Finding You
part 1
It’s the year 2101, and there was no sickness or
disease in the world, at least, none that the humans could
get. Everything started in Rake, a small town in Iowa.
There was a doctor living there who goes by the name of Doctor
Graider, who invented a daily ‘vitamin’ to stop all
sicknesses and diseases from affecting people.
However, not everyone believed in this miracle
‘vitamin’, especially not Darien Grey. Darien had
always been suspicious of the ‘vitamins’ and believed
that they were too good to be true. Every time everyone was
scheduled to take a ‘vitamin’, Darien gave his to his
dog, Rufus.
Rufus out-lived everyone else’s dog by 10 years and was
still very healthy at the age of 22. One day, Rufus got very sick.
He couldn’t even get up off of the floor to eat his
dinner. Darien immediately knew something was very wrong, but
before he had a chance to figure out what exactly was going on,
Rufus was gone. Darien had a suspicion that the daily
‘vitamins’ had been Rufus’s undoing. Sure
enough, within a few weeks, all the people in Rake were starting to
get sick as well. Everyone who was sick had all the symptoms
of pneumonia; fevers, coughs, sweating, chills, headaches, and
chest pains. But how could this be, with the miracle
‘vitamin’? Doctor Graider put out a public announcement
telling everyone not to worry, and that even though this disease
had become immune to the ‘vitamin’, he had created a
new ‘vitamin’ to combat this super disease.
Pretty soon, everyone all over the world was sick…
people in China, India, Egypt, Canada, Brazil… everyone,
however, except Darien.
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Darien looked into the mirror, his shining green eyes
looking back at him. He didn’t consider himself to be
overly attractive, but judging on all the girls who used to fawn
over him, they obviously thought he was pretty handsome. He
ran a hand through his shaggy chestnut colored hair and threw a
dark grey t-shirt on. Darien sighed and walked into the
kitchen. He grabbed a glass of water, and six vitamins.
He threw two down the sink and wrapped the other four into his hand
and sauntered down the hallway towards his mother’s
room. He knocked on the door and gently swung it open.
“Mom? Are you awake?” he asked softly.
Darien’s mom’s eyes fluttered open and she
blinked a few times. “I am now,” she replied as
she smiled weakly.
Darien took the two extra steps to her bed and sat down
lightly. “Here are your vitamins Mom.” He handed
them to her and set the water down on the side table. She
looked so pale and fragile. So sick. He had explained to her
that the vitamins were only making her sicker, but Doctor Graider
had brain washed her, just like the rest of them. She
wouldn’t listen to him when he told he the truth, she just
thought one day she’d wake up and be perfectly healthy again,
but Darien knew better. One day, he’d wake up, and
she’d be gone, taken from him forever.
“Did you take your vitamins as well?” his mom
asked him after she had taken hers.
“Of course I did Mom. I always do.” That was
such a lie and Darien felt terrible for lying to her, but he was
the only one in the world that was still healthy. Well,
Doctor Graider was more than likely still fine, but nobody could
fine him. Darien’s bet was that he was hiding out
somewhere, collecting and counting all the money of everyone he was
scamming.
“Sweetie,” His mom said as she slowly and
stiffly sat up, “Would you stop by Coroplex before you get to
school today? I have a feeling your father forgot his lunch
again.”
“Sure Mom,” Darien replied as he slid a pillow
behind his mom’s back and handed her the TV remote.
“Make sure you call me if you need anything throughout the
day, okay?”
“Alright dear, I’ll be sure to do that,”
she answered as she beckoned him closer to her with a finger.
Darien leaned down and his mother planted a kiss on his
cheek. “Have a good day today,” she said
lovingly.
“I will. Bye Mom, love you” Darien closed the
door. She wouldn’t call him if she needed
something. She didn’t want to be a burden. She
was less of a burden than that lowlife she liked to call him
father. Darien gritted his teeth. That douche bag came home every
night, ate dinner, left and went out and cheated on his dying
wife. Darien didn’t even refer to him as his dad any
more, he called his dad Harold. He was definitely not
stopping by Harold’s work, just to bring him a lunch he
probably wouldn’t be eating anyways.
{should I start writing stories?}