We’ll figure it out.”
“You siphon it.” David said. “I’ve seen it done.”
“Do you know how?” Tasha asked him.
“I don’t know. Sure, I guess.”
“Up there.” I told Tasha. I was pointing, but I’m not sure how well she could see in the dark.
We pulled into the drive, up in front of the house. It was dark inside. So there has to be, what, five or six shots left in the gun? So as long as we don’t get overrun by a whole bunch of people wanting to steal the car or kidnap the kids we should be okay. I’ll have to reload later. And there’s a couple more guns in the trunk. I guess I should get one out for David, since he says he knows how to use it. I don’t know, he’s like twelve or thirteen or something.
“David, I want you to get out of the car.” I said.
“What? I’m not going out there.”
“You can’t make him!” Amber shouted.
“Will you relax. I want him to stand guard for you guys. He’s the only one who has ever used a gun. He can stand watch while I go check the house.”
“You really want to go in there?” Tasha asked.
“I don’t want to, but someone has to.”
“We should all go together.” Bridget said. She looks so scared.
“No. It’ll be okay, Bridge. I promise.”
What will happen if I don’t make it back to the car? Will Tasha be able to take care of her until Mom and Dad make it to the cabin? She’ll have to. God, please, if something happens to me then let Tasha have the strength to keep them safe.
“Tasha.” She was staring off at the sky. “Natasha!”
“What!”
“Pay attention, okay?”
“Yeah, alright.” She sniffled and wiped her face.
“Anything happens, if anything looks bad or someone shows up, just leave. Promise me you’ll go.”
“I’m not leaving you here.” she said. She sniffled again.
“Yes, you will. Because if something happens to me you have to take care of these three.”
“No, I...”
“You said it would be okay.” Bridget whined.
“It will. I just have to plan for in case it isn’t, okay.”
“You’re just going to walk up there?” Amber asked me.
“That’s the plan. So, um, if anything goes wrong, I love you Bridget. I love you Tasha.” I really do. I wish I could tell her how much. “I don’t know you two well enough to love you, but I wish you the best.” I told Amber and David.
“I love you.” Bridget said.
“Be careful.” Tasha said. “I love you, Becca. Just come back, okay?”
It was hard to walk up toward the house in the dark. There could be dogs or snakes or wolves, and there’s no way I could see them. But worst of all is that there could be people sick from those bombs, spreading their disease and attacking innocent bystanders like myself.
Innocent. That’s funny. Okay, I’ve shot someone, made my best friend speed, ran stop signs, ignored people that needed help. Oh, and I sort of kidnapped two kids. So yeah, I’m innocent.
I looked back and David was aiming the gun off in the distance, one eye closed. And this is who I’m trusting my life to? Great.
I knocked on the door. I almost turned and ran just from the echo of my hand against the wood. My heart was beating so loud I could barely hear, barely think. But I could hear, and I thought there was someone moving inside.
“Is someone there?” I asked. I knocked again. “Hello. We just need a place to sleep tonight. Just for tonight.”
“Go away.” was the reply. It sounded like an old man.
“We just want to sleep on the floor. We’ll be gone in the morning. I swear.”
“We don’t want your trouble, just go.”
“Melvin, she’s just a girl.” a woman’s voice said.
“There’s me and my little sister, and my friend and two other kids. We’re just kids. Please. My parents made me promise to take care of my sister, I need a safe place for her to sleep. We’ll be leaving to go meet our parents in the morning. We won’t be any trouble.” I’m sobbing,