Suzy’s Strange Saga
Chances are, you’d not only have drag Julie’s ass to Peter’s car, but you’d also have to load up all the bags yourself as well. Since you don’t particularly want to spend much time outside at night, you figure you’ll stay here, rest and figure out exactly what you’re going to do tomorrow.
Besides if you still want to leave, you’ll have time to pack more supplies you can get from here too.
In the meantime, you still have to search the rest of the house because it’s still entirely possible that it isn’t safe here.
You exit the garage and check on Julie again. She’s not quite asleep yet, but is heading in that direction. Fortunately you don’t have as many windows in this house and your doors are a lot stronger so you’re confident that if something tries to break in, you’ll hear it and be able to react in time.
You head upstairs and cautiously search with your pistol drawn. Much like the downstairs though, you find that there isn’t anyone lurking up here. You even manage to find the courage to peek your head into Kelly’s room, but given how messy her usually room is, you don’t know if she’s ever returned here. You get the idea to call her up, but predictably there isn’t any answer. Who knows what’s happened to her.
Finally you end your search of the house by heading to the place where you started from, the basement. Again, not much looks different and fortunately there isn’t anyone down here either. Your own room is about the same as you left it. You shake your head that the though of all the bullshit you went through this week, only to end up back here. Makes you wonder why you bothered.
Still, there is a part of you that realizes that it’s probably best that you did break your habit of hiding out in the basement. Chances are you wouldn’t have developed the courage to do some of the things you are able to do now. You also saved Julie’s life and while she’s certainly been needy and a bit of a wreck during all this, you’re a little glad you don’t have to go through this crisis entirely by yourself.
After a bit more perusal of your room, you head back upstairs to secure the ground floor as much as possible. Still not risking turning the lights on, you put chairs in front of the front and back doors. (As well as the one leading to the garage)
You also move a bookcase in front of some of the windows. It’s not the most fun thing to do in the dark and you bump and bang knees and elbows in the process, but it’s secure enough that you’re confident that if someone does try to get it, they’ll make such a loud noise in the process that you’ll at least wake up first.
“Suzy? What’s going on?” you hear Julie ask in a sleepy tone. You figured she’d be fast asleep by now.
“Nothing, just securing the area. Nothing for you to worry about, go to sleep.” You say.
“I’d like to, but I want you with me on this sofa.
“Julie…(sigh). Look I’m not sure if there’s room for both of us to stretch out on that sofa. I’ll be right here you know. I’ll be in the recliner.”
“No, I’ll move over as far as I can, and you can squeeze in next to me. Please, I just want your body next to mine. You make me feel so safe.” Julie says.
You put your hand to your head and start to wonder why you’re becoming more comfortable in even entertaining ideas like this especially with all that’s going on right now.
Though maybe that’s the reason. This is the end of the goddamn world for all you know and at this point you’ve lost everyone that’s been remotely close to you. All of your family is dead (or in Kelly’s case missing). Your boyfriend is also gone. They were all dysfunctional, but it’s what you knew and you still miss it.
So maybe even as dysfunctional as Julie is, you still feel that need for her companionship because it’s familiar. You have no one else close to you except Julie and she’s going to be “it” if the dark future is any indication.
“Okay, Julie, scoot over.” You say placing your pistol on the table in front of the sofa and start to squeeze in on the edge of it.
There actually is enough room, it’s snug, but you aren’t quite in danger of falling off the edge. Julie puts one arm and leg over your body almost in an attempt to make sure you don’t fall off, but it’s just her being affectionate as usual.
“Suzy…” she says and she starts to drift off.
“Yeah?” you say still trying to get comfortable.
“I love you…”
“I know Julie. I know.” You answer in a non-committal way.
You sort of wonder exactly when she began to feel that way. Adulthood? High school? Middle School? Whenever it was, you guess it makes sense since even when you were little you were helping her out of trouble when you could. You probably were the one constant in her life that was genuinely a friend and also not looking to fuck her.
You still haven’t quite sorted out all your “feelings” yet on this, but you do realize that if you didn’t care somewhat about Julie, you wouldn’t have been making the effort to save her as much as you have.
You guess at least someone is appreciating you and that’s definitely been a rarity in your life.
You’re up for a little while longer so you just lie there in the dark going over in your head some of your possible choices of what to do tomorrow. The more you think about it, the more you think that probably leaving is the best solution. You’ll gather some more items from here and load up Peter’s car and tomorrow you and Julie will be heading somewhere else. You still aren’t entirely sure where though.
