches opposite of me. They just stare. I feel bad for the one I kicked. He looks up at me with his big brown eyes.

I start feeling this pung in my chest. A feeling that I haven't felt in a long time.

I look around at the others. Since no one is talking I decided to introduce myself.

Uhh... Hi. I'm Brianna.

Then they all start to speak. The one with the pretty brown eyes, who is really cute I must add, name is Carter. The short one who looks my sister's age is Aundrey. He looks Spanish almost. He has really soft looking curly hair. The one who had all the muscles and the bad ass look on his face is Channing. And the girl who seems to be his girlfriend since she was sitting on his lap, is Angelie.

I didn't know people still did that. You know... Go out.

They laugh a little.

"There's a lot of things we need to explain" says Channing.

Yeah I think so. I giggle. Can I have something to eat while we talk.

Angelie shoots up. "Yes of course right this way"

I sit at the kitchen table eating a plate of steak. I haven't had this in a long time. Meanwhile, Channing starts to explain what I yet not know.

"Many people are alive. They shut off a big part of the country and enclosed the living there. They sent us out here to look for survivors and a cure. They send us supplies through the market. We protect the people. This is our last chance to save humanity."

I chow down and nod. This is crazy. All this time I have been alone, hunting squirrels, killing  stiffs. While these people eat steak?

This angers me. But I keep it all in.

They take me to my room which is huge. I'm happy to see all my belongings here. I unsheathe my swords just to take another look at my babies.

I look through the drawers. They have plenty of clothes and I have my own bathroom.

I quickly shut and lock my door as I turn the shower on and strip.

Ahhh. Warm water.

I wash up and change into a tank top and some pajama pants. This is such a big change from when I lived in the woods.

I go out into the living room where they all sit and talk. I clear my throat to announce my presence and take a seat next to carter.

They tell me there stories of how they came to be. Carter was an orphan. He always loved to practice throwing knives. He had a good skill. Channing was in the army. No kidding. And Angelie was a police officer. She knew her way with guns.

Then it was my turn for my story.

I told them about my parents and training. I left out how they died though. It's a touchy subject. I tell them about my sister. They agreed to look for her but I shook my head. She's long gone.

During my story I couldn't help but see carter staring at me. It made me a different kind of nervous.

After story telling and a long talk about weapons, we all said good night and headed to bed.

I ran into my room and plopped on my bed. I buried myself into the covers when I hear a soft knock.

Come in.

The door slowly creeks open and I'm greeted with Carter's milky skin and cheeky smile.

"Hey. Umm... I just wanted to talk to you."

Sure.

My heart practically beats out my chest when he sits on my bed.

"There's one thing that we forgot to mention. Usually when we find survivors we take them back to the safe house. Especially if they are critically hurt. But you..you have a choice. Do you want to stay and help? Or go back with the other survivors."

I think about it for a moment. I could be safe there. No more hiding and running. I get a semi normal life back. Then I think of my weapons and my sister. I can't leave this life. But before I can answer... He's gone.

I smile a little and bury myself back under my canopy of comforters.

This is the life. I smile thinking about how far I've gotten on my own and how I'm finally not alone anymore. I guess everyone can find hope.