Chasing the Sunrise by E M Rinaldi

Author:E M Rinaldi [Rinaldi, E M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Published: 2019-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

The camp was starting to get a little overcrowded. Okay, that was a lie. We had infinite space here, but it definitely felt like we were living in close quarters. Every time I turned around, there was a refugee staring me right in the face, asking me a whole slew of questions, most about where to find food. They were easy to tell apart from the rest of the camp because they each had some form of an injury, ace bandages around joints, splints, healing bruises, and scars. Hell, I’d even seen a few with missing limbs. I couldn’t go three steps without seeing one and it was enough to drive a girl insane. I missed the quiet and solitude I was able to find before all these evacuees started showing up. That’s why I was up here, at the private gym, all by myself. I had to be pretty desperate if I was willing to work on my pull-ups just to get away.

Technically, Orin made me a training regimen that I was to adhere to while he’d been busy this last week, but I would’ve found my way here eventually. Probably. The training grounds were overflowing these days, and the clamor it created carried all the way up here. I tried to block it out while I counted. It was hard. I wanted nothing more than to be down there, sparring with whoever I could challenge. I was more than ready, but Orin hadn’t had a chance to see it yet. The poor guy was so busy, what with the new refugees streaming in every day. The infirmary was always full, there was never enough food, and there was always a line for the bathing tent these days. I think we’d increased our population by nearly five hundred. It had gotten so bad, that Orin had to pull scouts off of their rescue missions to help build new sleeping and community tents to cover the influx. I felt guilty because while everyone else was frazzled and stressed out, I’d never felt better. My strength finally returned to me, though I had trouble getting up in the mornings and was still prone to bouts of depression. I was doing a great job of separating myself from those dark feelings inside me, if I did say so myself.

There were plenty of moments where I was emotionally overdone, when the voices would whisper to me and I’d find myself succumbing to their weighted misery, but those moments were becoming fewer and farther between. I knew what triggered them now and I tried to avoid anything that prompted those kinds of feelings. It was an almost impossible task, but I was trying.

“Let’s go, Cross!” Tony shouted from the path by the boulders. “Orin’s called a meeting.”

His presence and shouting caught me off guard and I lost count of what was the highest number of consecutive pull-ups I’d done yet. Cursing, I dropped from the branch and brushed my hands off on my pants.

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