The Infected & The Healer

Part 7

Of all the people I could strangle I strangled him when he got my sister pregnant 8 months ago. Once she found out she locked herself in her room for 2 weeks and when she came out she looked skinnier. She said nothing it was like she was mute until our parents were sent away. It was only when our parents drove away was when she said "I've lost everything except you and I won't leave again, I swear". Unfortunately she had no control over her leaving me alone with no one for three months. My twin being away from me made me do stupid things like drive around my neighborhood looking for someone, anyone to talk to me and I wasn't able to talk after the first month. I tried to call my close friends but no one picked up. I thought they had killed themselves or were already attacked. I didn't react when the twins broke into my house and came into my bedroom and grabbed me from my sleep. I was in a pair of jean shorts and a tank top when they bound me with ropes to my desk chair. I recognized them immediently but I guess since we hadn't seen each other they didn't recognized me. I told them all about the past 5 months and then I asked them if they remembered me but they still said no. I also asked if they knew a Bella and they described her like me just with less cleavage and I was red mad enough to brake the chair and lunge at Brian but he grabbed me around my waist and partially lifted up my shirt seeing a scar that only Jojo could understand but he wasn't seen for a year even though only Jojo had seen my scar the Twins stopped and hugged me. It was really awkward for me because I was trying to rip them apart two seconds before that but I embraced their hug and I passed out from lack of hunger and sleep because of my depression. They put me back into my bed and made a few calls and within 5 minutes I heard tires screech and my front door opening. I saw Leyna and Kayla and Devon and I started to cry because I thought they all were dead but I should've know better because they were all hostile but not as much as I was. Everyone came closer and I knew what they wanted so I moved my shirt and I let them look at the scar. They all gasped and asked where I got the scar and I said when I was beaten for resisting to let my sister go away by the government. But everyone knew that wasn't true. I faked a yawn, stood up and went to go make myself cereal. Everyone decided to stay at my house and talk about the infected and that's how we came up with our plan of action for the infected.