“Sussie, are you there? Can you hear me alright?”
Stirring on the floor, I slowly wake up hearing my dad's voice. Looking around, the house is empty and another beep came from the CB. Lifting my achy body off of the floor, I walk over and speak into the radio.
“Yea dad, I'm ok. I just fell asleep. You and mom ok?”
“Yea, we are fine. The news cut off and Don stopped by saying there is a town meeting for those who stayed.”
“Ok, let me get ready and I'll pick you and mom up.” Dad agreed.
Walking to my room as I look at all the photos handing on my wall, tears filled my eyes seeing a happy Alex in all of them. I can't believe how much it hurts losing my husband. Gliding around the room, looking at the photos and remembering the memories we shared, I will never heal from this. Whatever those things are, I will make sure they die the moment they step on my land. I grab my clothes in a hurry and head for the bathroom to shower and have a fresh start.
After showering, I comb through my hair and put it in a pony tail while looking out the window. Watching the trees sway with the wind looking so peaceful but it seems too quiet right now and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Maybe the monsters are out there and watching me or maybe I'm losing my mind.
Trying to shake the feeling, I decide to wear some shorts and a tank top. Simple yet perfect for the weather today. As I gather my keys and some coffee, looking at the counter I decide to bring my gun. I will be with a large group of folks but having those videos burned into my head has made me extra cautious. Opening the garage door, I look around the front with caution and notice nothing is out of place or changed. Maybe they won't come out to the sticks and just stay in big cities. Feeling a jolt of energy run though my veins; I need to take advantage of the monsters not being here and gather more supplies.
Hoping in the truck, I pull out of the garage and close the door as I make my way to the road. We will see what Don has planned, but after that, I will make my own supply run and start sealing up the house.
Pulling up to mom and dad's house, they are on the porch swing waiting. “Let's go! I got shit to do today you old farts!” They both threw their heads back as laughs filled the air.
“There's my girl. You had me worried that I might have lost you yesterday. I know times are tough but you are one strong woman and can overcome the hardest of obstacles.” Smiling at my dad, I lean towards the back and kiss him on the cheek. If anyone was able to help me out of this, it would be him.
Dad said we would be heading to City hall which is in the same direction as the local store I went to yesterday. Heading that way, we look around and notice most residence have left. Their vehicles are gone leaving a trail of items from their open front doors to where their vehicles use to be. Shivers start running down my spins thinking about the what if's.
What if they didn't make it or what if they got attacked on the road. As tears well in my eyes as pull into the parking lot for city hall. Shaking the thought, I take a deep breath and calm myself making myself look stronger than what I really am.
“Are we early? There are only ten vehicles here?” Looking at my dad as worry seeps through his eyes. Shaking his head slowly, we exit the truck and look towards the road. No noise is traveling in the distance. After a few more moments, we decide to head inside to see if there was any news on the rest of our town.
Walking in the door we stride down the hall and enter two large double doors being held open with folding chairs. Looking around, we see about only fifteen residents standing around the podium where Don is standing. I walk in with a small smile on my face hoping we will make the best of this. “Hey Don, how's it going?” I say reaching out to shake his hand. “Were hanging in there Susan, how are you? And where is Alex? I was sure we would have had more residents joining us today?” Feeling the tears push to the surface, my dad leans over to whisper in Dons ear and his eyes became large. Backing from my father, Don gathers me in a hug and squeezes tight. "Alex was a good man. I am so sorry Susan." Don released me from his grasp as walked in front of the podium.
“Thank you all for joining me this evening, I understand it has been quite difficult for everyone to leave their homes due to the things that have invaded our planet but I believe we need to have a plan.” Gathering all eyes and ears, he releases a small smile trying to ease all the worry. “With that being said, I think we all need to gather what supplies we can and make ours homes safe. We are all separated by streets and woods so I think we all should move to homes closer to one another.” After that statement, everyone started talking loudly and saying there is no way they were leaving their homes. I agree. There is no way I will be leaving my home due to my crops and it was the one thing that can help our survival.
“Don, what everyone means is that we appreciate your concern, but I don't think we are willing to leave the place's we have built for our families just to move closer to one another. Everyone who wanted to run, left. Which leaves us and we are survivors. We can keep in contact by phone until the power goes off or if everyone can gather fuel for generators to run CB radios.” Nodding his head as I spoke. I look around to all the surviving southern folk and smiled. “We are strong! We are resourceful and know these woods better than any other. I don't know what those monsters are or the strength they have but I will not give up my home!”
Raising my arm in a fist as our voices roared throughout the building. As everyone calmed from cheering, I grab a pen and paper from Don. “Now everyone, we need to list our names and numbers so we all can be in contact. We will go back to the trading days and live the way our ancestors did.” Shortly after, one by one, each person walked over with smiles plastered on their faces and wrote down their information. The power behind our group is amazing and I know we are strong enough to get through the toughest of times. Feeling better about the situation, I say my farewells and head towards the door with my parents.
“Sorry y'all, I need to gather supplies and its already the middle of the day.” With that, everyone started to head out with the same thing in mind. Gather supplies and keep their homestead safe.
