Where are you going?

Chapter 9

Julia's POV

I could just stay here forever, I swear. Shealy's comfort made me relax and feel safe. Clearly, she had accepted the blood on me, and didn't care anymore. Now, she could feel how anxious I was truly feeling. 

Her nuzzling into me made me feel better, but I needed to get up. It was still night, but the adrenaline made me way too fresh and alive even though I didn't look like it. 

My eye bags were more prominent, my hair was messy and my entire body was sore from this entire night. I found Kiwi soon after and made sure she was fine. 

I couldn't stop thinking about how everything was fine just 3 or 4 hours ago. We were all here, making ourselves look presentable. 

Just 4 days ago, I was in New York. I kinda wished now I was there. Better in a place where I knew the streets and people. In LA, I knew no one except Violette, Kat and Tara. 

I was stressing out too much and forgot completely to call them. I took my phone and started calling, but no one answered. I left a message, asking if they were safe and were, they were but no answer. 

I was in the shower for too long. I was playing around in the bathtub with the water. It was turning dirty from the amount of dirt and blood on my and made me throw up. I tried again, this time the water was clean and I was using soap. I was rubbing my skin to feel some sort of satisfaction, but I still felt dirty and sick. 

I guess I smelled better now, but I could never rub away what I remembered from this night. I remembered the broadcast and how you should stay indoors. That's when I heard my phone.

 Tara had answered me back on text. I stepped out of the tub and folded a towel around me before I opened it. 

"we're fine and Violette is with us. Don't worry and don't look for us. If you're inside, please stay there. what about you?". 

I didn't understand. How could she be so normal about this, where were they and what were she thinking. I was of course gonna look for them, or at least Violette. What the fuck. 

"I'm fine, but I need to know where you guys are. How Is Violette? Can I speak to her?". 

I expected her phone to be dead and so maybe I could call through Tara but apparently not. 

"Julia, she is better than most of us but I can't tell you where we are. We're hiding from them in a Ralphs, and people are going crazy. Sorry, but battery is low and can't talk. Where are you?". 

She was pissing me of, but I was trying to understand. Right now, I just wanted to hear her voice, anything. 

"I'm at Kat's place. Good luck. Tell Violette I love her.". I was speechless when I answered back.

 Tara didn't respond and I figured her phone was dead. They were at a fucking Ralphs, and what did she mean by people were going crazy? 

I was thinking of all the catastrophe movies I had watched and how people would do horrible things when they panicked. Panic was more dangerous than anything. It could make people do insane things and make the situation even worse. But I didn't want to think about it. 

I looked at myself in the mirror of the bathroom. It was steamy but I could still see my dark hair and the marking of my body. My skin was whole, and I had no wounds. I looked like I hadn't eaten in day and my collarbones were more prominent.

I changed into a pair of jeans and a black hoodie before taking on my leather jacket. It smelled like home, and right now it was comforting me like Shaely.