I leaned in closer till our upper arms were brushing. "It's all right, Justine. If I had to pick between your life and the life of a comrade, I would choose your life. It's a terrible thing to confess, but it's true. If I were in your situation, I believe I would have done exactly the same thing you did. I would have abandoned her to just save your life."I sensed my lungs tighten as soon as the words were out of my lips and out in the plain, and I began to suffocate on my emotions. I'd been so furious with him for the last several hours, even though I knew from the start that if our positions had been overturned, I would already have done the very same actions.I placed my platter of half-eaten dinner behind, knowing I couldn't eat another mouthful without feeling nauseous. My stomach had already been in contortions, and eating wasn't going to be helping. Justine reached up and drew me closer, putti
The man on the floor burst into tears, ugly crying until there was snot running down his face. His back heaved with each harsh intake of air as he tried to breathe through the tears. Peter has his legs pinned, and Justine was sitting on his lower back, forcing his shoulders to the ground. The man made no move to get up, he just lay on the ground and continued to cry, breathing raggedly, and I got the distinct impression he’s as clueless about what just happened as the rest of us.“Are you gonna be okay?” Peter asked, leaning around the man’s shoulders to get a glimpse of his tear-streaked, pitiful face. “Can we let you up or are you gonna freak out on us again?”The man didn’t say anything. He just sniffed and nodded his head, looking like a child in the process. Justine and Peter both shared a quick look, and Justine nodded his head. He counted silently to three, mouthing the words to
I found what I’m looking for, and smile at him over my shoulder. “Here, catch.”He stuck his hands out and catches the can I tossed at him, and he looked at it curiously.“Sometimes all we need is a little luck. I know it’s not our friend, Gigi's burritos, but it’ll still be pretty good, I think.”He smiled at the can of tamales in his hands. “Thank you.”“Open that for me, will ya? There’s a recipe on the back for a tamale casserole, and we have all the stuff for it except for the shredded cheese, but I think it’ll still be pretty good without it.”I ducked back into the counter and grabbed a can of chili beans, and a jar of tomato sauce, along with the unopened bag of white rice that I sneered at earlier. Ricky boiled the water on the stove for the rice, and I dug around in the cupboards
"Justine, she's shackled to the table," I softly observed.He bowed his head and hushed his voice. "And you don't suppose Ricky may feel sorry for her and remove the straps? Especially after a couple of hours of talking and watching over her?”Unfortunately, I believe that would be a little issue. Ricky grew more patient and warm-hearted following the catastrophe with Gigi and Diana, and if he senses Mikaella seems to be in emotional turmoil, I can imagine him loosening the restraints and releasing her free.He may not take a comprehensive approach to little details, such as anxious fidgeting or a difference in Mikaella's demeanor, and by the moment he does, it may be too late."He'll be alright," Peter cut in. "He's not a moron. Remember how fantastic of a leader he is?" he softly said. "He noticed how Antonio was feeling. He knows better than to endanger his life, no matter how devastated Mikaella is."
When I was still a kid, I liked the thought of watching scary things because it was what bonded my family the most. My sister Georgia likes scary kinds of stuff and my father enjoyed that as well. It was only me and my mother who dislikes such genres, but because it was what they liked, me and mom ended up joining the hype. My father was such a big fan of them and that’s how he and mom met.“When I used to be a teenage girl like you, I met your dad in a cinema. We were watching a horror movie at that time and I could still remember how scared I was,” mom narrated while smiling.Georgia moved closer to mom and giggled. “So, what happens?”“I was scared that I didn’t even watch the whole movie. But when I turned to my side, I saw your dad looking at me with a smile plastered on his face.”“Oh, my God! Mom, that was so sweet!” Geo
It would be almost odd traveling without Peter and Ricky since any time we've had to split up for anything, we've typically worked together as a team together and seldom split up until under extreme circumstances and if it was really necessary. I've worked with Justine the majority of the time since he was my partner, however, I also sometimes work with Peter or Diana.The mere mention of Diana's name almost brought me emotions. I bit my lower lip and stared longingly at my hands, which were perfectly tucked in my lap, trying not to fidget. But I couldn't help myself. Her fateful minutes came flooding back to me in excruciating detail.As she fought to keep going, I could hear her heavy breathing. Her blood was soaking through her clothing, and I could smell it. When she recognized we were abandoning her behind, I could see the dread and hopelessness in her eyes. Not Mikaella, but she should still re
