Finding Home - A Post Apocalyptic Novel (The Ravaged Land Series Book 2) by Kellee L. Greene Page A
Authors: Kellee L. Greene
Tags: post apocalyptic
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Everything rushing through my brain and body was so overwhelming that I was having trouble holding myself together. I felt like I might disintegrate and all that would be left of me would be a small pile of ash on the floor.
“Holy shit,” he said as he put his hands on my face, then my shoulders down to my arms, as if feeling to make sure I was real. “Wow,” he said as he choked back his emotions and stared at our feet.
Everything was too much, and in that moment we didn’t care. All the worries I had about HOME didn’t matter. We embraced each other so hard I didn’t think I could ever let go.
“I thought you were dead,” he whispered in my ear. He felt perfect.
I swallowed a thick lump down and winced at the pain. There was no way I could tell him what had happened, at least not now. I was way too paranoid, and I didn’t know how much time we had before someone would come looking for us. He pushed me back breaking our hug and looked me over. It was as if he was checking to make sure all of the pieces that made me up were still in the right place. But I couldn’t stay out of his arms for long, and I wrapped my arms around his middle as I pressed my face into his chest. He wrapped an arm around me and kissed the top of my head.
“I can’t believe how different…,” he said quietly as he ran his fingers through my hair.
But I didn’t know what to say. He looked the same, just as gorgeous as ever. I guess being out on my own, and the changes I had made to my look transformed me even more than I had realized.
He stepped away and swiped at his eye so fast it seemed he hoped I wouldn’t notice. “Join us for lunch tomorrow?” he asked as if he was afraid I might decline. “So we can, you know, welcome you to HOME,” he added as he looked around the room his eyes moving quickly as if he was looking for something. I followed his eyes but didn’t see anything unusual. I wondered if he was looking for cameras or microphones. Hopefully there hadn’t been any in here because they’d definitely be able to figure out who I was.
“Yes, but not Slade,” I whispered as softly as I could. I knew I would have to explain all that eventually.
He raised an eyebrow, “OK, how about a picnic then?”
“Where? I’m new here,” I said wishing I was back in his arms. It had been the safest I had felt in forever. Safer than when I was with Penn. Here I was in the place I least wanted to be, but with Dean by my side I felt stronger, braver and protected. But by no means were we actually safe in this place.
“Meet me here, this time tomorrow. I’ll take you. Can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“OK it’s a date,” he said grabbing my hand.
“I don’t want to leave you,” I said as quietly as I could manage.
“I know,” he said and squeezed my hand. “Tomorrow.”
He opened the door, and I forced my legs to move in the direction I least wanted to go. Away from him.
Chapter ten.
That night when I was lying in bed with Penn, frustrated with myself about not being in my own bed, I decided to tell him what had happened earlier with Dean. I hoped the darkness of our room would provide some privacy if there were any hidden cameras. I would still have to be as quiet and cryptic as possible just in case anyone was listening in on us.
I told him I was meeting some new friends for lunch and that he’d have to have lunch on his own. His body shifted and I could tell he was uncomfortable with the idea of leaving me. He knew that talking to them was why I was here in the first place, so he would just have to make his peace with it.
It was clear to me that Penn wanted to come with as my bodyguard or try to talk me out of going alone. But he never would. Even though he wasn’t as anti-HOME as I was, he was dedicated to keeping me safe. I convinced him it would be fine and not to worry. He said he understood and turned away as he whispered good night.
The next morning at my
“Holy shit,” he said as he put his hands on my face, then my shoulders down to my arms, as if feeling to make sure I was real. “Wow,” he said as he choked back his emotions and stared at our feet.
Everything was too much, and in that moment we didn’t care. All the worries I had about HOME didn’t matter. We embraced each other so hard I didn’t think I could ever let go.
“I thought you were dead,” he whispered in my ear. He felt perfect.
I swallowed a thick lump down and winced at the pain. There was no way I could tell him what had happened, at least not now. I was way too paranoid, and I didn’t know how much time we had before someone would come looking for us. He pushed me back breaking our hug and looked me over. It was as if he was checking to make sure all of the pieces that made me up were still in the right place. But I couldn’t stay out of his arms for long, and I wrapped my arms around his middle as I pressed my face into his chest. He wrapped an arm around me and kissed the top of my head.
“I can’t believe how different…,” he said quietly as he ran his fingers through my hair.
But I didn’t know what to say. He looked the same, just as gorgeous as ever. I guess being out on my own, and the changes I had made to my look transformed me even more than I had realized.
He stepped away and swiped at his eye so fast it seemed he hoped I wouldn’t notice. “Join us for lunch tomorrow?” he asked as if he was afraid I might decline. “So we can, you know, welcome you to HOME,” he added as he looked around the room his eyes moving quickly as if he was looking for something. I followed his eyes but didn’t see anything unusual. I wondered if he was looking for cameras or microphones. Hopefully there hadn’t been any in here because they’d definitely be able to figure out who I was.
“Yes, but not Slade,” I whispered as softly as I could. I knew I would have to explain all that eventually.
He raised an eyebrow, “OK, how about a picnic then?”
“Where? I’m new here,” I said wishing I was back in his arms. It had been the safest I had felt in forever. Safer than when I was with Penn. Here I was in the place I least wanted to be, but with Dean by my side I felt stronger, braver and protected. But by no means were we actually safe in this place.
“Meet me here, this time tomorrow. I’ll take you. Can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“OK it’s a date,” he said grabbing my hand.
“I don’t want to leave you,” I said as quietly as I could manage.
“I know,” he said and squeezed my hand. “Tomorrow.”
He opened the door, and I forced my legs to move in the direction I least wanted to go. Away from him.
Chapter ten.
That night when I was lying in bed with Penn, frustrated with myself about not being in my own bed, I decided to tell him what had happened earlier with Dean. I hoped the darkness of our room would provide some privacy if there were any hidden cameras. I would still have to be as quiet and cryptic as possible just in case anyone was listening in on us.
I told him I was meeting some new friends for lunch and that he’d have to have lunch on his own. His body shifted and I could tell he was uncomfortable with the idea of leaving me. He knew that talking to them was why I was here in the first place, so he would just have to make his peace with it.
It was clear to me that Penn wanted to come with as my bodyguard or try to talk me out of going alone. But he never would. Even though he wasn’t as anti-HOME as I was, he was dedicated to keeping me safe. I convinced him it would be fine and not to worry. He said he understood and turned away as he whispered good night.
The next morning at my
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