Zombie Girl by A Giacomi

Author:A Giacomi [Giacomi, A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Published: 2016-09-11T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CAM

I feel like I haven’t slept in months. I would say I feel like a zombie, but the word leaves a foul taste in my mouth, and I decide to banish it from my vocabulary.

I sit in Alex’s guest room staring out the window. I didn’t leave this chair last night. I may have dozed off in it a few times, but there was definitely no solid sleep. My body throbs with exhaustion, but I don’t care about the ache. I feel little numb inside; something in me has changed.

I long to be the old Cameron again, to be happy. I want to forgive Eve and just move forward already. I guess I’m just not ready yet. I have to respect the time it might take me to mourn this loss. My mother is long dead, and I never fully got over that. My father is dead; he was an abuser and an alcoholic, and I should hate him, but I don’t. I am just sad that I am alone. The last of my family. How has this whole family gone to shit?

All these thoughts swirl through my head like daggers. My painful thoughts haunt me, preventing me from being myself. Alex can see that I am crumbling; she makes every effort to spend time with me and comfort me, but I only want to be left alone. I am alone after all. I love Alex and her family, but they are not “my” family.

I continue staring out the window. It is another perfectly gray day, and the rain has begun. Last night, the weather report said that we will get some record-breaking rain over the next few days. There has already been some major flooding in the city center, but it hasn’t affected our area yet.

As I look out the window, there seems to be a figure lurking in Alex’s front yard. I stand and press my face against the window to get a closer look. There is a dark figure standing in the middle of the lawn staring up at me. I can’t make out who it is through all the rain. Although it is raining hard outside, I force the window open to get a closer look, and standing there on Alex’s rain-soaked lawn is my father. He stares back at me with fiery eyes.

I stumble backward.

I must be dreaming. I rub my eyes frantically and return to the window. There is no one there now. I really need to get more sleep or they might put me away for hallucinating. Next, I might start hearing voices. That thought really scares me, so I climb into bed and throw the sheets over me like a shield.

Please sleep. Please sleep.

***

About an hour later, there is a knock at my door. It is Alex. She looks a little pale. Great, I think. What now? What can we possibly have to deal with now? I don’t display my annoyance. I just ask, “What is it, Al?”

She comes closer and is about to speak but stops when she hears something behind her.

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