Justine came to a halt, and Ricky collided with him, his eyes widening as he decided to walk away swiftly."You really ought to comprehend something," he ominously said. "I am the group's leader. I looked up highly to you Ricky not only as a brother but as a potential leader as well. But if you continue acting like you're not on your sanity, then I'm afraid I would have to do something. Now, if you don't like that then, you and Mikaella are encouraged to remain.""Clementia will not let you-"Justine guffawed. "Clementia understands her position in this division, and you must learn yours. Peter and I are in command, and he concurs with me. Ricky, you're out of Goddamn good fortune. This is what's going on.""You're frightening her," Ricky said solemnly. "I'm not a moron, Justine. You're attempting to frighten her so you can abandon
Justine stopped for a moment. "I'm not confident whether we'll remain for the evening," he said. "It's still early in the morning, and we may get a few more hours of driving in." We have to go to New York."Lesley cocked her brow. "What about New York? You're going to need all of your stamina and energyif you want to get there. Why don't you all spend the evening and help me out around the cattle ranch a little bit, and we'll get you some delicious food, an excellent night's sleep, and a wonderful breakfast to start you leaving tomorrow?"Stull, Justine pulled back. Ricky and Mikaella both looked at him with startled eyes."Please, just let us remain for one overnight, dude! New York is not going away. Besides, I know you want a delicious sirloin just like the remaining of us."Justine cracked a beaming smile. "Yeah sure, we'
Peter nodded. โIโll go find him some clean clothes to wear. The shirt might be a little tight since heโs so big compared to me, but itโll have to do for now. You should help him get into the shower while I do that. Do you want me to go find the others?โ โThatโs probably a good idea,โ I said. โOnce heโs cleaned up, it should go smoothly.โ Turning to Justine, I motioned to the stairs. โYou remember where that bathroom is, right? Why donโt you go start a nice hot shower and Iโll be up there in a minute?โ I sighed. โItโs too early to tell. He did turn and attack someone, but Iโm not sure how much of it he remembers, or what kind of lasting affect itโll have on his mind. Iโm hoping heโll be able to put it all behind him with some time and love and understanding.โ โBe careful being alone with him,โ Peter remarked. โI know you donโt wanna hear this, but he might be dangerous. I shouldnโt even be leaving you alone with him to go find him something to wear. The only reason I am is because it
Two months later. Joseph screamed, spit flying from his lips as he swung wildly at Clyde. He knocked another man to the ground before he could get out of the way, and he stepped on his back, vaulting off him and leaping at Clyde. He slams into Allenโs chest and drags him down to the ground with a startled shout. Before any of us could even react, he sunk his teeth into Clydeโs shoulder, tearing through the flesh. Clyde grunted as blood welled up and spilled down the front of his chest, staining his white shirt red. Michael and Billie were there in a heartbeat, dragging a kicking and screaming Joseph away from Clyde. I knelt down beside him, pressing a wad of clean napkins to the bleeding wound while trying to ignore the terrified whispers around the room. Thankfully the wound didnโt look too bad, but Iโm sure it couldnโt feel very pleasant. Clyde hissed in pain as I pressed the napkins harder against his chest, trying to stem the flow of blood. โWhat set him off?โ I asked. โIโm not
Unfortunately, I was one of the ones closest to the front.The rottens advanced on us, and Billie pulled the trigger again and again. One more rotten dropped, but the second just staggered as his shoulder jerked back from the impact. Peter fired, and the wounded rotten dropped to the ground, unmoving. The rest of them were on us, and I brought my weapon up. My heart was racing in my chest and my blood pounded like a drum in between my ears, creating a roar that blocked out everything except the harsh sound of my breathing.I pulled the trigger and my hand jerked from the force of the shot, but a rotten dropped. Three more drops to the ground courtesy of Billie and Peter, and I took out an eighth. Only four left; Billie took out two of them with relative ease, leaving the last two for me and Peter while he reloaded. Mine was too close to take the time to aim, so I just screamed in anger and hatred, swinging my weapon up before bringing it back down like a hammer, slamming into the rotte
Justine was going to die in the next couple of hours. Heโs going to be ripped away from me, and then heโs going to come back. He'd probably end up being a rotten for at least a little bit while we get the cure to work. Heโs going to suffer a fate worse than death.The tears streamed down my face and I started to choke. Justine pulled me closer as I cried, but for once it didnโt comfort me; it made me feel claustrophobic and smothered. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe or function. All I could do was cry and gasp for air like my lungs had been punctured or flattened like pancakes. I couldnโt lose him. I couldnโt. PleaseโฆEveryone kept their distance while Justine and I cried it out, and I was forever grateful for it. We needed the space and time to ourselves, even if we didnโt have the time to spare right now. I was dangerously close to breaking, and it was wise for them to keep their distance. All I wanted to do was scream and throw things and pull at my hair, cursing Dr. Melendez, the gove
