To say I slept like a rock was an understatement. I got to my room and knocked the hell out. I expected to stay up all—well most—of the night thinking about Jacob's revelation but my body had other plans for me. When I woke up the smell of pancakes immediately, hit me, and I saw Jacob by the door with a tray of food. Again he's just too extra I'd be just happy with a can of sausages and some bread because we were living in the apocalypse.
"Morning sleepyhead," well someone's in an excellent mood today because those two words were the most cheerful I've heard from anyone since this begun.
"I guess the early bird does get the worm," I said while sitting up.
"This is for you. I know it's too much and all but—"
"It's okay," I cut him off before he could continue. I made a gesture with my hand to let him know he could approach and put down the tray. But when he set it down I saw that it was indeed too much. I had to bite my tongue because I would either curse him out or laugh hard. Calm down femme. "Are you going to keep being this corny? Or am I just too insensitive?"
"What is corny about this? And yes you are too insensitive."
"Well, thanks for your honesty but I think the pancakes would just fine if they weren't heart-shaped and covered in chocolate. It looks good though I'll give you that," I put my fist out so we could fist bump. Jacob merely looked at me like I was crazy then he finally sighed, and fist bumped me. "If you want to go through with this you're going to deal with a very problematic girl. I'm bipolar, and I have ADHD. Plus when the world went to shit I had massive ass anxiety, and I don't think that has gotten any better so yeah... You in?"
"Hell yeah. Bring. It. On!"
"Oh and I'm like super dramatic so be ready boo," to that he got closer and kissed my lips softly then went to his original position in front of me. "Are you going to sit there watching me eat like a creep? Eat with me or do something else. Jeez," I said, and he laughed. This boy is crazy; he was laughing. And I was there looking dumbfounded.
"I'll eat with you, and I can eat you too," he finally had calmed down and grabbed the extra fork on the tray and slurred the last part of his sentence in attempts to make me misunderstand what he had said. I'm just going to ignore him.
"So I was checking the calendar, and I noticed that your birthday is in two weeks." After breakfast, Jacob took the tray downstairs, and I went to get washed up. Now we—Jacob and I—were on the farm because I needed help with it so, yours truly was going to assign jobs to everyone and teach them what I know. While we waited for everyone to get here, we were organizing some bags. If this farm got any bigger, we would have to expand to the park down the street. Currently, we were taking a break, and Jacob had decided that it was a good idea to bring my birthday up.
"I know. I don't care," I shrugged and decided that the break was over. My fellow house partner wasn't having it though as he grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me close to him.
"If you don't I do. Why wouldn't you care about your birthday anyways?" the stubborn little fuck said.
"It's not a new thing. I've always been like this. Unless I got up my ass and asked for something special or planned something special, no one would give it to me. Not my friends, not my parents. So I realized that you don't make that day special, but the people around you do. And no one did that for me. Ever! Not even just a little gift to say they remembered you on that day. Nothing! So I stopped trying and let it be what it always has been. A regular day just like any other. Now you know, are you happy?"
"So you don't want anything—"
"No, I just want a good book and peace," I cut him off before things turned south.
"Okay. Here come your friends," Jacob said changing the subject. Smart move. I moved away from him slightly to get a better view of my friends coming down to the now gated park entrance and make their way to us.
"Hey lovebirds!" Christina said first.
"Girl if you don't shut your mouth..." I retorted and turned to face the now complete group and spoke up: "Before we start training we'll start farming. Yey!" Note the sarcasm, "I don't know how none of you asked me about a bunch of cows, goats, chickens, and pigs in the park but this is my farm. My eggs, flour, milk, meat, veggies come from this farm. Yes, I'm very organized."
I know what y'all are thinking: it's so convenient the author has given me the right conditions to survive in this holocaust of the undead. Well, it's not just sugar and roses. It did so just happen that where she lives, she has all these things by her door, literally so.
Well, I wasted no time in explaining how the farm worked and what they had to do and how. I assigned what needed to be appointed, and together we all got to work. Farming went on so much faster than when I'm alone. I would have to take a whole day to take care of the farm, and now I don't need to. We completed our job by midday and ready for our midday snack to move on to the next task.
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Living in the apocalypse has its toll on a person. Like for example, you become a hoarder. In my case I hoard weapons. You never know when you need them the most. There's no such thing as one too many when it comes to weapons and food.
I had decided that it was best if I let everyone chose a basic weapon, so they get used to them before moving on to katanas, knives, and guns. So, I had spread out on the floor of the abandoned school playground: bats, monkey wrenches, pickaxes, hammers, axes, and crowbars.
