Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2014 23:12:39 GMT
Always the Quiet Ones
Chapter V: Sayonara, Hiawatha
Day 41 about 11:18PM
"Shit, shit, shit!" Eddie panted as he kept running with the pistol in his head. I can't believe he left me! Eddie thought. But it did sound like Wyatt was in trouble, maybe he HAD to drive off. Still, he was pretty pissed about it. He heard another car coming his way.
"Shit." Eddie said, still panting. He dived into the woods, ducking down to wait for the truck to pass by. Eddie couldn't make out the color because it was so dark and foggy. He looked next to him and saw a rotten corpse right next to him, and it smelled horrible. Eddie tried to stay quiet as the truck slowly drove by, and it seemed that he was looking for him. He peeked up a bit to see who was driving, but he couldn't see. And fortunately, Eddie wasn't spotted by the man in the truck. He then drove off quite fast. He slowly got up, looking at the road where the man had drove off, and he still couldn't see anything. Eddie took a breath, and then ran off into the woods.
Day 42, about 5:18AM
Eddie walked, holding his side.
"Damn it." Eddie said, looking like he was about to pass out from exhaustion. He was walking for five hours. He sat down for a few minutes. Luckily, he was an open area where he could collect his thoughts peacefully and keep out for walkers. He thought about Wyatt. Why would his best friend leave him like that? It sounded like you were in trouble, Wyatt. Is that why you left? Cause I would have done the same thing. Eddie thought to himself.
"Ponga sus manos en alto, imbécil!" A voice called out. Eddie jumped up and looked around.
"No me hagas ir hasta allí y arranco tus miembros uno por uno!" The voice called out again. Eddie noticed the man spoke Spanish. He only took Spanish for two years in Junior High, but he'll give it a shot.
"Hey amigo! No me refiero a ningún daño!" Eddie said. (Hey friend! I don't mean any harm!)
"Yo no estoy tan seguro de eso, hijo de puta. Ven adentro ahora mismo, o de lo contrario algo malo va a pasar a ti." The man spoke. Eddie tried to get a glimpse of how he looked. He looked to be Mexican.
"Hablas Ingles?" Eddie asked.
"Not very well." The mexican spoke, holding a AK47, walking fastly towards him. He cocked the gun and Eddie raised his hands up.
"I. I am amigo." Eddie said, enuneciating.
"Vete a la mierda, Americano. Yo no te conozco, y tienes que salir de mi propiedad." The mexican said, and he nodded him towards the small church he had in the distance.
"Es que su iglesia?" Eddie asked. (Is that your church?)
"Si. Now, c'mon, Americano." The mexican ordered. Eddie walked forward, sighing. He didn't understand most of the words the mexican had said. The mexican poked Eddie's back with his heavy machine gun. (Yes, Now, come on, American.)
"Easy, man." Eddie groaned.
"Puesto que usted no me puede entender, así que me estoy aprovechando de eso. Voy tomar sus cosas. Es curioso, porque es como hablar en mi propia mente! Puedo decir lo que quiero sin entender. Increíble." The mexican man kept talking.
"I can't hear anything you say, dude. Jesus." Eddie sighed.
End of part 1
Chapter V: Sayonara, Hiawatha
Day 41 about 11:18PM
"Shit, shit, shit!" Eddie panted as he kept running with the pistol in his head. I can't believe he left me! Eddie thought. But it did sound like Wyatt was in trouble, maybe he HAD to drive off. Still, he was pretty pissed about it. He heard another car coming his way.
"Shit." Eddie said, still panting. He dived into the woods, ducking down to wait for the truck to pass by. Eddie couldn't make out the color because it was so dark and foggy. He looked next to him and saw a rotten corpse right next to him, and it smelled horrible. Eddie tried to stay quiet as the truck slowly drove by, and it seemed that he was looking for him. He peeked up a bit to see who was driving, but he couldn't see. And fortunately, Eddie wasn't spotted by the man in the truck. He then drove off quite fast. He slowly got up, looking at the road where the man had drove off, and he still couldn't see anything. Eddie took a breath, and then ran off into the woods.
Day 42, about 5:18AM
Eddie walked, holding his side.
"Damn it." Eddie said, looking like he was about to pass out from exhaustion. He was walking for five hours. He sat down for a few minutes. Luckily, he was an open area where he could collect his thoughts peacefully and keep out for walkers. He thought about Wyatt. Why would his best friend leave him like that? It sounded like you were in trouble, Wyatt. Is that why you left? Cause I would have done the same thing. Eddie thought to himself.
"Ponga sus manos en alto, imbécil!" A voice called out. Eddie jumped up and looked around.
"No me hagas ir hasta allí y arranco tus miembros uno por uno!" The voice called out again. Eddie noticed the man spoke Spanish. He only took Spanish for two years in Junior High, but he'll give it a shot.
"Hey amigo! No me refiero a ningún daño!" Eddie said. (Hey friend! I don't mean any harm!)
"Yo no estoy tan seguro de eso, hijo de puta. Ven adentro ahora mismo, o de lo contrario algo malo va a pasar a ti." The man spoke. Eddie tried to get a glimpse of how he looked. He looked to be Mexican.
"Hablas Ingles?" Eddie asked.
"Not very well." The mexican spoke, holding a AK47, walking fastly towards him. He cocked the gun and Eddie raised his hands up.
"I. I am amigo." Eddie said, enuneciating.
"Vete a la mierda, Americano. Yo no te conozco, y tienes que salir de mi propiedad." The mexican said, and he nodded him towards the small church he had in the distance.
"Es que su iglesia?" Eddie asked. (Is that your church?)
"Si. Now, c'mon, Americano." The mexican ordered. Eddie walked forward, sighing. He didn't understand most of the words the mexican had said. The mexican poked Eddie's back with his heavy machine gun. (Yes, Now, come on, American.)
"Easy, man." Eddie groaned.
"Puesto que usted no me puede entender, así que me estoy aprovechando de eso. Voy tomar sus cosas. Es curioso, porque es como hablar en mi propia mente! Puedo decir lo que quiero sin entender. Increíble." The mexican man kept talking.
"I can't hear anything you say, dude. Jesus." Eddie sighed.
End of part 1