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I am woken by a light tap on the head and the smell of fresh bread. My eyes open and I see Arthur, again.
"Wakey-wakey sleepyhead."
"Don't call me that." I snap at him, being jerked awake by the memory of that same thing being said to me on my birthday.
"Ok, Miss-Grumpy-In-The-Morning. I brought you breakfast, you were sleeping when I came to give you dinner so we ate it. That's ok, right?" I nod and mumble a response.
"Yeah, what time is it?"
"I don't know. My clock and watch ran out of battery."
"Does nobody have solar-powered watches in your nice camp with nice people?"
"No. They're all around my age, so weren't responsible for buying their own watches."
"Did they're parents not buy them solar watches?"
"No, now stop judging us and eat. Can I ask you questions about your past? Like, before all this apocalypse stuff happened."
"Yeah, sure, why not? Give me the food then."
"Do you have any parents?" I shake my head."Why?"
"They're dead. My mother killed herself and my father was murdered..." I trail off, this is the first time I admit that I didn't just kill him, I murdered him, brutally and without mercy. I look down at my food and push it away. I don't deserve to live. What kind of daughter kills their father?
"Did you have any brothers or sisters?"
"No." I say, denying James' existence because of how Oscar reacted.
"Did you have a boyfriend?" I shake my head slowly. Each question that he asks me is like a dagger twisting into my heart; reminding me of Oscar and what could've happened between us if we had met before all of this happened. Arthur's voice gets drowned out as I sink deeper and deeper into a pit of depression, as I hear more and more of the bad things about me. The voice of my childhood bully comes back into my mind. Look, she's in the corner with that book of hers. Again. Who in their right mind would read these days? What with tv and all. All the feeling come flooding back and I can feel the pain in my head again, where she shoved me into the wall repeatedly.
A light knock on the head springs me out of the past and I see Arthur looking down at me.
"Are you alright? Nova? You just kind of stopped. Eat." He says, offering me a long, thin strip of a chocolate bar. I take it from his hands and break it in half and pop one half into my mouth. I look down at my hands, I see that they're shaking, reliving all the painful memories of my past makes me feel like a stronger person. I can look back and only be slightly effected. Seeing the half-full plate of food in front of me, I realise how fortunate I am, to be alive, to be healthy and to have at least one friend in the world. I realise that to live in this world, you have to find a way to be an optimist, otherwise you just won't survive.I will survive this.The world will go back to normal. I will fix things up with James. And most of all, I will find Oz again.
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