Surviving Earth: Makayla's Journey by Cora A. Murray Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Cora A. Murray
they're messing with." A tear leaks from my eye at the thought of my dad.
"Damn!" I say aloud. Why did this have to happen to him? I miss you Daddy, where ever you might be . Quickly clearing my thoughts, I stand to walk the perimeter of the small home.
I hear a scratching noise coming from the living room, where Lainey, Logan, and Ricky are all asleep so I walk in and inspect the room, not seeing anything out of place. We boarded the windows up the best we could with the two small mattresses we found and put the fridge in front of the door, assuring we were not disturbed during the night.
When I'm almost at the window, the scratching gets louder. Then I hear the whines of what sounds like a dog, but I know better. All the animals died off soon after the Earth dried up. The whining and scratching becomes more frantic, then I hear the moans of a flesh eater nearby. Lifting the mattress off the window I look out, there on the doorstep is a small dog. He is no bigger than my ankle. I see the zombie ramble closer, fresh meat in it's sight.
Lifting the window, I tear the old worn screen off, grabbing the dog up just as the zombie reaches its side. A rotten arm with half the hand gnawed off lands on the back of my arm, the struggle for the dog becoming harder and harder as the seconds tick by.
"Lainey, Logan, please help." I say in my first real panic. If I happen to get bit, it will be over. I might as well walk out into the woods and shoot myself. The zombie’s teeth near my arm before I am suddenly jerked backwards and me and the pup are in the house. I look up into Logan's eyes just before he shoots the zombie’s head off.
Damn. More would be coming and soon, but it couldn't be helped. Cuddling the dog to my chest, I mumble a quick, "Thank you, Logan."
"You're lucky. Just what the hell were you thinking?" He asks angrily.
Pointing a finger to my chest I say, "I was thinking of saving something, which I've done on more than one occasion; including you!"
Wiping a hand across his mouth, he looks out the window. "More will be coming now. Maybe we should just leave." He says as he puts the window back the way it was before.
"Wake Lainey and Ricky. I'll get Blu, Tessa and Gage." I say quietly, still holding onto the small dog.
A few minutes later we are on the road at night once again. This time Blu drives as I stare off into the distance, the truck lights catching the dead eyes of zombies as we drive on. I am exhausted and need sleep, but I know Blu may need a second set of eyes.
"Mak, rest. I've got this." He says quietly, looking me in the eyes. God, he looks just as tired as I do.
"I'll stay awake till the sun starts to rise, then maybe I can sleep. Besides, it’s time for Gage's meds." I reply.
Just before the sun breaks across the land I see a sign that says Welcome to Colorado , which makes me happy for the quickest of seconds. I'm coming Clara and Beth, it's just taking awhile to get there. Don't lose faith, I'm coming .
I awake sometime later to someone licking my face. "Ugh, cut that out." I say as I push whoever it is aside.
"Mak, wake up." I hear Tessa say softly.
"Umm, what's wrong, Tessa?" I ask with my eyes still closed.
"We need you to wake up, Makayla!" Someone shouts at me. That immediately wakes me from my slumber.
Reaching for my Glock, I look around for any foreseeable dangers. Seeing absolutely nothing, I look for the voice that screamed for my attention.
"What's wrong, Blu?" I ask irritated at being woken from my sleep.
"We're getting low on fuel and so are they." Blu says with a shrug of his shoulders, meaning Logan and Lainey.
Looking around I see night coming on the horizon. "Why, didn't you stop before now? What the hell? You should have woken me!" I shout angrily.
"You needed to sleep, Mak. Besides we have stopped twice, there just weren't any cars or trucks nearby." He says while slamming
"Damn!" I say aloud. Why did this have to happen to him? I miss you Daddy, where ever you might be . Quickly clearing my thoughts, I stand to walk the perimeter of the small home.
I hear a scratching noise coming from the living room, where Lainey, Logan, and Ricky are all asleep so I walk in and inspect the room, not seeing anything out of place. We boarded the windows up the best we could with the two small mattresses we found and put the fridge in front of the door, assuring we were not disturbed during the night.
When I'm almost at the window, the scratching gets louder. Then I hear the whines of what sounds like a dog, but I know better. All the animals died off soon after the Earth dried up. The whining and scratching becomes more frantic, then I hear the moans of a flesh eater nearby. Lifting the mattress off the window I look out, there on the doorstep is a small dog. He is no bigger than my ankle. I see the zombie ramble closer, fresh meat in it's sight.
Lifting the window, I tear the old worn screen off, grabbing the dog up just as the zombie reaches its side. A rotten arm with half the hand gnawed off lands on the back of my arm, the struggle for the dog becoming harder and harder as the seconds tick by.
"Lainey, Logan, please help." I say in my first real panic. If I happen to get bit, it will be over. I might as well walk out into the woods and shoot myself. The zombie’s teeth near my arm before I am suddenly jerked backwards and me and the pup are in the house. I look up into Logan's eyes just before he shoots the zombie’s head off.
Damn. More would be coming and soon, but it couldn't be helped. Cuddling the dog to my chest, I mumble a quick, "Thank you, Logan."
"You're lucky. Just what the hell were you thinking?" He asks angrily.
Pointing a finger to my chest I say, "I was thinking of saving something, which I've done on more than one occasion; including you!"
Wiping a hand across his mouth, he looks out the window. "More will be coming now. Maybe we should just leave." He says as he puts the window back the way it was before.
"Wake Lainey and Ricky. I'll get Blu, Tessa and Gage." I say quietly, still holding onto the small dog.
A few minutes later we are on the road at night once again. This time Blu drives as I stare off into the distance, the truck lights catching the dead eyes of zombies as we drive on. I am exhausted and need sleep, but I know Blu may need a second set of eyes.
"Mak, rest. I've got this." He says quietly, looking me in the eyes. God, he looks just as tired as I do.
"I'll stay awake till the sun starts to rise, then maybe I can sleep. Besides, it’s time for Gage's meds." I reply.
Just before the sun breaks across the land I see a sign that says Welcome to Colorado , which makes me happy for the quickest of seconds. I'm coming Clara and Beth, it's just taking awhile to get there. Don't lose faith, I'm coming .
I awake sometime later to someone licking my face. "Ugh, cut that out." I say as I push whoever it is aside.
"Mak, wake up." I hear Tessa say softly.
"Umm, what's wrong, Tessa?" I ask with my eyes still closed.
"We need you to wake up, Makayla!" Someone shouts at me. That immediately wakes me from my slumber.
Reaching for my Glock, I look around for any foreseeable dangers. Seeing absolutely nothing, I look for the voice that screamed for my attention.
"What's wrong, Blu?" I ask irritated at being woken from my sleep.
"We're getting low on fuel and so are they." Blu says with a shrug of his shoulders, meaning Logan and Lainey.
Looking around I see night coming on the horizon. "Why, didn't you stop before now? What the hell? You should have woken me!" I shout angrily.
"You needed to sleep, Mak. Besides we have stopped twice, there just weren't any cars or trucks nearby." He says while slamming
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