Where are you going?

Chapter 23

Julia's POV

I kept on standing there like nothing had happened while the bruises all over his body was telling me something else. Colby didn't look me I the eyes as he cleaned up and walked away to get to the shower. I wasn't done eating my breakfast and I was certainly not done figuring out what was going on with Colby. I was scared that he was mad after last night and that stupid kiss. I mean, I liked it, and i thought he did too but maybe it was too early for something like that. I'm not gonna lie but being with him made me feel some kind of way I haven't felt before. I wasn't going to press his buttons and especially not when Violette, Sam and all the others were out there to be saved, which I still didn't know for sure. But I knew Violette was with Sam and Katrina, so I suppose we were closer than before. I then heard the water start to run from the bathroom and I started to dress myself, since I was still only wearing Colby's t-shirt from last night. I liked it though. I liked having his smell, his scent so close to me, and again, it reminded me how close me had grown since we first met. Something so weird I've never experienced since I don't easily trust or love for that matter. I'm not a hateful person but I guess it comes with the childhood trauma. I Shook it off and started to undress. I pulled the big shirt above my head and threw on the floor, but I couldn't move longer when I met his eyes. It was too early for the amount of sexual tension suddenly forming in the small and empty living room we stood in. I knew his eyes was following the lines of my body just frozen in front of him, who knew I was doing the same to him. So weird, yet so comfortable and exciting. I Colby had already been in the shower a while and i could tell by the steam coming out and his dark, wet hair creating small curls. Water was still running on his skin, down his neck, his chest, his abdominal, reaching for the towel wrapped around his lower hips. I noticed the bruises I recognized, the wound and his busted eyebrow he clearly wasn't very good at cleaning from what I could see. While he looked tired, fucked up and beaten, he never looked better right now. I knew in that moment I couldn't be around this guy if he kept on being this damn hot. This damn perfect. He turned around after letting out a long exhale as if he had been holding his breath while gazing at me. He had his entire body turned away from me and held on to the doorframe with a pretty tensed hand, which I couldn't stop admiring. "Can you please take some close on?". His voice was deeper than before but he sounded like he generally meant it and was hurting while asking. I don't know if I wanted to, but perhaps he was right. We were looking for our friends and saving each other's lives every other second, perhaps getting intimate with each other like this wasn't ideal. Feelings getting mixed up, letting our lust and emotion run. I quickly grabbed my jeans in embarrassment and jumped in them. "If you're done showering, perhaps you should take some on too.". He then turned around and looked at my dressed body, and realized he was the only one half naked now. "I'm not done. I just needed this.". He then grabbed a bottle of shampoo standing on the kitchen counter before rushing back in the bathroom and shutting the door. I didn't expect it to end like that, and definitely not the awkwardness filling the empty room at this point. Something had changed since last night and after we kissed. Maybe I should've never done that. I should focus on finding Violette and survive. Colby and I ignored the sexual tension and the awkwardness the whole drive towards the rescue shelters we read about on the papers. LA was still completely destroyed, cars burning on sides, dead bodies rotting up around us and so on. Colby had been driving for about 20 minutes until I finally broke the uncomfortable silence and pointed further ahead. "It's right over there.". He pulled over when we arrived to the metal fence and our eyes met a group of armed soldiers wrapped in plastic suits, covering everything from head to toe. The words "Rescue Shelters" were written clearly with black paint on the concrete and the sign hanging above me and Colby. "This is restricted area. Only healthy humans can go through, and only from the other side!" Before I could answer the guy in the speaker, Colby answered. "We came, because we wanted to help. We're not sick, so please just let us in.". I looked at him from where I was standing and saw how his eyes was focused on the masked men just 50 feet away from us. I noticed how his jaw clenched whenever he walked forwards to the fence. "The entrance is on the other side. Just follow the fence.". He then turned around without looking at me, no hesitation and turned on the engine. Shaely and Kiwi was in the back and getting some fresh air while we drove next to the fence leading us to the opening. Shaely and Kiwi knew somehow, that things had changed since last night and they were gonna change a lot throughout this adventure Colby and I was putting ourselves in. So weird how dogs can sense when two people aren't comfortable with each other and it honestly annoyed me, but I had to focus on something else right now. Before I knew, Colby had stopped the car and grabbed the papers before walking towards the entrance of the shelters where a group of 50 people were located and trying to get inside. Women were yelling and crying while holding their babies to them and men where trying to push the fence down which they didn't succeed in. "Colby?!Wait!". He looked back at me with a disappointed look, just screaming "I don't give a fuck" kind of attitude, in which he was really good at, at this point. I then ran towards him and starred into his eyes, until I knew he would break and grabbed the papers out of his hands. "I'm sorry if my half-naked body scared you earlier, and that your little virgin dickhead couldn't take all the sexual tension, but just so you know, I don't work very well with guys who has attitude problems and serious distressed communication problems. So could you just please talk to me about what the fuck happened this morning like an adult, and stop acting like a fucking child.". I would've laughed at Colby's face if I wasn't this pissed, but I really wanted him to talk and explain to me what's going on. "Fine. I'm here to help these people. I'm here to find some information, that could help me find my best friend Sam. I'm here to find Sam, and I don't care what you are gonna do about it. Quite frankly, I don't care about us either. Cause this isn't about us. It's about our friends. So, can we go now, or are you gonna strip down to your underwear in front of me again?". "Fuck you.". I then walked away from him with the papers and started to blend in with the rest of the panicking group of people holding on to their dears and trying to get inside. Shelters were popular as far as I could see, but there clearly wasn't enough of them either. A furious young woman was standing next to me at the closed fence and holding on to her baby as she screamed for help before she fell on her knees. It happened so fast, I grabbed the baby now lose in her arms and realized the woman was unconscious. The baby was crying in my arms while its mom was laying next to me. I then noticed people around us run and the gate was open to the shelters and so I tried to grab the mom while having the baby in my arms. Cries, screams, yelling and even bullets were flying through the air. "Julia!? Run, I got it!". Colby had grabbed the unconscious woman and carried her towards the open gates. I began to run with the baby in my arms. I wasn't gonna let go. I felt my vision getting blurry, but I kept running until I was safe with Colby and the lady behind me. "She's not conscious!". Colby yelled as he laid her down on the floor. Paramedics ran towards us and helped us with the situation I believe they already had been seeing. "Yeah. No shit, Kansas boy.". I then did what the other strangers were doing and stood in line to what seemed like a medical checkup and a test. Some people were still screaming or crying, and some were taken away from where I was, and I figured they were sick. The nurses were wearing blue plastic suits, mask and gloves to prevent getting sick from the virus. I just wanted to get away from here and find someone who I can hand over the papers to. I kept asking the nurses or any of the soldiers standing around, but no one answered me. I knew Colby was in the line with the men and I felt his eyes on me as I was reading over the papers, he found last night. The sun was beaming down on the big metal platform we stood on and it was getting warmer by every minute. I missed to be able to just notice that. The weather. When people around you, you don't even know dies in front of you the weather isn't exactly what you take notes about. "Mam?". A young man covered in one of those chemical safe suits that reached from the head to toe, was looking at me and asking me to reach out my arm. He was one of the nurses and had an empty needle in his other hand, expecting me to do as the others and accept getting tested, and so I did. I put my arm in his hand covered with a glove, and saw the needle rupture my skin, going under it and then pulling out a small amount he could use. For some reason I was nervous thinking about if it was positive or not. I mean, it'd obvious I don't feel sick and I definitely t look better than Colby from what I could see. "You're good to go. Just go to check up ahead and you can find your shelter after that. Next!". Well that was quick.