"How'd you kill your first thing?" Joshua asked while looking up at me.
You know what comes next guys. I told him the unbelievable story of how I killed the undead with nothing but a microphone.
"Well that's... unexpected", Zaphire commented while making a face of utter shock and entertainment.
"It's life! Now, you have two minutes left to choose the weapon you want. Pick them up, taste the weight, swing it around, just don't hurt anyone," I commanded.
When the two minutes were up I was pleased to see that everyone had chosen a weapon: Yoncé chose an ax, Joshua picked a monkey wrench, Kyla chose a bat, and so did Elise, Zaphire and Christina decided on hammers while Jasmin and Lucious took a pickaxe and Jacob took a crowbar.
"Now I want you guys to practice your swings so go by the trees and go crazy," I said. Of course, my lazy ass sat down and drank some OJ while they worked. After a good ten minutes, I saw them slowing down and noticed that some were already sitting down. "This was good practice guys. Does anyone want to change weapons? No? Good, let's load up the cars then," I said while getting up and speed walking back to the house.
Jasmin ran up to me and asked: "Where are we going? What do we need the cars for?" I thought it was best to explain to everyone when they were together because I didn't feel like repeating myself. So I stopped walking turned on my heels to face the rest who had just caught up to us.
"So guys," I wheezed, "Who wants to go kill some zombies?" I questioned. Let me tell you of the strength I had to find not to roll on the floor laughing at the panicked looks on their faces. "No one?" I urged, "Well, I'm sure as hell not going to bring those things in here, so if you want to practice you have one choice. So shall we?" I was a big sister I was very authoritative; it's hard to switch it off. I turned again and ran to the house, went inside and grabbed the keys for the Land Rover Discovery 4 and the Hummer. We needed two cars since we were ten. That meant five people in each car. After impatiently waiting, they got here, and I went upstairs to get my guns from last time and some for Jacob too.
Outside, I tossed him a key and told everyone to jump in. I put the gear in reverse and reversed out of the driveway. When I got to the front gate, I told Lucious and Joshua to go open it up. Both cars went through, and they closed it back up and jogged back to the vehicles. I then sped up to another mall close by, the Avenue Mall, with Jacob right behind me.
When we got there, I didn't put the car in the parking lot as I noticed that just the outside had roaming walkers. I exited the car and waited for everyone to do the same. When they did I told them all they needed to know about these creatures: walkers bite—duh—but if they scratch you you'll be fine, it'll just hurt like hell. At the state of decomposition, they were in they were very slow especially if the zombies hadn't fed in awhile; they are strong and even stronger in hordes. They are attracted to fire—so if you are chased or attacked, and fire just starts they'll forget about you—and they walk right in it and burn. They are blind, so they guide themselves mostly by sound and smell—but if you stay very still and slow your breathing when they are close to you you'll be okay. They have great difficulty in getting up when they fall. Last but not least—this is certainly the most important point—to kill them you must destroy the brain—meaning: shooting at it, perforating it with something sharp, cutting it, stomping it, bashing it. As long as you destroy the brain, they stop.
I said this very slowly so everyone could understand and when I finished informing them, it was time for a demonstration. Since I had only given my group basic weapons it was only fair I demonstrated with one. So I put aside all my other weapons, except for two guns, just in case, and picked up my bat and crouched under the wicket.
I didn't take long for the nearest walker to sense me and it didn't take long for me to get up and swing my bat aiming directly for the head. Unfortunately, I didn't use enough strength and thing only fell. I wasted no time in bashing its brains. The other walkers took notice of the commotion and were coming too. I went full on Babe Ruth swinging and dodging and running. For this reason, I did cardio.
"Come on guys. Try the ones on the floor first. Don't let them grab your ankles if you are not wearing boots. Don't let them bite you and aim for the head," I boasted them on, "Come on don't be shy!"
Jacob wasted no time in joining me. He went directly for the biters that were following me. Trying to be the hero, I am guessing? Not today honey. I climbed on top of a Mitsubishi Pajero and sat down. My friends were doing just fine with the walkers on the floor. "Guys they're coming for you look up!" And so they did and much to my surprise they didn't cower and ran like crazy they fought back. Great! Meanwhile, the zombies that were chasing me surrounded the car I was on. I expected to see Jacob coming to help, but when I looked in his direction, he had his hands full. More killing for me I presume. While they were clawing skyward trying to reach me, I was bashing their heads with my bat. There was one I hit so hard the car window broke. What I heard after the window broke made me drop to my knees.
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