To say things weren’t awkward and the tension wasn’t rising would be a lie. It’s been six days and things were not looking up. If anything they seemed to be going downhill faster and faster. Alysha and Mike weren’t on talking terms, Kellin was depressed, hell we all were. None of us had asked for this and yet here we were, fighting for survival and apparently destroying relationships. Vic and I weren’t like we used to be but can you blame us? This apocolypse or whatever it was would put a strain on anyone.

We didn’t fight like Mike and Alysha but we also didn’t show as much affection to each other as before. He was off being leader and I did whatever I could to help. At night we would curl up together and fall asleep but he felt so distant. He would hold me as he drifted off to sleep and at times I would feel like I was in the arms of a stranger. Then there would be times he would wake me up with his shaking and mumbles. I don’t know what he dreamed up but he never seemed to remember it so I didn’t bring it up.

We hadn’t been traveling super fast but we were making progress. In these six days we had made it about 50 miles. We had a full party and making sure everyone was safe was the first priority. At night we would make camp in hotels or houses, whatever had shelter and was easy to guard. We normally stopped when the sun started going down around 8pm and started again around 10am just so those who were on guard could get their rest.

Since we had been traveling we had encountered more of those zombie things. They were in huge groups and a few times we just had to run because there were too many for us to fight off. All of us were on super alert and I felt bad for Jaime because not only was he on alert for zombies but he also had to watch Mike who was like a time bomb. There had been a couple of times when we had turned around and Mike was gone.

I knew that if Mike left it would tear our group apart. Not only would Vic lose his brother but we would lose our leader. I had tried to talk to Mike but he always blew me off and gave me the cold shoulder. Even Alysha refused to speak to me. I felt like everything was pretty much falling apart around me and I had no control.

So that takes us to where I’m at right now, sitting under a tree writing in this. We have stopped for the night and found a house. It had some canned goods and three beds. Everyone is eating and the guard schedule is being set up. Any cuts and wounds are being taken care of because we can’t afford for them to get infected and we can’t have anyone get sick.

I found a tree right outside the house in the back yard so I gathered some wood and made a little fire and took the journal to write. Honestly I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel like I am losing everyone I love. Tony is better now that Erin is back and she is still shaken up about everything. Jaime and Jessica have been busy with Mike. Alysha has closed herself off. Vic is busy with everything and Kellin and I were never close. I feel like I am all on my own.

Vic just came out and told me I have the second shift guard duty. I really should be getting some sleep but I feel so restless and this fire is calming. The night is beautiful. There are no lights to stop the stars from shining through so I can see everyone of them and their bright brilliance. If the world wasn’t in utter chaos this would be perfect to just lay out and admire the stars with Vic.

However I am all too rudely reminded of my current situation when yelling erupts from the house. I have my guesses as to who it could be but as selfish as this sounds, I don’t want to go help. I want things to go back to normal. I want everyone to get along and the world to not be so utterly fucked up. I want Vic back, the one I fell in love with not the one who is closing me out.

I don’t mean to complain but this is the only way I have to vent. Everyone has their own problems right now and I’m not about to bother them with mine. I really hope everyone can get along soon because this is going to be a long trip and we are all in it for the long run.

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Okay so I had to put this down for a while because the yelling got worse and before I knew it Vic was dragging me inside.

“Mike’s gone.” Vic told me as he drug me inside the house where everyone was gathered in the livingroom.

Jaime said that Mike went to the bathroom but was taking too long and when he checked, Mike was gone. The house and the area had been searched but no one knew where he was and it was now dark. We couldn’t set out to try and find him until daylight.

We could only pray that he would be okay.

~Danielle

“I'm a mess that's the best way to describe it”

Notes

Well well well can we say DRAMA? Where did Mike go? Will Danielle and Vic manage to rekindle their romance? Will Alysha get a chance to make up with Mike? What will happen with Kellin?

I want these answers!

Hope you guys are enjoying!

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~Raz