Chapter seven

When the food was ready, we all took what we were able to eat and hurriedly started digging in. Wait...if I meant 'we', then I certainly had it wrong because when I raised my head, I found everyone staring at me as though I'd suddenly grown two heads. When I looked at my plate, I realized that my meat was almost done while everyone was still in the process of digging into the meat. My cheeks flushed red in embarrassment and I continued eating my food carefully.

When we were all done, we all sat around the bonfire and were looking in the sky.

"So Ephreona, where are you from? Your family? I just want to know you well. We'll be together for a while. Xavier told me he's sending you guys to the mountains. The Survivor Camp." Brandon said.

"We're from a small town in the south. Our dad died the same day the virus-infested our town. Our mum died a few days ago. She said she was tired of hiding." I responded remembering the last bitter words of my mother and the way she died.

"I'm so sorry about that. I can imagine how you both are feeling right now. I don't think you guys should go the Survivor Camp. You guys should follow us back home!" Brandon exclaimed excitedly.

Xavier was glaring daggers at him. I didn't know, but something kept on tugging me that the only reason Brandon was doing all of this was because of Senah. Senah on the other hand seemed brainwashed by whatever effect Brandon had on her.

"By the way, where are you guys too from?" I questioned. Xavier looked like he had just choked on acid. Brandon suddenly got up. It seemed like they didn't want anyone to know where they were from. I just shrugged and kept on looking in the sky.

Right then, my thoughts drifted off to Xavier. He was so cute and everything but he was just so cold. It's like he didn't want anyone to crack his shell. His heart was like it was coated with cement and lime.

…Maybe, he couldn't be so bad.