Chapter 2: my birthday
I had been able to stay hidden for a couple of months now. I only leave to get more food and water. I hadn't had to kill anyone. With all that was going on, I had almost forgotten that my birthday was in twelve days.
The days pass slowly when you're isolated. But, even though the days pass slowly, my birthday still came quick. For my birthday, I got some bread.
To most of y'all, something like this probably wouldn't mean much, but for me, it was just what I wanted. For my birthday, I ate and drank until I was satisfied. Which I don't get to do, considering I need to keep my food and water as long as possible.
While I was having my birthday, I heard a knock on the door of my camper. I quickly grabbed my gun and sprang up.
"Help! Please, let me in!" Came the frantic voice of a female.
I walked to the door, gun in hand. I opened the door. I saw a young girl, about twelve or thirteen. She had blonde hair that was stained red with blood. She was incredibly skinny. The minute I opened the door she sprang in.
"Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!" The young girl squealed.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I asked still holding the gun ready.
"My name is Shaneel." She said taking a few deep breaths. "I was being chased by these men! I had seen you slip in here one day! I really needed to escape those men!" Shaneel said.
"Did they follow you here?" I asked urgently.
"I don't think so. Who are you?" Shaneel asked.
"My name is Zenya. How long have you been in this situation?" I asked Shaneel.
"About a week. I had stayed ahead of them until they got a new leader. They were about thirty, forty feet behind me. Then I lost most of them in the junkyard." Shaneel replied.
"How old are you?" I asked her.
"Thirteen. You?" Shaneel asked.
"Turned seventeen today." I replied.
Shaneel clapped her hands. "Happy birthday!" She said.
"You hungr-" I started to ask before Shaneel interrupted me.
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Zenya! Happy birthday to you!" She sang with a smile.
I smiled despite myself. "Thank you. You reminded me of my mother. How she used to sing to me on my birthday."
"Where is your mother and father?" Shaneel asked.
"Dead." I said, my emotions turning to stone and my face hardening.
She sensed she should not push the subject of my parents, so she asked me questions. "How did you make it this far?" She asked me.
"What do you mean "this far?" I asked Shaneel.
"You said you turned seventeen today. Most girls don't make it past fourteen. So how did you?" Shaneel asked.
"I was kept behind walls my whole life almost. I've only been here a couple of months." I told her.
"Wow, I always wondered what was behind that wall." Shaneel said.
"I always wondered what was outside those walls. Now I wish I hadn't left." I said.
"Well, at least we found each other, right?" She asked.
"Right." I replied. I could already tell that she would be a good companion.
"Yay!" She replied, clapping her hands.
"Didn't you say you were being chased?" I asked her.
"Yeah, why?" She replied.
"Okay then, shut up." I said raising an eyebrow.
"Why?" Shaneel asked.
"Do you want them to find us?" I asked.
"No." Shaneel replied.
"Exactly. You need to be quiet." I told her.
"Oh, okay. I understand." She said.
I rolled my eyes at how she could have a personality like this, and live out here. I looked through the blinds to see if anyone was around. I didn't see anyone but a mouse.
I looked at the sky, it was getting dark. I told Shaneel to get some rest.
I pointed to the couch. She didn't argue about sleeping on the couch. She seemed to have trouble going to sleep though. She seemed too excited to sleep. So I sang her a lullaby that my mom used to sing to me. I crouched down by the couch so I was face to face with her.
"Twinkle, twinkle. Little star. How I wonder what you are? Up above the world so high. Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are?" I sang.
She seemed to have trouble keeping her eyes open. Eventually, she gave up the fight and fell asleep. I pushed myself up off the ground and sat on the table. I looked at her sleeping. I wondered how she had survived this place. She seemed too innocent, too.... sweet.
I looked at her, she slept so calmly. I vowed then that I would let no one hurt her. I would be her big sister, I would take care of her.
I hopped off the table as quietly as I could, and walked over to her. I knelt beside her and brushed away a piece of hair that had fallen in her face. I kissed her forehead and stood up.
I stood there looking at her until I heard a sound from outside. It was a small sound, like the rustling of leaves, but I was instantly alert. I spun around and looked through the window. I saw three men right outside my camper.
One looked up at the window. I jumped back, but it was to late. He had seen me. I heard a lot of noise outside. I grabbed my gun off the table and looked through the window again. The men were running around the camper to the door. I ran to the door and got the gun ready. The men banged on the door.
"Give us the girl! We will let you live if you give us the girl!" I mans deep voice said.
"Never!" I replied viciously.
"Okay boys." I heard the man say.
I heard my door being messed with. When the handle turned, I kicked the door. The door swung into the face of a man. The handle hit the man in the forehead. The man stumbled backwards.
The other two men ran towards me. I shot one in the leg and the other one in the foot. They fell to the ground when the bullets connected with their leg and foot. The first man ran towards me. I tried shooting him in the leg, but I was out of bullets. I didn't have time to put the bullets in the gun, so I threw the gun to the side. I heard the gun slide across the floor of my camper. When the man got close enough, I grabbed the top of the door frame and kicked him in the face. He fell to the ground. Right on top of the others that had been trying to get up. The one I had kicked had passed out.
"Now, scram!" I yelled at the men.
They scrambled out from under each other. They picked up their passed-out companion. They limped away as quickly as they could.
I looked over to Shaneel. I sighed when I saw that she wasn't hurt. That kid slept through it all! I shook my head.
I stood there looking at her sleeping peacefully on the couch. I gasped as my legs buckled underneath me. I then felt the pain, the burning pain. The pain was on my right calf. I gripped it, then bit my bottom lip in pain. I jerked my hand away. My hand was covered with blood. I looked at my right calf, there was a small hole there. Blood was coming out in suprising amounts.
I realized that, in the fight, I must have been shot. I hadn't seen any of the men with guns, but here, you never know.
I gripped the table and pulled myself up. I gasped and held back a scream as I stood up.
I limped to the cabinets. I remember seeing a medical box in one of the cabinets.
When I found the right cabinet, I grabbed the medical box and sat on the table. I bit lip to keep from screaming.
I opened the box and looked through it. I found bandages. I grabbed the roll of bandages and tore off some. I wrapped it around my calf. Wincing as I made sure it was tight around my calf.
The bandage dug into the wound. It was painful, but I didn't gripe. Not knowing what else I could do for my leg, I went looking for the gun.
When I hopped off the table, I stifled a scream. I limped around until I spotted the gun. I leaned down and picked it up. I grabbed the bullets and went to the table. I hopped on the table and tried to figure out how to put the bullets in.
When I couldn't think clearly enough to figure it out, I put the bullets in my pocket. I put my head against the wall and let my eyes close. The next thing I knew, I was asleep.