A/N: I have now updated the chapter to be a bit longer, enjoy!
I can't believe this.
My friends, they're gone.
Two of the only real friends I've ever had.
I stood at the doorway with my head down. Tears running down my face. Lots of tears. Just letting all of that sink in.
I still have Matt.
"DAD!" I yell to him considering the fact that he and the rest of the family left to pack more things.
"What? What is it?"
"Where are we going?"
"What do you mean?" He replied. I guess i should've been clearer with what I meant.
"Well, we're obviously going to leave this place...where are we going?" We obviously weren't going to stay in this house. We're damned if we do. Then again...we're damned if we don't. Guess it doesn't really matter. But if my dad gives me the answer that I'm hoping for, maybe I'll be okay...
"Well, actually as you were talking to Dahlia, we called Victor" Victor is Matt's Father, "We planned on us staying together."
This made me feel better. Not completely, considering that was only 1 regained friend, but better.
Matt was like a brother to me, just like Joe was. Actually, the three of us were like brothers together. We were quite the trio. I met both of them when I was in about 1st grade. They met about a year later. Then, we became like brothers. We spent almost about every second week at least once together because Matt lives in Indiana and we live about 10-20 minutes away in Illinois. I just wish Joe and Dahlia were still here...we could've all stayed together. I guess their families just had different plans in mind. I can understand that I guess.
My two older sisters are on vaction with their husbands and children...I wonder how they are. I wonder how everyone is. For now, all we can do is mourn and hope for the best...
5 minutes later, we finished loading everything into our van. I brought an extra backpack filled with my veggie burgers (if I was going to be in the apocalypse, I was going to try to stay vegetarian as long as I can. Although I'm sure that would end soon), my sketch books along with some pencils (I needed something to keep me entertained), and my albums along with a cd player and some batteries. I don't know what it is about albums...they just sound so much better. It sounds more alive on the physical copy. It makes me feel more alive...unfortunately I didn't have many. A Day to Remember, Nirvana, Fall Out Boy, All That Remains, Pierce the Veil, Three Days Grace, Black Sabbath, and even The Beatles. Wish I had more. Like Avenged Sevenfold, My Chemical Romance, Upon a Burning Body. I guess I won't be able to get them anymore....unless of course. I fucking rob some record store...its not like anyone will care...and if anyone tries to get in my way I could always take that stupid fucking pen out of their shirt pocket and stab them in their worthless fucking throat...then shove my hand in their and show them what this weak minded fuck can do...and they i'll show them how weak their minds are as I rip it out of their fuc-
WHAT THE FUCK!!??
OH CRAP. Motionless in White just started blasting from my headphones out of nowhere. Didn't realise Immaculate Misconception was playing...luckily I still had some charge left on my phone and had alot more music on there than I do in physical copies. Sure was a sudden change in music genre as I had the playlist on shuffle and was just listening to Nirvana's cover of "The Man That Stole the World". God damn Kurt's voice was so powerful...I just started lip syncing the lyrics along with Chris...that fucking genious goth bastard.
It's weird, the road to Matt's house was actually surprisingly smooth, and quiet. Almost a little too quiet. Nobody was even talking. I guess it's nothing, I didn't exactly feel like talking myself. We were in the middle of the apocalypse after all.
As "Downfall of Us All" by ADTR ended, I finally realised we arrived. Finally, I get to see my brother again.
We walk in as fast as we can. We greet Matt's dad, mom and little sister, Emily outside and without even thinking, I run downstairs to greet Matt.
And then that's when I realised why my parents or brother actually didn't say anything on the way to his house.
He wasn't there.
My brother, wasn't there.
My chance of being even decently okay.
I immediately ran back upstairs to see the two families. Bodies facing me, but not there faces.
"Where's Matt?!" I say to Matt's mother. I didn't mean to raise my voice but I couldn't help it.
She didn't respond. She just stared at the floor. I notice my dad look over to Victor. Which was apparantly some type of signal since he nodded his head back to my father and walked over to me. He handed me a note which read as follows;
Mama, Papa, estoy dejando esta nota para Tony. Porfavor dejasela quando allege. Perdona me....
Hey Tony. It's me Matt. I'm going to keep it simple. Remember our pact. Don't leave me alone to die, okay? I'll meet you here at 8:05. Don't be late.
Of course. Our pact. I was so distracted by the fact that it was the end of the world. I mean of course I would be distracted it's the end of the fucking world for God's sake. Me and Matt made a pact when were 13 that of anything like this was to ever happen, or even one of us decided to run away from home for any fucking reason we'd get eachother and meet at our hideout. From there, we would figure out what we're gonna do. Now, that time has come.
"What does it say?" My brother says breaking the silence
"He ran away, obviously...he said he's sorry for whatever trouble he may have caused. He said he can't handle this and he'd rather be alone. He also hopes that maybe one day he'll be able to see us again" I had to lie. Obviously I couldn't tell them what was really going on. I kind of regretted it too, because Matt's parents and sister started crying heavily. My parents tried to comfort them but they were shedding tears of their own. And i was responsible for that.
After about an hour or so, everyone stopped crying. We had to figure out what we were going to do for the night...well, they did. I knew what I was gonna do. I had to do it. Not only would I be keeping a promise, but I would be doing my family a favor. I'd only slow them down. I know i would.
I stayed in Matt's room. He left his boom box in their which meant I could play some cd's, but playing it loudly (which I wanted to do oh so badly) wasn't exact a choice considering the fact there could be maggot heads outside the house anytime now. I popped in the ADTR album. All I Want started playing. "Keep your hopes up high and your heads down low" that's exactly what I had to do. Especially now. It was now 6:45. Which means I'd be leaving soon. Luckily, everyone was exhausted and were already getting ready for bed. In about an hour, I will soon make the move...
So yeah guys chapter 6! Hope it was longer than past chapters. I really won't be able to tell until I publish it haha. Leave me a comment, I love feedback! And also why not a vote? All you've got to do is tap the screen a few times after all :b and heck why not even a follow! Thank you very much for taking the time to read my story!
P.s. Tony's weird daydream will be explained later on in the story. Plus, there will be some action soon so bear/bare (idk how its spelled) with me!
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A SeperationScience Fiction
Year, 2015. After the tragedy of the spread of the virus, D.A.M.N.A.T.I.O.N, young Tony Guzman is on the search to find his friends and the love of his life all while trying to protect his comrades as best as he can. Little does he know, another sur...