As the celebration drew to a close, Justine and I headed back to our house. We took our time, enjoying the peacefulness of the night, not really minding the cold anymore as we enjoyed each otherโs company. The others wandered along behind us, watching us with obvious concern. I knew they saw us together during the song, and I knew they saw how it affected us so deeply, but none of them know why or what to say. So they remained quiet and just watched, looking for any sign that something was wrong.When we reached the house, everyone gathered in the living room, taking up every available seat on the couch, chairs, and the floor. Clyde, Billie, and Michael joined us, and together we made a rough plan of attack. โUnfortunately, we donโt know the layout of this area where the lab is,โ Clyde began. โAnd we donโt know the extent of the disease. So weโre going in blind and to an extent, weโll just have to hope that things work out for the best. What we can plan for, however, is what to do in
โYou did look a little green up there,โ Xander said with a smirk.โYou did great. It was a speech to go down in history,โ Clyde replied. โI told Millie it would be, so she had someone write down the entire thing word for word, so we can put it in our records. People will remember that speech for a very long time.โBillie clapped his hands loudly. โWell, now that the official business is over with, who wants some booze?โโYeah, what the hell,โ Michael said, getting to his feet. โThis might be our last chance ever to get drunk.โThe two of them headed up to the front and grabbed red plastic cups, searching through the already open bottles of liquor for something to drink. Billie chose what looked like Captain Morgan spiced rum and he mixed it with coke, making his drink very strong. Michael went with seven and seven, using less liquor and more pop to take it down a notch.โWhat did they mean by โthis might be our last chance ever to get drunkโ?โ Justine asked.โThe three of us are headi
A quick glance out the window showed that it was no longer snowing, which was good for us. It'd make the drive tomorrow much easier if the roads donโt get any worse, and it'd be easier on us when we had to ditch the vehicles and continue on foot. Iโm not sure of the layout of New York, but I assumed weโre not going to be driving straight up to the front door of a top-secret government facility. At the very least Iโm sure there would be a fence, and maybe even more obstacles.I tore myself away from the window, sitting on the edge of the bed with Justine while I pulled on my boots. They zipped up easily, and I waited for him to ready himself mentally. He finally sighed and gets to his feet, following me to the door. The others were already waiting for us downstairs, and I saw Clyde, Billie, and Michael were all with them. This couldnโt be goodโฆโWhatโs going on?โโJust a precaution,โ Clyde assured. โWord got out about Justine being here, and there are a lot of unhappy campers. We just w
โIf youโre right and you guys do succeed, everything is gonna change. Hope will be alive once again. We can actually begin rebuilding instead of just surviving. People wonโt have to be afraid to search for their lost loved ones, or to fall in love again for fear of losing who theyโve given their heart to. So many possibilities, all because of one crazy scientist, and a group of kids crazy enough to go after him," Clyde looked back at us, his eyes shining with unshed tears and the smile on his face growing. โYouโll all have prominent spots in the community if you decide to return. Everyone will know who you are.โPeterโs cheeks turn red. โI donโt know about that,โ he said, looking away. โIโll be happy knowing we made a difference. I donโt need any kind of praise or validation from others. We had a duty to seek out this cure, and we did it. Itโs nothing most people wouldnโt have done if given the chance.โโYou really believe that?โ Clyde asked, lifting one bushy eyebrow. โHuh. I canโt sa
Millie wasnโt the only person in the tent. There were two men in white coats with clipboards, and they ushered us farther into the tent. One closed the flap behind Justine, and he looked us over closely, probably trying to decide where to start with us. While Millie looked after Isabel, he motioned to several nearby chairs. โTake a seat. Weโll take you behind the curtain one at a time and have you undress for a quick examination.โโYouโre shitting us, right?โ Peter asked, eyes narrowing a fraction. โThere is mother fucking snow on the ground. Do you honestly think any of us are stripping?โThe doctor didnโt look up from his clipboard. โItโll only take a moment. We canโt let you any farther into the community until youโve been cleared. Iโm sorry, but youโll have to deal. The sooner you strip, the sooner you can get dressed again. Youโll be given some hot chocolate for your troubles while you wait for your friends to finish," he motioned to the screen behind him, tucked away into the c