Kim’s Earth: Chloe: Waking Up (part 4)
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“Great.” I ran my hand through my hair again. “Take whatever you need from the kitchen, or anywhere else. No one here’s going to need it any more and once I’ve had something to eat I’m going to check Kim’s house. If she’s not there then she’ll be at her nan’s, because there’s a wood burning stove there, with her brothers, as well as whoever Micheal rang to invite to stay with them. He’s not the sort of person to leave anyone to fend for themselves if he had another choice.” Sighing, I tried not to let myself think of all the friends I would have lost to the injection, especially Izzy, because they couldn’t afford the fine after the mistakes made by her older sister. “You’re welcome to join me.”
“That wouldn’t be fair on your friend. She doesn’t know us, probably doesn’t want more people crowding her space and using her supplies, and, as much as I appreciate the offer, I think we’d be better off by ourselves,” Jonas replied, even though he didn’t sound certain.
“Kim isn’t going to turn away anyone who needs help and I’m sure she’d appreciate the extra help. The other reason Kim would have headed to her nan’s is because there is a very large garden there, so the first thing she’ll be thinking of is planting food in order to have a sustainable food supply, rather than relying on cans that are going to end up running out in the future. With you there she’ll be able to plant more, harvest more, and, hopefully, preserve more for the future.”
Matt looked at Jonas and it seemed as though the two of them were having a conversation with their eyes. I just stood there, waiting, hoping one of them would say something soon, because I really wanted to get dressed. Standing there in my pyjamas was not particularly warm or exactly what I would call comfortable, as I knew I was naked under them with two men I’d never met before. Fortunately I hadn’t let go of the hockey stick, even when I’d wrapped my arms around myself, and having a weapon made me feel a little safer than I would if I wasn’t holding it.
“It’s something I’m going to have to talk with the rest of the group about.” Jonas shrugged. “Even though it sounds like a good idea, Chloe, you may not be right about your friend wanting more people with her.”
“Jonas, it would be better for us to be there with them, because we know what to expect. They may already have come under attack, if they’re unlucky, or they might still be safe for now, but that doesn’t mean they will be tomorrow or the next day.” Matt bit his lip. “With us there they’ll have a better chance of keeping themselves safe and if there are children there we need to protect them.”
I shivered, thinking of Kim alone with her group, not wanting anything to have happened to them. Part of me still couldn’t quite accept that I was a survivor in a now dangerous world. Why me? What had I done to be one of the unlucky few to have no died when I had the injection? Even though I wanted to be grateful to be alive it was difficult when I’d seen and read enough about how bad things could be after the apocalypse… and how could the world I once knew really have come to an end so quickly?
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.