Savage (The End 1)

Not to even look ahead.

Eyes closed, she felt sick to her stomach.

“I got you,” Lucy said.

Her sister didn’t have her.

She was the one that was supposed to have her sister.

Her hands shook and she held on to Lucy.

It’s okay.

It’s fine.

She’d killed two men now.

This was her new norm and she fucking hated it.

“Go to sleep, Lucy.”

It was still so dark. There was no way she’d be sleeping for some time.

“We can keep moving.”

“No. Go to sleep. We’ll move in the morning. If they find us, I’ll take care of it.” She released the bag from her shoulders and grabbed the gun she’d used previously. Once she had the safety off and prepared, she leaned back against the tree with Lucy by her side.

It was cold out but she threw the blanket from her bag over her sister. After a few minutes her sister started to shake.

“I love you, Sasha.”

“Love you too, Lucy.”

If she didn’t love her sister, she’d have left her long ago.

Sasha stayed quiet, waiting for her baby sister to finally fall asleep. With tears running down her cheeks, she rested her head against the tree.

In the back of her mind, the flash of the man on top of her kept repeating. She hadn’t even waited.

All of her life, she hadn’t been a violent person. She’d avoided conflict or fights. High school hadn’t been spent panicking in the halls. She simply hadn’t gotten onto anyone’s bad side.

Fighting always made her feel sick and it would seem, even after all this time, that hadn’t changed. She didn’t know why the men had decided to finally come to her house, nor did she care about the how. If they had found her, it wasn’t going to be long until more people did.

The time for being away from whatever had happened to the world was over. She had to face reality and somehow keep her sister safe.

Chapter Sixteen

Where is everybody?

Sasha opened her eyes and quickly jerked awake when she realized she must have fallen asleep. Hand going to the gun, she raised it up and quickly looked around.

“Good, you’re awake,” Lucy said.

She turned to see her sister holding a dolly that had been packed into her backpack.

“What’s going on?” Sasha ran a hand down her face and quickly pulled her hand away when she realized it was covered in blood.

“I woke up early. You were falling asleep and it’s really, really cold.” Lucy put her doll back into the backpack. “You look … bloody.”

“I know. Come on, we’ve got to start heading out.” Getting to her feet, she wrapped up the blanket, stuffing it into her backpack.

“I’m hungry.”

“I know. That’s why we’ve got to start moving.” They had to go and find some food. The supplies they had back at the cabin had dwindled so much. Not to mention the car they’d used to get up here wouldn’t start—presumably because they’d coasted up here on fumes toward the end—and gas cans that had been in the back from when their dad packed the car, were empty. Sasha knew nothing about vehicles, but the empty gas gauge was confirmation on what the issue was. So, they had to do this on foot.

With her bag on her back, she grabbed Lucy’s hand, held the gun in her other, and started to trek through the forest.

She was careful as they went just in case some people had set some bear traps. Their parents used to talk about people stepping into them and it would create a whole nightmare of trouble.

If bear traps were around, it meant they weren’t far from a house, a cabin, or a trailer.

“If you could be anywhere but here, where would you be?” Lucy asked.

Sasha laughed. “Seriously? You want to play that game?”

“Why not? I’m bored and you don’t look happy. We can do it,” Lucy said.

“Okay, fine. I’m happy to play. I’d be on a beach with a huge plate of steak and potatoes that was constantly warm so that I could eat and enjoy at my leisure.” Her stomach growled.

“I’d love a big pile of pancakes with all the maple syrup from the bottle. Bacon. Lots of bacon. Oh, and eggs.”

Sasha laughed. “That sounds good.”

“I love food. I miss food.” Lucy rubbed her stomach and that one simple action made Sasha feel like the world’s worst sister.

Lucy shouldn’t be going hungry because of her.

“Me too. I miss food.”

“Do you think we’ll ever be able to have steak again?”

“I hope so.”

“What about waffles?”

Sasha chuckled. “The moment I can make them for you, consider it a done deal.”

Lucy clapped her hands before throwing them around her waist. “Before you cook though, you’ve got to wash. You look … scary.”

She didn’t even have a clue what she looked like but she couldn’t imagine it wasn’t good.

They walked out of the forest and she found the main round. She didn’t know how much time had passed.