The Road Trip At The End (Book 2): Border by Wood J N

Author:Wood, J N [Wood, J N]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 2019-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

DAY NINETEEN

Chapter 14: Eavesdrop

My bed was moving.

This must be a dream. Was I dreaming I was back in our old truck, Blue? Are the zombies pushing us over again?

I don’t think that’s it. Hang on a second…this is more of a rocking motion. An earthquake maybe?

Where am I again?

I remember. We’re trying to get into Canada. So we’re at the border. Do they get earthquakes in Washington State? Probably.

A woman moaned. It sounded like it was coming from directly underneath me.

Bollocks. I forgot I was on the top bunk. Who the fuck is having sex in the bed below me?

I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to look for Jack and Gee, but I couldn’t remember which beds they were in.

Do I even know which beds they’re in? Did we go to bed at the same time last night? What did we actually do last night? I really can’t remember.

The bed was still being rhythmically rocked. I could now hear heavy breathing beneath me, and then another stifled moan.

Fuck’s sake.

I turned over, making sure I made as much noise as possible. Beneath me a few giggles mixed in with the heavy breathing. The bed continued to rock.

They know I’m awake. Fuck’s sake. Just make it quick please.

I pulled my elbows up, trying to sit myself up, but a wave of nausea washed over me, making me quickly rest my head back down.

Oh fuck, I remember now, we went to the pub last night. What time did we get back? I can’t even remember leaving. What pub were we in?

A memory flashed through my mind. Me and Gee sitting at the bar, an Ipswich fan, and one of the guys from the container. Had Jack been there? I don’t think so. No, he definitely wasn’t there. Ali was there. Yes, Ali was there, I remember that.

The rocking was increasing in speed, the moaning becoming more frequent and louder.

Hopefully that just means it’s gonna be over soon. What the fuck? Is nobody else hearing this?

I rolled over onto my side so I was facing the room. Nobody else’s eyes were looking back in my direction.

Fucking hell. It better not be Gee down there. I do not want to listen to Big Gee having sex.

The whole bed was now squeaking.

Surely everyone else in here must know what’s going on?

With a loud of expulsion of breath from one of the people beneath me, the rocking and squeaking came to an abrupt end. Only a few seconds later, I heard sheets being thrown back, and the springs in their mattress shifting.

‘No don’t go,’ a female voice whispered. ‘Anyone that can make me fanny fart five times can stay the night.’

What the actual fuck? Did she just say that? Fuck off.

The mattress below shifted again, the fanny fart comment obviously drawing her sexual partner back into her bed.

She’s gonna be English if she’s saying fanny fart. Fucking hell. Probably the woman I saw yesterday with the nice bum. Fucking Brits abroad. Nice of her to continue the reputation, even in the apocalypse.

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