Losses

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I woke up my head throbbing, I rub it and hear a door slamming. I walk upstairs and see a pissed off Jordan glaring at Griffin. Griffin has a scared look on his face, and he looks at me for help. I laugh at him as I walk back downstairs. I would have gone and read but then I heard the loudest sound I've ever heard and saw someone fall through the center of the stairs.

I went to help and saw Griffin, horribly beat up and passed out in the center of the stairs. I laughed to myself and got to reading.

- Time skip -

I woke up the next morning and went to the kitchen my eyes darkened as I waited for the others to wake up. This was bad, very bad.

Jordan's POV

When I got up I dusted myself off and heard Miranda yelling for everyone to come downtairs. Something was wrong, her voice was... dark.

When we all got downstairs she had a look in her eyes, a horrible look, she also looked like she had barely slept. She cleared her throat to speak and spoke in an angry tone.

"We have a big problem, we only have enough food for another day." Everyone gasped and began to murmer.

"Quiet. We need to go scavenge. There will be in partners because we don't have enough people for groups of four. The only problem I'm not letting Alex leave in the conditions she's in now. So someone should stay behind they will watch over her and watch the base. I think -" Miranda held her side and cringed in pain.

"Sorry let me continue. Jack you can go with Adam. Other than that the groups will be; Jordan and I, Griffin and Grace." She nodded showing she was done.

"Miranda you should stay and rest, your obviously injured." I tried to tell her but her eyes instantly darked, she was not going to stay.

"We should go now to ensure maximum light." Everyone nodded and set off with a knife or gun. I grabbed my butcher knife and gun, setting off with Miranda.

Miranda was humming a song until we got to the first house. Suddenly gun shots went off near us. My eyes widened as Miranda ducked behind the house pulling me with her.

Miranda's POV

Holy crap that was really close. I looked at Jordan then back at the house thinking.

"That means someone's alive in there. I'd say their over 10 because they can use a gun pretty well." Jordan nods as someone barely shows their head as they look up. It's a girl who looks about our age slightly familiar she waves at us, motioning us to come foreward.

I'm slow at first because most of the time you don't come randomly towards someone who just tried to kill you. The girl lowers her gun when she sees we're alive and clears her throat.

"Hi your alive right?"

"No we're mindless fu-" I got cut off as Jordan slapped me.

"Yea we're alive. I'm Jordan and the bitchy one is Miranda."

"Hey!" I glared at her as she started laughing. I sighed and looked back to the girl.

"I'm Juilie! I was home schooled so you probably don't know me."

"Can we come in?" She nods, then goes to open the door. She opens it and we come in.

"So do you have anyone else here?" I ask wondering if she's alone.

"Yes, but they both went out to grab some food and such."

"What are their names?"

"One is my little brother Will. The other is a guy who came saying he lived near here and his bus crashed, I can't remember his name though." I wonder who this guy is but he sounds familiar.

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