Someone You Used To LOVE

DO I BELIEVE IN THIS SHIT?

Hey guys!! I know its been a long ass time, i know been hit with all this damn shit going on in the world and school on top of it. I know so many excuses but what can i say, a lot of homework and dealing with a apocalyptic world of my own is kind of exhausting and takes more time away from me then i want lol. But here we go another chapter for you all!!!

I slowly opened my eyes as the low light in my room seemed seemingly bright for being a small lamp in the corner of the room. My vision was slightly blurry while my body still felt like it was being hit by a truck. I groaned in pain, shifting my weight so i could sit up in my bed and ran my hands through my hair. My hair was so tangled and nappy from sleeping so hard in this bed, i needed to find a brush immediately. Crazy how in a apocalyptic world that's the first thing I was thinking about, when there was so much more things important at the moment.  I looked around, to the left side of my bed a stand stood with a plate of food. Pancakes with some eggs and strawberries, a glass of orange juice with a note posted to the orange juice. I grabbed the note opening it as i read it out loud.

"Octavia you have been out sleeping for 2 days straight. I know you need it but when you wake up there will be food there for every meal. Eat, get up and shower, cause you look like a hot mess, come meet mother and i in the dwell room. The guards will show you. Please don't do something stupid, just listen what mom has to say.  Love Trevor."

I groaned wrinkling the paper up into a ball and threw it at the wall in anger. I wasn't going to be doing anything easy for these slime balls, all they have done is ruin my life and killed people I've cared about and turned me into some monster, with that my train of thought was stopped by the amazing smell of food sitting on my counter. I contemplated if it was just gonna starve myself and die or just eat the food and saw what happened. There was probably no way my mother would kill me now knowing that i was probably the only key to getting to my father and her soul back. which by the way, has me so confused and in shock. I took a deep breath, grabbing the plate as i slowly took a bite of the pancakes. My mouth instantly was filled with a bunch of desirable feelings. The pancakes were so delicious and warm i didnt notice i ate both of them within a several minute time frame, and also was going ham on my eggs. i picked up a beautiful big strawberry staring at it in awe, missing the life of when i could just grow some strawberry's and eat them whenever i could. Strawberry's was one of my favorite foods that i had ate so much that being in a zombie infested world, i forgot how beautiful they were.

I ate the strawberry's slow as i got up, my body instantly screaming for me to sit down but i ignored it as usual and walked around the room, looking at the unusualness about it. It looked like a bedroom with a bathroom attached to it but to me it also looked like a cell for prisoner. I sighed opening the bathroom door and walked in and saw some fresh clothes and bathing supplies. I went to the tub and turned on the water and my face instantly lit up with a smile without even wanting too. They had hot water....something I haven't felt in what felt like ages to me. I turned it onto the shower part as the hot water began steaming up the bathroom. I quickly got undressed and jumped in feeling the hot water against my back, my body began to instantly relax as the motion from the power of the shower head, my eyes closing from the amazing feeling against my painful back. I washed my hair and my body fairly quickly until i was rubbing the rag over my body and saw the millions of marks upon my body. Bruises, scratch marks, the bite mark from when i was bitten by a zombie, it all came crashing back at me again, making the feeling all around me seem to change. I took a deep breath as the lights in the bathroom began to flicker, causing me to jump, holding onto the shower curtain for support.

I instantly jumped out the shower looking around to see if anything had come into the bathroom but when i saw nothing i relaxed a little bit catching my breath. I turned to the side grabbing the towel and dried myself off quickly and put the clothes on that was left for me. It was a pair of black jeans a. Chemical romance shirt with underwear and socks and some converse shoes. I shook my head knowing that it was my brother that picked out these clothes for me to wear. After a couple minutes of struggling with the clothes due to my aching body that was dreading for me to go back to bed i looked at myself in the mirror seeing my damp hair ever so curly and my face, covered in bruises and scratch marls, in that moment it was if i was not even looking back at myself it was someone else in the mirror, someone older, someone who had gone through so much in the little bit of time she had been here.