TheDevilMurderedMe.
Chapter Twenty-Five Part Two.
Davin's P.O.V.
I
waited for my life to be ended, I waited to hear or feel
something attack me. But nothing happened. I turned my
head, and standing in the door way was my dad.
"Dad?" I squeaked. "H-h-how did you find
me?" I stuttered, still scared. "I'm not
sure." He nodded, looking around. I smiled up at him,
jumping out of bed and running towards him. He caught me in
his arms and I hugged him for a good two or so minutes
before I finally let go and landed back on my feet. I ran
to the bed and grabbed Bailey. My dad let out a little
giggle at my try at a diaper. "I didn't have
anything else." I said, defending myself. "Maybe
we should fix that, we can walk and find a store. She's
going to need diapers, and clothes.. and food of
course." He smiled again, taking Bailey out of my
arms. "Good effort though!" He beamed. I started
to feel woozy and sat down. "Dad, I need to warn you
about something. This place is VERY dangerous. You
wouldn't believe what I have been through. I can't
find Hadie, the last time I seen her she was dead. I found
Bailey about 5 or so hours ago, on top of a dead animal
covered in blood. Anywhere you go, is destined for bad
luck. We have to be VERY careful. And by that I mean, we
have to find somewhere close, and stop in almost every
house. Not only because it's dangerous but they could
have supplies that we need, plus I have a concussion. A
hint of awestruck crossed his face. "A
concussion?" "I told you, this place is dangerous
dad. Please understand what I am telling you. This
ISN'T Heavon. This is like.. well this is like our own
personal hell, but on earth." I walked towards the
door, feeling naucous. I still walked though, I had to make
it through this. He followed behind me, with Bailey in his
arms.
We walked down a dirt road for a very long time, atleast
two miles before we reached the first house. I took a long
look around and cracked the front door open.
"Hello?" I called out, but no one answered.
"The coast is clear." I shuffled inside with Dad
on my heels. "What happened to you, Dad?" I asked
him. "What do you mean?" "How did you... end
up here." "Tabitha came into the house, she had
been shot right in her right lung. She was falling in and
out of conciousness and I wanted to be the one in the
ambulance with her. I can't remember much, but I do
remember the sound of the tires resisting against the
concrete, and seeing blackness." "Shot? What
happened to her!?" "We never found out. Well..
atleast I didn't." He looked sad. I hugged him.
"Well you have me, and Bailey." "One more
thing I forgot to ask you, what do you mean by the last
time you saw Hadie she was dead?" "She had a huge
hole in her chest the last time I seen her.. It was
horrible." I knew I seen a tear make it's way down
his cheek, but it didn't get too far before he caught
it and looked away. Hadie was Daddy's little girl. I
turned around, and started walking through the gigantic
room, through another door way. The bathroom. I shuffled
through the cabnets but found nothing but pills, which i
figured i could get later at a store. I walked out and to
the next door. The kitchen. I practically sprinted to the
refridgerator. I opened it but only one thing was on the
shelf. A plate of half eaten..whatever that was.
I sighed and closed it, plopping down on a chair at the
table. I looked over at my dad. "There's nothing
here, I haven't eaten in days." "We will find
someting." We were in too deep of a conversation to
hear the footsteps until they approached the room we were
in. I quieted my dad, and listened closely. I froze
imediately. I knew those footsteps. I looked around for the
nearest door, and spotted a back door on the far side of
the kitchen. I grabbed my dads arm and stormed towards the
door. I knew I had less than 10 seconds, depending on how
big of steps were being taken. We got through the door and
out into the yard when I heard a shuffling behind us. I ran
as fast as I could, with my dad next to me. He handed me
Bailey, and told me to keep running. I looked at him, and
told him I wouldn't leave him. Bailey began to cry in
my arms and I looked down, trying to comfort her. I turned
my head back to look at my dad, and there was nothing. I
looked around, to see my dad lying on the ground, with the
same arrow that I had once been shot with, right in the
back of his
head.
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