Creepers
Chapter
13
I open my eyes to Everett gently
shaking me awake. I groan and turn onto my stomach.
“Ten more
minutes…” I moan and try to go back to sleep.
“Well we’re leaving in twenty, Riley, so you better
be ready by then.” I hear him get up and start to pack up
his things.
I lie around counting the aches and pains I feel today. The pain
has numbed to a dull ache, but I still feel sharp pains in my
ribs when I move too sharply. I decide to get up and get ready. I
lace my boots up nice and tight and gather my things messily,
shoving them into my bag. I zip up my jacket all the way to my
neck and rewrap my broken fingers tightly before grabbing my gun.
I’m still able to hold it fairly easily. Everyone is
getting ready to leave, so I hoist my bag onto my back. I cringe
slightly, the weight on my back hurting my burns, but I readjust
and walk off with everyone else.
As we walk I never realized how much energy you expend lugging a
bag with you and trying to walk over the unstable terrain. After
just a couple of hours Everett is practically pulling me
alongside him with me stumbling over every possible obstacle. He
stops me for a second.
“Give me your bag.”
I shake my head. I can handle it myself. Even Everett could after
his accident with the zombies.
“Come on Riley. You’re struggling to keep up. Just
give it to me and I’ll carry it for you.”
“No way. I can do it myself.” I smooth back my hair
and stomp off ahead of him.
The truth is that it really is weighing me down and the straps
are starting to rub my burned shoulders raw, but I’m not
going to give into the pain. I am not a fragile doll that
everyone needs to look after, especially not Everett. I trudge
through the woods until we come to a stop by a stream.
I throw my bag off my shoulders and lie on the ground breathing
deeply. Everett sits down beside me, but I give him a look, get
up, and walk over to the stream. I unzip my jacket, exposing my
bare shoulders to the cool air and splash some of the cold water
on my burns. My back has deep red marks from the backpack straps.
I think the red really compliments the purple and green bruises
on my chest and stomach. I put my jacket back on and start to get
the chills. I have a headache so I make sure to drink plenty of
water. I sit with my head between my knees, trying to wait out
the nausea I’m feeling. Just as I am standing up, another
wave of nausea hits me and I run behind a tree, spilling my
lunch. I wipe my mouth and hold my stomach as I walk back over to
the stream.
Everett is by my side and he presses his hand to my forehead.
“You seem warm.”
I shake my head. “I-I’m fine.” My voice shakes
and so does the rest of my body. I feel dizzy and sway slightly,
collapsing into Everett’s arms. “Can we take a
break?” I mutter before passing out.
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luckyjax98 · 1 decade ago
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