Chapter 6
chapter 1205
Blood was splattered across the ruined street, painting the crumbling buildings in a crimson hue. The mutated things, their limbs twisted and elongated, had torn people apart with savage glee. My son was gone, ripped from my arms during the initial surge. I stumbled among the carnage, my boots crunching on shattered bone and glass, clutching the rusty pole I’d salvaged from a downed street sign. It was slick with blood and grime. I had fought for so many years, scavenging for scraps, battling the infected, protecting the weak, but for what? What had it all been for?
My man was dead, taken by a raider’s bullet two years back. My friends had died protecting me, throwing themselves in front of the horrors that clawed their way through the city. I wanted to save them, each and every one, but it was all a failure. Every sacrifice, every drop of sweat and blood, meant nothing.
“You smeared my name and thought everything would be okay, Yumna? You sold the shared shares six years ago, right after the outbreak, and pocketed the entire sum. You refused to pay for the wedding, leaving David scrambling for a second job, making him miss his father’s final days. We had such a good life before, our children were pampered and finally able to see the day, the day these… things… arrived. But you!” Her voice dripped with venom.
The woman, my stepsister, looked at me with eyes filled with a hatred so profound it felt like a physical blow. This stepsister, still sickeningly alive, stood before me in clothes that looked freshly laundered, her beautiful face untouched by the horrors we’d all endured, scarless, as she accused me. The audacity of it all.
I did not understand her rage. The money was mine, inherited from my mother. The business was started by my mother long before this fool was even in the picture. I helped her raise her children, spoiled brats, unknowingly for four years, like a damn clown, and when I no longer wanted to be a sucker, she accused me of ruining her life.
Creatures ate people! The world had gone to hell!
The world had ended five years ago, reduced to a wasteland of death and despair, and she was still hooked on that petty drama?! Still clinging to the past like it meant anything.
“I would have never believed the pampered princess would end up like this, cowering in the dirt. You know it was because of you everyone died, don’t you?” I stared wide-eyed, a knot forming in my stomach, staring at the woman, utterly confused.
“The reason you can’t speak properly was me. A little…accident two years ago. And the boy you raised, the one you believed was yours, was also mine. Your child…your tiny little angel was tossed in a tree and left for dead. Sigh, he was so resilient, though. He cried and screamed as he was pecked to death by the eagle. I mean, I caught it and starved it for five days so it was extra hungry.” My ears were ringing, a high-pitched whine drowning out her words. I stared wide-eyed, my vision blurring as I looked at the young woman who lived so well, untouched by the horrors I faced daily – the stabbings, the scratches, the burns, the gnawing hunger. I just…
I couldn’t accept that the boy I suffered with, the one who called me ‘Mama’ as we huddled around flickering fires, was not mine. That all the love I poured into him was for someone else’s child and the child of my enemy! “Oh, right, you raised him so well, I couldn’t watch my precious son die right?” She said in an offhanded manner. I stared wide eyed as the little boy I sacrificed even my man and friends for stepped from behind this stepsister and looked at me with disgust and…hatred?
“You raised him in filth, such a treasure…” She brushed away his soft hair exposing a delicate face. She looked at him with love and then hugged him close. I watched as the boy, the little mongrel I raised for eight years, looked at my enemy with adoration.
“Sigh, it is a waste talking to you. Your use is up. Oh, and your men. Those friends, Mark and Ben, loved you so much, Yumna, but you friend-zoned them, didn’t you? Stringing them along with false hope. You actually forced them to die as well…” I listened, feeling my body go cold, a numbness spreading through my limbs. My mind blanked, the words washing over me like a tidal wave, crushing the last vestiges of hope. Even as she walked away, her designer boots clicking on the debris-strewn pavement, I knelt there, stunned, the rusty pole clattering to the ground. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, a hollow smile twisting my lips, I plunged the jagged end of the pole into my right eye. The pain was immediate and blinding, but it was nothing compared to the agony in my heart. Right before I died I heard her voice like the fucking devil whispering in my ears. “I lied you know, your son is actually your son but his value is simply too great. Such a luck child must be mine so I can continue to prosper.” I died wailing unwillingly in my mind.
Authors note: dear readrs I hope you like the book, two million plus words finally over. I want to wish you a merry christmas, dont forget to comment, like and share.
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[ draggedbudz: Heh? The second christmas I have to spend between flabbergasted, angry, depressed and annoyed. let me go and take my pills.]
[ gritgritup: what the %&$! I wasted my damn life again!]
[ questionsauthor: I changed my name because I have questions and I will go in the review section later but comments. Author; why? why would you do me, a loyal fan for twenty years repeatedly so dirty? You write well, you make us hook and kill off the las. How could that trecherous b&%/ become the female lead in the end and live happily ever after? How could you say its an HE? this is a Be okay! A damn BAD ENDING! ]
[ Zingzag: I wasted a pack of tissue. ]
[ Hungryonesize: Author, i will mail my medical bill to you. It is simply too much.]
[ Grindingink: Is it because you are from the west that you have to be so twisted? I mean could you plase like add something nicer and stick to it? I frown on women with many men but why couldnt you give them at last a sweat date? AUTHOR I DEMAND ANSWERS!!! ]
[ hatefulperson: Author, I have a nervous problem and also became an addict. People told me that I should get help but…why though? just tell me why you keep doing this? ]
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