Escaping
It started out like any other day. Waking up to a strong arm around my waist. Not being able to move or breathe until you feel them begin to stir awake. Just laying there for hours at most.
But today was the day. The day I Harper Milan escape from this awful place. When I was finally able to get out of bed I went straight for the bathroom. Not looking at the man I so called love. Owen Clarke, my highschool boyfriend and the man who has trapped me here.
When the virus started I was staying with him and his family because my mom was out of town. My dad had died earlier this year and my mom didn’t take it so well. She began to drink, blamed me for his death. Even though it was a freak accident. She couldn’t even look at me.
“Awake so early?” I heard a voice through the door. “Yep, just taking a quick shower” I quickly replied Turing on the shower. Trying to be inconspicuous. I have a bag already made up of some clothes, a water bottle and some canned food. I had been hiding it for a week, trying to find the best moment to escape.
Suddenly I heard the door handle shake as Owen tried to open it. “ Well well. What is this?” I hear Owen say through the door. I quickly throw the bag into the cabinet and undress. I open the door to an already angry man. Owen is everyone’s dream guy. Dirty blonde hair, perfect face structure, with the most enchanting green eyes. He’s at least 6’3 and has the build of a god. He almost was as beautiful as Harry Styles. God I hope he is still alive.
I am quickly pulled out of my thoughts when a large hand grabs me by the waist and pulls me into the shower. “ I” before I could even say anything his lips were on mine. This kiss wasn’t like they used to be. This was hard and forced, while they used to be gentle and he never kissed me without my consent. He only started to get more rough and before you know it he was pumping in and out of me. Shower sex wasn’t new to me, actually any kind of sex wasn’t new. I always was saving myself for the perfect person. But when the apocalypse happened I decided who knows if I will ever find them.
A few hours later I was seated in the large dining area of this mansion. There were about 100 people in our little community. The Clarke’s who seemed to think they were the leaders stood up and began to speak. “ Good morning everyone. Today is the big day” Owens dad began “ We are going to begin and get some more houses cleared out for newcomers, and my lovely wife here will start with a few others to start a garden”. As Owens mom started to read names I begged to not be one of them. “Emma, Sean, Louise, Grace, Charlie, and Hannah”. I released a breath I haven’t realized I’ve been holding in.
Since Owen is one of the men who go out and clear houses and our neighborhoods of the dead, I get to stay here and clean up. Ever since this started a few months ago I’ve never been outside. Owen makes sure that I knew absolutely nothing about killing the dead, mainly so I couldn’t go anywhere.
I grabbed my bag and began to work. My job was simple collect laundry, and clean up any clutter around the house. I tried to stay away from most people so I would be sure that I could get away. When I went down to the kitchen to put away some dishes I thought about the fact that I had no weapons. I quickly snagged a knife from the knife block tucking it in my jeans. Feeling the sharp blade on my torso.
I heard a whistle and knew it was time. I decided to go when lunch started because there would be way to many people to keep track of. I grabbed my bag and knife and ran out the side door furthest away from the house. I didn’t have a car, anyone to rely on, or any idea what to do. All I knew was I was out.
I ran as far as my legs could take me. I only ran into a few of the dead, being able to avoid them easily without confronting them. Thank goodness I was in cross country.
I ran for a few hours. Looking back just to make sure no one followed me. When it began to get dark I tried finding a place to seek refuge for the night, since I didn’t know how to kill anything I had no idea how to break into a house, or get into a car without making any noise. I saw a house with no cars in the driveway. And decided I could at least try and get in. I knocked on the front door and opened it, I started to make some sound and quickly ran to the back door. I saw a figure go outside and made a run for it, I ran inside and shut the front door locking it.
I went through the rest of the house shutting every door. Not caring to check them, just making sure nothing can get in it out of them. I locked every door and window I could. I decided I didn’t want to waste any food because who knows when I would be able to find more. I went to the master bedroom and knocked on the door. When I heard nothing I went inside and checked every inch of the at room, I took all the blankets off the bed and locked myself in the bathroom and slept in the bathtub. Not making another sound
