The Dead Saga (Book 5): Odium V by Riley Claire C

Author:Riley, Claire C. [Riley, Claire C.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2017-04-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

All I want to do is go back to my cabin like he told me to and wait for him to come back. Shooter will make everything right. He’s fixing me, slowly, without even trying, so I have no doubts that he’ll be able to fix whatever he’s done.

I’m still alone in the dark room of the building, though without Shooter here it feels dirty and cold. The smell of piss and rat droppings is more evident without the scent of his sweat and bike oil. It feels unsafe—dangerous, even. Outside the day is growing late, and shadows are playing across the ground, creeping toward me, slowly, slowly, but getting ever closer.

In here it’s quiet. I can barely hear the main camp only a few hundred yards away, where people are and life goes on. And Shooter is.

“Fuck,” I whisper to the darkness around me. “Fucking fuck, Shooter!” I curse him and then run to the door.

I throw it open and run outside and back down the way I came. I don’t care what he told me to do. I’m not a coward, not anymore, and I can’t just sit in my room and pretend that none of this happened. That he hasn’t done something awful that he won’t be able to forgive himself for.

And I can’t pretend that I don’t feel anything for Shooter, either. I don’t know what it is, but it’s something. It’s not love, it’s more primal than that. Much more primal.

I run back down the incline, almost stumbling over my own feet. I pass the path to the beach and feel a twinge of guilt but I push it to one side. And then I’m back in the main part of camp and looking around frantically for Shooter, or Amara, but not Nitro or Gunner because I know that they’re not here.

Shooter wouldn’t have done what needs to be done in front of everyone. He wouldn’t take that risk, not after what happened with Mary. I start running toward the main gates, and from somewhere I hear Michael calling my name but I ignore him in my blind need to get to the exit. Every step seems like the smallest one of all, as if by taking one step forward I’m barely moving at all.

I pass Balls, who stares after me, a hard scowl on his face, and I don’t even have time to tell him to fuck off as I race around to the front of camp just in time to see Shooter kicking his bike to life. He turns it slowly and aims for the gates, and I call out his name as loud as I can. He either can’t hear me or he chooses to ignore me because he knows what I’m going to say, and he revs his bike as the gates start to open up.

My legs are aching and my lungs are burning as I push myself as hard as I can go and sprint toward him.

“Shooter!” I yell his name again, and this time I know he hears me.

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