Chapter 11
-Megan-
Finally, after driving for another two hour we reach Clayton New Mexico. It’s becoming evening and we decided to spend the night in Clayton before heading to Santa Fe and then Alamogordo. Matt Jason Kane and I think it’s best to stay in the bus. But Emily, Bri and the kids want to sleep in a hotel for the night so we come up with a compromise. I’ll take the girls and kids into the hotel while 5he boys camp out in the buss.
once I take Emily the kids and Ashley into the hotel we chose I help the kids get ready for bed. While the kids Bri and Emily go to bed I stay up to make sure nothing happens. I’m still on edge from the whole getting kidnapped by monsters thing
once the others are fast asleep Ashley comes up to me again. Standing on my feet to make herself taller she glares up at me. I just roll my eyes and plug in my phone to charge it, completely ignoring her. This just makes her more mad. “ what’s your problem” she asks hands on her hips. “ I told you to stay away from Jason. HE IS MINE.” I just roll my eyes again. This is becoming ridiculous.
she keeps yelling at me trying to get a ride out of me but I’ve dealt with girls like her before and I know that reacting will only make things worse. After a few minutes everything is silent. Suddenly I’m dosed in water, cold water with ice cubes. This is the final straw.
I grab her by the had and drag her out of the hotel. Opening the bus door I drag Ashley into the bus which ends up waking up the boys.
“ IF YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH THEN YOU CAN SLEEP IN THE DAHM BUS” I yell slamming the door behind me. When I get back into the hotel I lock the front door knowing full well she won’t be able to get in. When I get back to the room I change out of my soaking clothes.
Finally I have some peace and quiet. I crawl into bed in next to the others but just as I was about to fall asleep I get a text from Jason. * are you ok* he asked * you were soaking wet* I send him the rolling eye emoji. * someone decided to throw a bucket of water on me*. There was a long pause then he responded
*WHAT THE HELL* he texted then there was another long pause. * I’m so sorry,* he said. * it’s ok* I replied * good night* I close my eyes and sleep takes over.
The next morning when Emily, the kids and I boarded the bus Jason came up to me. “ I'm really sorry” he said i shrugged. “ I should have responded differently and should have been the bigger person,” I said, shrugging. Jason smiles at me before heading over to matt. Hopping back in the driver's seat, I began to drive.
When I look into the rear view mirror I can see Ashley glaring at me from the back of the bus. We decided last night to drive through Santa Fe on our way to Alamogordo so the kids can see a different kind of city.
Sadly as we drive the city is desolate and looks abandoned. The buildings look cool but it's nothing like the bustling city I had read about. After five hours of driving we reached Alamogordo. Now we just have to get to the white sand desert and find the bunker.
After another half hour drive we reach the desert as we drive in and look around. The kids' faces are smushed against the glass looking at the white crystal sand. Emily being the geek she is, explained that the sand was made of gypsum crystals. Bri comes and joins me at the front and we chat for a little bit.
Finally after so many days of travel we reach our destination. There in front of us lies the bunker. Calling it a bunker is an understatement. It looks like the super bunker of super bunkers. Its so big i can't look at it all at the same time
We parked the bus in front of the huge front doors. Just as I turn off the bus the doors open and a bunch of armored men come running out guns at the ready. They surround us prepared for battle.
“ stay here,” I instructed the others. “That includes you boys” I say as I open the doors of the bus. Putting my hands up in the air I exit the bus. The man in charge comes forward.
“ Who are you?” he demands in a harsh voice. Slowly lowering one hand I reach into my pocket to grab the tokens that dad gave us when we were little in case we ever needed to come here. Jason had given me the one his dad had given him just in case. The man takes them looking them over to make sure they are real.
After a moment he nods. “ Welcome Mrs. Smith. Please bring your friends with you. Your father has been expecting you for quite some time. We will bring your things in later”.
I wave for the others to join me and together we head into the bunker. One of the armored men brings us to an meeting room. inside our father. Riley is clinging to my pant leg unsure of what to do. He has only ever seen father through photos but has never seen him in person.
Next to my father stood another man. “ Daddy” exclaims Millie running and pouncing on the man. I'm guessing this is Dr Gonzales. Jason walks up to his father and gives him a hug. Matt and i stand away from our father not to happy to see him
He had left us all alone and never bothered to check up on us even though he knew that mom was never home because she had to work late.
Dad raised his arms as if he wanted a hug and Riley ran to him hanging on for dear life for the fatherly love he never had. But Matt and I don't go to him. We both haven't forgiven him for leaving mom with two ten year old kids and a baby.
He looks confused as to why we wont hug him so he comes to us but we push him away. “ What's wrong?” he says clearly confused. This just makes me mad
“ YOU LEFT MOM TO RAISE TWO TEN YEAR OLDS AND A FRICKING BABY BY HERSELF '' I yell so mad I can feel my face turn red. ‘ YOU KNEW HOW LONG SHE HAD TO WORK AND YOU STILL LEFT. MATT AND I HAD TO RAISE RILEY ALONE BUT ITS NOT LIKE ANY OF THAT MATTERED TO YOU DID IT.” I was so mad matt had to hold me back but he was shivering in rage too I stormed out of the room back to the bus ignoring all of the guards following close behind. Riley, completely confused, follows matt.
When I get back on the bus it takes all of my willpower to not kick something. Sitting with my head between my knees, trying not to cry. Matt and Riley come in and together we sit in silence trying to overcome our emotions.
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