The remainder of my recovery days were normal and as laid back as living in an apocalypse can get. Of course, we had some scares with crashing and banging on houses in the ass crack of dawn as if all those little shits collectively decided to stampede down or up the slope with the zoomies. I don't fully understand what they do… but Treys has been watching them so he probably knows… I'm too afraid to ask and the fact that he hasn't told me yet means he either doesn't know either or I'm right and he doesn't want to worry me. Either way, it was a monotonous schedule of eating, watching some shows with Tray while charging the solar chargers, bringing the solar chargers in, shower, sleep, eat, repeat over and over until I recovered properly.
But the night before the plan was to be carried out, was tense. We were both on edge and couldn't sleep but we needed
I'm pretty proud of this chapter. I hope you guys like it, time to get spooky.
I was on crunch time. My report was due tomorrow and I just started the project this morning after waking up and finding out that I neglected to do it for four days, because I was too busy getting Brandon’s business homework done instead of my own. Bad enough, all of my courses for becoming a doctor are extensive and work-heavy. Now I need to pull a ten-page essay on “Why cocaine is so much worse than marijuana and their effects on the human body.” out of my ass in less than ten hours. So I researched and typed as fast as lightning while listening to the low hum of the study hall. Well, that is until the peace was so rudely interrupted. "Hey Bax, you're coming to the ski Resort tonight, right?" Confused, I stopped typing my report and looked up at the blue-eyed man.
The hard jostle of the car woke me up, rubbing my eyes, I looked around at the world and noticed it was covered in snow, I assumed we were close. I continued to rub my eyes and reach for Brandon's arm."Pull over, I'll drive." I felt a hand grab mine and I smiled. I finished rubbing my eyes and looked at the driver.It was Trey… my attention shot to the backseat where Brandon was stretched out and sleeping my heart was beating a million miles a minute. I didn't want to be rude and pull away too fast, so I let him hold my hand.Moments later he stopped at a stoplight and gave me the sweetest smile I blushed and looked away only for my attention to snap back when I felt his lips kiss my hand"Thank you." He then released my hand and started to drive when the light t
"Argh!!! No! Let go!!! Sto-" the blood-curdling scream rang out before the frantic pleas of the woman I was just speaking to. the blizzard started to Howl, and it felt like I was suffocating. Then I heard his voice, he was laughing.Trey…Then I found the car all cleared off and running. I jumped into the driver's seat and quickly pulled out and got back to the highway. A few seconds later an ambulance went barreling down towards where we just left."No. No. No. I hate blizzards, how far is this resort? 10 minutes!?" I shot a look at the GPS. "Damn I want to be off this road already!""Calm down. what's going on?""That woman that screamed… I was just talking to her… I just left her, and she star
I stared at the bag. My curly dark brown hair fell to curtain my view from everything happening outside. without warning, I punted his bag and shot trey an angry glare which he met with an apologetic gaze. His gray eyes turned my anger into sadness, tears blurred my green eyes as I melted away. Trey cupped my face and wiped my tears pulling me into a hug. I squeezed my eyes shut. I wanted to stay like this for a bit longer but… it didn't last as long as I wanted."What the fuck Bax? Bax. Bax!?"He pushed me away softly and made me turn around.We both stood and watched in horror as the Tiana girl started puking blood while still on the snowy patio, her body was twisted to avoid puking on herself she continued to adjust herself until she was puking on her hands and knees.
He had his bag, my bag, and Brandon's bag full of what looked like water, snacks, and jerky, if he had anything else I couldn't see it through the open zipper. He was offering a hand to me with a panicked look on his face. I shot one last glance at Brandon and took Trey's hand pulling the zipper closed as I threw the heavy bookbag onto my back properly, and bolted out of the door that leads to the cabins. We hit someone or something on the way through the door but didn't stop to care. Halfway through our "jog", I noticed the corner of something that kept hitting me in my lower back and it was starting to hurt. "Are the textbooks... Still in here?" I was getting tired and almost slipped four times now. "I was in a rush, give me a break." I smiled and tried my best to match his stride. It didn't work.
"I'm happy my mom isn't around to see this. I don't know what I would have done if I lost her to one of those freaks." Trey took the brush and took a seat behind me, his right leg gently resting against my right leg and his left shin against my Butt. "I don't know that feeling. I grew too old to be adopted and I've lived alone for years... Well, that is until you let me move in with you. But you already know that." "Yeah, I know. He took his time using the spike brush to gently collect and detangle my hair. He then handed me the brush and took the scrunchie using it to pin up my hair into a bun. He tried his hand at putting Bobby pins to hold my stray aways and made me wince in pain. "On second thought... You do it." I c
I felt uncomfortable in my own skin for some reason and when I opened my eyes... I wasn't at the resort anymore. My attention whipped around the room, I tried to stand up but couldn't, my arms and legs were bonded behind me. The realization of where I was… hit me like a truck and my blood ran ice cold.I remember this place... This was Drake’s apartment!My heart started beating a million miles per minute. I was about to relive the worst day no week of my life.Why? Why now?The door to the apartment slammed close and I knew exactly what was going to happen. I needed to get out, but I needed to be untied first. I took a deep breath and calmed down slightly, bracing myself for what was about to happen.
I woke to a splitting headache and a dim room. Panic made my blood run cold when I noticed I was on a bed. My shoes and my jacket were gone too. I looked around to notice I was in the second room on this floor. I strained my eyes further to see the supplies in the center of the room and a few cans of food and drinks were on the nightstand. The pot of water I filled earlier today was also with the food.My eyes scanned the room and found Trey sitting with his back against the door, the wooden club within reach, and a blanket draped over his shoulders. He was sleeping seated in the fetal position. I felt an overwhelming amount of guilt sitting on my chest. I looked at my hands and noticed they were clean from the zombie blood then I reached up to feel my wound only to feel a bandage instead, I quickly stood up, walked over, and tapped Trey. He opened his eyes and stared in a daze for a moment before snapping