The only Hope

Hope’s pov:

I heard a car. Shit. I sat straight up.

The headlights were pointed at the door. I could see them through some notches in the wooden planks. Wow, it was already dark outside. How long was I asleep?

Okay, no time to think about that.

I looked around me. Yep, the stacks of hay it is. I got up and walked over to one of the stacks. My arm still fucking hurt… I sat down again and listened to the sounds behind me.

The doors opened and the car was parked inside.

“Thanks Gee.” That was Mikey’s voice. Gee? Oh, Gerard maybe?

“No problem, so what did you bring?” Okay, that was indeed Gerard. I heard the sound of slamming car doors.

That’s right, Mikey and the guy with the weird hair were gone… But where have they been?

“We brought food and lots of it, we even found some pie.” This was the man with the afro.

“Oh my god PIE!” Yep, that was Frank. I heard the sound of paper bags and cans.

“Oh and we got Hope some clothes, like you asked.” What? Gerard asked them to bring clothes for me?

“Yeah… About that. She left.”

“Oh… Well, that’s unfortunate.” This was Mikey again. It didn’t sound sarcastic at all, to my surprise.

“Yeah, like you cared…” Afro man sneered.

“Ray, I told you…” Okay, so afro man’s name is Ray. “I don’t like that she’s here in our diner, the only place we’re safe. But still, even though we don’t know her at all and we’re fighting al the time… She’s better off with us then with Korse.”

He had a point. I felt sad. They had treated me really well here and I just ignored them. Great.

I wanted to stand up and say that I was still here, but I heard the doors close again. Crap…

“Well, she’s gone now. I swear we looked everywhere, but we couldn’t…” It was Frank, but the voices faded now. I guess they were walking back to the diner now.

With food.

Food.

My stomach started to speak. “Oh damn…” I was hungry as hell. I could eat a horse.

I decided to lay back and wait a few hours, after that I was going to get some food from the diner. I knew they had it stashed somewhere in the back, because the kitchen was clean.

I didn’t keep track of time, but I saw that all the lights from the diner were dimmed as I peeked through one of the notches. Finally, I can make my move. I didn’t want to be stuck in that place again, so I had to be careful not to be noticed.

I opened the doors a bit and slipped through the small opening I had made. I ran towards the diner, while still holding the towel against my upper arm. The bleeding had stopped, but I didn’t want it to get infected or filthy.

As I reached the diner I peeked through the back window. All the lights were out, it was quiet. Good.

I tried to open the door, but it was locked, of course. I walked a bit further and saw another window. I looked inside the diner. Jackpot, all the food was here.

But how do I get in?

I noticed a small vent in the corner of my eye. Let’s see if I can break that…

I bent down, I hooked my fingers inside and pulled. Nothing. Although some screws held it in place, they were weakened by rust. I had an idea. I ran towards the defeated dummy, got the piece of wood out of the ground, which was easy now, and ran back. Fuck, my arm hurts…

Anyway, Hope, focus.

I hit the screws with the piece of wood one by one and slowly, so that it wouldn’t make too much noise. One more… Yes! The vent was easily removable now.

I crawled through the vent and in no-time, I found myself surrounded by food.

I walked over to some cans, probably not a good idea, because I couldn’t open them without equipment. Then I saw the pie. Immediately my stomach began arguing with me again.

“Oh god…” I was so hungry.

A thud.

I heard a thud.

Was someone there? I ran over to the door and hid behind it. Shit, shit, shit.

Silence.

I waited for two minutes, but it remained silent. I touched the door handle, still waiting. Then I felt confident enough to open the door just a little bit. I moved over to the other side and peeked into the diner.

No one, I thought so…

Suddenly the door swung open and I got pulled out of the room and smashed into a wall.

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