You eventually do get sleepy and slowly drift off.
Besides if you still want to leave, you’ll have time to pack more supplies you can get from here too.
In the meantime, you still have to search the rest of the house because it’s still entirely possible that it isn’t safe here.
You exit the garage and check on Julie again. She’s not quite asleep yet, but is heading in that direction. Fortunately you don’t have as many windows in this house and your doors are a lot stronger so you’re confident that if something tries to break in, you’ll hear it and be able to react in time.
You head upstairs and cautiously search with your pistol drawn. Much like the downstairs though, you find that there isn’t anyone lurking up here. You even manage to find the courage to peek your head into Kelly’s room, but given how messy her usually room is, you don’t know if she’s ever returned here. You get the idea to call her up, but predictably there isn’t any answer. Who knows what’s happened to her.
Finally you end your search of the house by heading to the place where you started from, the basement. Again, not much looks different and fortunately there isn’t anyone down here either. Your own room is about the same as you left it. You shake your head that the though of all the bullshit you went through this week, only to end up back here. Makes you wonder why you bothered.
Still, there is a part of you that realizes that it’s probably best that you did break your habit of hiding out in the basement. Chances are you wouldn’t have developed the courage to do some of the things you are able to do now. You also saved Julie’s life and while she’s certainly been needy and a bit of a wreck during all this, you’re a little glad you don’t have to go through this crisis entirely by yourself.
After a bit more perusal of your room, you head back upstairs to secure the ground floor as much as possible. Still not risking turning the lights on, you put chairs in front of the front and back doors. (As well as the one leading to the garage)
You also move a bookcase in front of some of the windows. It’s not the most fun thing to do in the dark and you bump and bang knees and elbows in the process, but it’s secure enough that you’re confident that if someone does try to get it, they’ll make such a loud noise in the process that you’ll at least wake up first.
“Suzy? What’s going on?” you hear Julie ask in a sleepy tone. You figured she’d be fast asleep by now.
“Nothing, just securing the area. Nothing for you to worry about, go to sleep.” You say.
“I’d like to, but I want you with me on this sofa.
“Julie…(sigh). Look I’m not sure if there’s room for both of us to stretch out on that sofa. I’ll be right here you know. I’ll be in the recliner.”
“No, I’ll move over as far as I can, and you can squeeze in next to me. Please, I just want your body next to mine. You make me feel so safe.” Julie says.
You put your hand to your head and start to wonder why you’re becoming more comfortable in even entertaining ideas like this especially with all that’s going on right now.
Though maybe that’s the reason. This is the end of the goddamn world for all you know and at this point you’ve lost everyone that’s been remotely close to you. All of your family is dead (or in Kelly’s case missing). Your boyfriend is also gone. They were all dysfunctional, but it’s what you knew and you still miss it.
So maybe even as dysfunctional as Julie is, you still feel that need for her companionship because it’s familiar. You have no one else close to you except Julie and she’s going to be “it” if the dark future is any indication.
“Okay, Julie, scoot over.” You say placing your pistol on the table in front of the sofa and start to squeeze in on the edge of it.
There actually is enough room, it’s snug, but you aren’t quite in danger of falling off the edge. Julie puts one arm and leg over your body almost in an attempt to make sure you don’t fall off, but it’s just her being affectionate as usual.
“Suzy…” she says and she starts to drift off.
“Yeah?” you say still trying to get comfortable.
“I love you…”
“I know Julie. I know.” You answer in a non-committal way.
You sort of wonder exactly when she began to feel that way. Adulthood? High school? Middle School? Whenever it was, you guess it makes sense since even when you were little you were helping her out of trouble when you could. You probably were the one constant in her life that was genuinely a friend and also not looking to fuck her.
You still haven’t quite sorted out all your “feelings” yet on this, but you do realize that if you didn’t care somewhat about Julie, you wouldn’t have been making the effort to save her as much as you have.
You guess at least someone is appreciating you and that’s definitely been a rarity in your life.
You’re up for a little while longer so you just lie there in the dark going over in your head some of your possible choices of what to do tomorrow. The more you think about it, the more you think that probably leaving is the best solution. You’ll gather some more items from here and load up Peter’s car and tomorrow you and Julie will be heading somewhere else. You still aren’t entirely sure where though.
You eventually do get sleepy and slowly drift off.