After dropping my parents off, I stopped at the home in between ours to see what I could gather. I noticed them leaving yesterday so I knew their home would be vacant. Pulling up, the home looked untouched which is great for me.Getting out of my truck, I make sure I have my gun ready and grab my backpack for any small items. Looking around the yard, not a person in sight. Feeling good about the silence, I make my way towards the back of the driveway where the barn is located. Walking to the barn, I reach for my flashlight and as I'm about to reach for the door, a sound stirs from inside. Grabbing my gun and pointing it towards the door, I take a step back and continue to listen. Seconds later, silence fills my ears and I move back towards the barn with caution.Slowly sliding the door, I peek in and see nothing but darkness. Opening it more to let the light in, I shine my flashlight inside and start looking around before stepping in. With there
Pulling up to my home, the full force of pain radiates throughout my whole body. Taking deep breaths, I limp into the house while closing and locking the door. As I head for the bathroom, I glance at the floor as blood spills down my legs leaving a trail. walking in, I go to sit on the toilet next to the counter. Inhaling a breath of relief, I open the drawer and pull out my emergency kit along with the peroxide. Removing the belt from my thigh, I observe the damage as more liquid drains out of the gash.Unfortunately, I do not have a needle and thread, only an at home staple kit. “This shit is going to hurt...” I say to myself bracing for the pain. Pouring the peroxide over the gash, I wince as the burn spread along with the peroxide. As I pat dry, I hope the wound heals soon so there is no more blood loss; I don't know how much more by body will take. Grabbing a staple in one hand, the other is squeezing the wound to keep it closed. With shaky hands,
After caring for my leg, I look around and notice Luke was no longer in the living room but I smell food cooking. He sure made himself athomenow didn't he?A few minutes later, Luke brought a tray in with chicken noodle soup and two grilled cheese sandwiches. Smiling, I take the tray and place it on my lap.“Thank you, you did not need to do that.” My stomach started to rumble and I realized this is the first time I'm eating today. “Well, for you to heal properly, you need to eat.” Pushing his attitude towards me. Tilting my head to the side, I look up and watch him roll his eyes. Well, he went from nice to being an ass really quick. Ignoring him, I started to eat and as the first touch of food hit my tongue, I was in heaven. Smiling up to my dad with a mouth full of food, he kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door as Luke followed suit.This whole thing couldn't get any weirder. My d
With my grip being so tight, my gun started to shake as I try to make out the largely built shape in front of me. Only hearing a deep, course breath, I start walking back. Rubbing my eyes with my free hand as I aim with the other. Starting to see clearly, Luke's face starts coming into my view.“Can you stop pointing a gun at me?” He painfully says while shifting towards the island, placing a hand on the side to help him stand. Lowering the gun, I notice he is in fact shirtless, but also bleeding all over the floor.“Are you ok Luke? You look pretty fucked up.” Placing my gun down, I walk into the kitchen and grab a towel. Making it back to him, I place the towel lightly on the marks running along the front of his torso.“Yea, I'm alright. Just looking for a doctor.” His face showed an amused look and I couldn't help but smile. Looking to make sure the door was closed and then I guided Luke
Luke's POV-I have no idea why she is so damn stubborn or why she can't trust me. Susan is the ideal mate but the way her and her dad have talked about such hate towards my kind, there is no way I can tell her what I am. Not now anyways.What is the best way to explain to her what happened? The events that happened at the meteor are quite foggy still. What I do know is most of the creatures that were made are complete monsters. I don't blame them completely for hating them but after I was turned, I chose to run, not kill.The moment the mist swarmed over the thousands of people in the area, me being one, all I heard was yelling. The piercing screams along with bones breaking was terrifying. I was standing in a crowd of people one minute and the next, my body was throbbing from pain. My bones were shifting and cracking with each move I made.I started running as fast as my legs could take me until I collapsed to t
Susan's POV-Who the hell does he think he is? Getting mad at me for protecting myself and my family? Alex told me not to trust strangers and I won't. After finishing my breakfast and washing the dishes, I started to get ready for my day. My leg is still sore but thankfully a full two days of healing, the bleeding fully stopped and I can move it a lot more.Walking out the front door, I gasp at all the damage they have done to my house. The gutters and siding were completely torn from my home, along with having to replace all my windows. Tears well in my eyes walking around my home, the home I worked so hard for. Shaking the anger, I open my garage and began the clean-up. Lifting the pieces thrown all over my yard I notice dust covered the grass in certain places. There had to of been twenty blood suckers with how much dust covered my yard.As I finish picking up the debris in my yard, a noise was coming from the road. Squealing and
As I try to open my eyes, they feel swollen. I look to my side and notice Luke still holding me as he sleeps sitting upwards on the couch. Trying not to make sudden movements, I look towards the windows and it's night time. How long was I asleep? Then suddenly, flashbacks hit me like a brick wall of what happened before I fell asleep. Feeling arms tightening around me I break down again. Placing his hand on my head, Luke brings me closer to rest on his shoulder."Are you alright?""No, where is my sister?" Hopefully my father didn't move her himself. I feel horrible about breaking down but the shock took over my whole body and I swore she was still alive. I kept working and the blood kept coming out the wounds. I worked as hard as I could knowing she would live."After you fell asleep, I laid you down and helped your father bring her to their house. They want to have a ceremony today for her if you're up for it." Feeling speechless,
Leaning my head back as Luke continues to caress my chest, his hand around my waist loosens and slowly starts to glide down. As he hovers over my sweet spot, I place one hand over his and the other starts running through his beautiful black hair. Feeling him wanting to back away, I begin to put pressure guiding him lower. Feeling his arms tense up he suddenly removes his hands and grasps my hips roughly turning me around. Looking at him with shocked eyes, he shoves me on the bed and stalks his way over to me.Climbing on top, his hands run along my body sending shivers down my spine. Lowering his head to my thighs, he begins kissing and licking his way to my sweat spot. Each touch feeling better than the last. Placing both arms under my legs, grabbing my waist, he forces my body towards him. Looking down, I see his him staring into my soul as a grin spread across his lips. Lowering his head, the first lick to my lips almost pushed me to the edge and my legs buckle