Infected - Part 1
Dear Kyla......
If you're reading this letter that means something has happened to me....
I just want you to know how proud I am of you, sweetie. You're the most strong, beautiful, and driven person I know, no thanks to me. You definitely get that all from your mother. I know how hard it was for you and all of us to grow up and continue on without her, but I want you to know that she would've been so proud of the women you're becoming.
I'm going to need you to be strong. For me and more importantly for your brother. I need you to watch after Danny. He's going to need you now more than ever. It's going to be rough but no matter what happens don't push each other away, cause you are all that each other have.
I can't tell you too much for your own safety, but I'm sorry that I've waited this long to say anything.
Unfortunately, I've gotten myself into a sticky situation. I'm too deep into this mess now to turn back, but I promise you I'm trying to fix it. For the sake of you, your brother, and everyone else living in the enclosure.
All I can tell you is that the enclosure isn't all it's made out to be. There's another layer that most of the people here don't even know about, let alone can fathom.
The government..... the panel directors...... the quarters....... it's all a hoax. Don't let the title they give you as a Lionheart define you. You're allowed to be kind and vulnerable. Smart and sneaky. Fast and strong.
You should know that things are going to get bad. Maybe not now, but eventually. It's inevitable. And I need you to make sure that you'll always protect your brother.
Most importantly..... don't believe anything they tell you. You can't trust them. You must rise above them.
I love you and your brother more than you can imagine.
Love, Dad.
I wake with a start and sit up straight, heart struggling in my chest.
I gulp desperate lungfuls of air, my sheets gripped tightly in my balled fists. I pull my legs up onto the bed and hug my knees, burying my face into my lap.
It's okay.
It was just a dream.
But it wasn't just a dream. Unlike everyone else, when I wake up I remember that my nightmare is real.
And no matter how hard I try to shove it down and forget, it somehow always manages to resurface.
Instead of relief on waking, I get the trauma made fresh and raw.
I close my eyes tight, willing myself to try and block out all of the images that are flashing through my head at once.
Just breathe.
Inhale. Exhale.
Inhale. Exhale.
Kaiden groggily sits up from the floor next to me and opens one eye, his hair sticking up in every other direction.
"Hey..." he rubs his face with one hand, trying to rid the tiredness from his eyes, "Is everything okay?"
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The Last Victor
Novela Juvenil"They tell you that inside the enclosure's walls is the safest place in the world. But little did we know it'd be the most dangerous." ***** After a disease breaks out across the globe, killing over 90% of the human population, the government create...
