Edward’s POV.She hit my arm for the umpteenth time with a sharp glare. “Why the hell did you think it was okay to die?” She whisper-yelled.Because I was reminded of my darkest moments until I saw you. I thought to myself as I drank in every feature of her lovely face. Although she had a scowl at the moment, she was still beautiful, almost too beautiful.Right after the bus passed I told Caleb and Mitch to go to the gatekeeper's house and rejoined them after locking the gate. I had missed being breakfast for the swarm by a mere second. Whenever I was late and had to sneak in, I’d follow through his place.If my thoughts were free of the trauma my mum had put me through and I planned to live, then I would have remembered earlier. But at least, I remembered, no matter how late. Chloe had been hitting the same spot since we reunited with them and reprimanding me as quietly as she could when mad.She figured out what I was previously up to when I told her goodbye. She hit the spot again,
Chloe’s POV.The bus was quiet as we drove into the street of the police station, it was a mess. There were cars left open, dropped bags and forgotten shoes, papers and overturned motorcycles, blood stains and torn ligaments from what used to be people.It was a no brainer, the infection had reached this place. It made my heart pound with fear at the countless worst-case scenarios that passed through my mind, none of which were in our favour. My hand gripped the rail tightly till my knuckles turned white.I pushed the saliva down the huge lump that had formed in my throat as the bus slowed to a stop. “You need to see this,” Michael said in a low tone, his voice was cold but the lingering disbelief drew my attention.I forced my quivering legs up. They were numb beneath me as they trudged to the front of the bus. A whimper escaped my lips as I took in the scene before us. There were several grown-ups now turned, lined in front of the police station.Upon hearing the sound of the bus, t
The Gomez Family House. Chloe's POV. "Wake up Chloe! You have to get ready for school." My sister's chirpy voice drawled as she shook me violently. I groaned and snuggled further into my bed out of her reach. "I'll be up in a minute" I croaked. "Chloe!!" My mum yelled. "Just give me five more minutes..." I cried back and covered my head with the blanket. I was anything but an early bird, my mum and sis were but that's not the worst part, they rarely had naps. Terrible right? I had two psychopaths living with me cause how does one not take naps?? A cold breeze hit me and my toes curled up immediately -my blanket was snatched from me. My eyes shot up to glare at the perpetrator. "Kira, if you don't want today to be your funeral, I suggest you give me back my blanket." She smirked and feigned thinking. "Hmm... Nah, I'll pass." She stuck out her tongue. Her cheerful laugh filled the air as she ran out of the room. Mad by the fact that my sleep was cut short I stood up with a warc
Bulchewski High School.Chloe's POV."I'll pick you guys up by 3 pm okay?" She poked her head out of the car and smiled at us. "Yeah sure, see you!" I waved at her. "See you later squirt" I chimed at Kira and practically ran off. "Slow down!" I heard her yell from afar but I didn't, not until I got to the unfinished building project at the far end of the school. I slowed to a stop and took deep breaths to calm myself. My heart raced frantically against my chest and I couldn't help the smile that grew wider with every second that passed. I took some mints and chewed quickly, I had to get rid of my chicken breath. I stood by the wall and took a breather. The sweat dried quickly and a cool breeze replaced the heat I felt. The ongoing building was not to be trespassed by students and that is precisely why we chose here as our rendezvous. It was quiet, out of reach and out of sight from watchful eyes. Although I had to admit, it was much more quiet than usual. Almost eerie if I must sa
Bulchewski High School.Chloe's POV."Can anyone tell me what happened in the history of the Whalians?" Mrs Potter pushed her glasses up as she leaned against her table. Her lips were set in a straight line as she waited patiently for an answer. The class was quiet for a few minutes, everyone looked anywhere but at her. "None of you did the assignment?" She snapped. "For each minute that passes, I will have you run the field for it if someone doesn't answer." She threatened. I cleared my throat and raised my hand. "Chloe, yes go ahead and tell us." She smiled at me and I could hear the relief sighs of my classmates. "The government's reign was cruel for years and eventually the citizens got tired. They got tired of the constant insecurity in the country, the food scarcity, and the lack of basic amenities like education, electricity, good road networks, and working hospitals amongst many other things. Death was on a rise as well, rather than being protected by their country they we
Bulchewski High School.Chloe's POV."Ouch!" I shouted and turned to see who hit my head. It was Jordan. "Why did you have to get all riled up? One would think you are a part of the Whalians." He sat on the table in front of me. "Or the LGBTQ," Mabel spoke up from her seat with a sneer. I clenched my fist and gritted, trying my possible best to fight back the wrath that was surging within me. "Calm down, Chloe." Mitch placed his hands on my shoulders and massaged me. "Don't let her get to you okay?" He said overly sweetly. I forced myself not to gag. Every day I grew more and more tired of this guy. 'Go away!' is what I wished to say but instead, I remained silent. My classmates "awwed" and teased us and I heard him chuckle behind me. "God! Am I a spoon?" Betty called from her seat as she stared straight at us. "When will someone love me the way Mitch loves Chloe?" She swooned dramatically. "Betty, my love! Your face is the most beautiful here, no, in the entire school! And your
Bulchewski High School. Chloe’s POV. "Class, turn your textbooks to page 18. There you will see the nine regiments of English Language or as I like to call them the nine commandments." Our English teacher, Mr George said with a toothy smile but everyone was clearly unimpressed by the poor attempt at a joke. Like, come on......The nine commandments.... really? He noticed the lack of enthusiasm from the class, cleared his throat and continued. "Tough crowd hm? Anyways, you guys will learn all nine and tell me individually on Thursday." The class groaned in protest of the assignment. "Groan all you want, but that presentation makes up your CA for this week." Mr George said stubbornly. "Excuse me, sir, I don't know the ten commandments of the Bible, so how am I going to learn the nine commandments in three days?" Caleb said lazily. Everyone looked at Caleb with a pitiful shake of heads. “Idiot.” Mabel scorned. “Dumb cunt.” Caleb replied in a heartbeat and I snickered alongsi
Bulchewski High School.Chloe’s POV.“Wait!” My trembling hand hovered over the backdoor handle. With a deep breath, I turned toward Edward. His blue eyes which always shone with love and confidence showed fear for the first time since I’ve known him. I swallowed and looked away from him. The longer I stared into his eyes, the more guilt built up within me. I can’t afford to feel that, I can’t afford to let anyone stop me from going to Kira, not even him. I nodded my head and held the door handle. I pulled it open, and the door to the classroom directly opposite mine opened at that exact time. Deborah, a junior student who came by often to ask for our board cleaner stood trembling with blood splattered all over. “Help…. Me..” Her lips read but I stood rooted in fear. She stretched out her hand and tried to take a step forward but was dragged back into the classroom. Her wails filled the air and I broke down in sweat, that could be happening to Kira right now. I am wasting time bein