Kaiju Storm (Kaiju Winter Book 2) by Bible Jake

Author:Bible, Jake [Bible, Jake]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2014-12-12T05:00:00+00:00

Seven

“Mom?” Kyle croaks. “Can you hand me the water?”

“Are you joking, kid?” Lowell says as gets up, grabs a bottle of water from the table, and tosses it to Kyle. “Have you seen your mom?”

“Lay off, Lowell,” Lu snaps.

“Sorry,” Kyle says, realizing how stupid he sounded asking his concussed mother to hand him water. “Lowell’s right. I forgot.”

“How are you feeling?” Bolton asks Kyle. “Give me symptoms.”

“I feel like shit, Connor,” Kyle smirks. “How are you feeling?”

“Right there with ya,” Bolton smiles. “Lu?”

“Shittier than both of you,” Lu replies, and coughs for a few seconds before she gets it under control. “Even worse now. Coughing is no fun when you have a concussion.”

Kyle stands up and stretches, then grabs onto the arm of the couch to keep from falling over. He looks towards the barricaded door of the break room and the three soldiers that sit there. Holt and Toloski have their eyes and carbines trained on the blocked entrance while Kreigel just sits and moans, his eyes staring at his bare chest and the chemical burns that bubble and blister on his skin.

“You guys need anything?” Kyle asks. “Kreigel? You want some water?”

The man turns his head, and Kyle flinches involuntarily at the way the stricken man looks at him. His eyes are red and puffy, his lips look almost purple, and his skin is mottled and patchy, alternating between spots of bright red and spots of almost pure white. He swallows hard and nods.

“Sit,” Lowell says, pointing at Kyle. “I got this.”

Lowell grabs another bottle from the table and walks it over to Kreigel. He unscrews the top and tries to hand it to the man, but Kreigel’s hands won’t obey and just flop at his sides.

“Here,” Lowell says as he tips the bottle to Kreigel’s mouth and helps him drink. “Slowly, soldier. Don’t choke.”

But even with Lowell’s warning, Kreigel starts to cough and sputter. Pink tinged water spews from his mouth, and Lowell jumps back to avoid the spray.

“Is that blood?” Kyle asks.

“Dude,” Lowell says. “A little tact.”

“And now I have heard it all,” Bolton says. “The convicted murderer scolds the A student about tact.”

“I get B’s, too,” Kyle says. “And even a C.”

“A C? In what?” Bolton asks.

“PE,” Lu laughs, then coughs, laughs, then coughs again. “Fuck. I hate this.”

“PE?” Bolton asks Kyle. “Seriously?”

“There was a girl,” Kyle shrugs. “She had that period off so sometimes I’d ditch and go hang with her.”

“A girl?” Bolton chuckles. “Do we need to have the talk?”

“My grandma took care of that,” Kyle replies, giving both his parents a pointed look. “Just like everything else.”

“Uh oh,” Lowell grins. “Junior is getting all righteous on your asses. Absentee parents should probably choose their words more carefully.”

“Shut up,” Lu and Bolton say at the same time.

“Like that,” Lowell says and claps. “Well done. Way to stand united.”

Kreigel coughs hard, and then doubles over, his whole body shuddering violently. He vomits up the small amount of water he was able to drink, and the color is no longer pink but an almost black-red.

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