Rapture

Jack Nixon is a high schooler in his exam year with bipolar disease and severe depression. He spends each day fighting his own mind and emotions before he destroys himself. He finds a comfort in his best friends and his girlfriend, who support him daily. He always finds himself a burden, but they make his life better.
But as an unthinkable disease spreads through the world and his make believe plans for a zombie apocalypse become a surreal reality, he must push his unstable emotions aside when he, his brother and his two best friends are put in charge of a rag-tag group of survivors, including his girlfriend and her sister, who he has vowed to protect. He must push past the dead, the living and his own to maintain their safety.

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2. Bereavement

February 3rd, 2014

 Lucy stood in the rain, over Jack, under a tree. Aiden ran up to them. He was out of breath from the trek he had just taken. Lucy looked at him with the expression of “I think we’re a bit late” all over her face. They had both seen Jack like this, but this was one of the worse times.

 “Jack I’m sorry” Aiden sighed as he approached Jack’s shaking body. He noticed that Jack was cold but knew that he didn’t care. “There was nothing they could do for him.”

 “I know...” He said solemnly. “But why did it take so long?”

 “What do you mean, Sweetie?” Lucy asked kindly, lowering to their current level.

 “The accident was two days ago.” Jack replied, “That means he was suffering more than I can imagine for two days before he ultimately died.”

 Jack remembered his father as a funny man, never liked to see his sons upset. But now he was dead, Jack was distraught and Darren was probably drinking himself under a table somewhere. His mother was probably looking for the both of them frantically, but that was the least of his concerns.

 “You can't think like that mate, he wouldn’t have felt anything, he had been unconscious since the crash. He wouldn’t...couldn’t feel anything.”

 “In that case he died without anyone around him. He was feeling nothing and thinking nothing. Everything just... stopped. Is that how you would want to go? Just everything stopping at one random moment?”

 Lucy sighed and sat down, putting her head on Jack's shoulder and squeezing his hand. She knew that was all she could do now. She looked over the scars over his arms and thought about all the times that he had told her about what he had done to himself. While she didn’t really think this was the sort of situation he would revert to it, she wasn’t prepared to take any chances.

 She hadn’t known Jack’s father for very long, but for all the time she had, he had been a kind, caring person. She could now sympathise with Jack even more, as she asked herself why someone like that would be stolen from the world.

 The silence was suddenly broken by Aiden’s mobile phone ringing.

 “Hey mum... Yeah, I’ve found him... She is? What about his brother?... Alright we’ll bring him over... Okay, I will. Bye”

 He returned to the two of them. “Your mum and brother are at mine, seem to be pretty worried. We’ll take you back and you can go home.”

 Lucy looked up at him. “Are you sure? I’m not sure if it’s the best idea to leave him alone at the moment.”

 “You’re right.” Aiden thought for a bit and turned back to Jack. “Do you want to stay round mine tonight? I know it’s a school day tomorrow, but I’m sure they’ll let you stay at home for a while.

 “I don’t want any extra pity. Dad wouldn’t want me unhappy. But if you are offering, I would prefer staying at yours tonight.”

 The house was lonely enough, let alone one less person to speak to.

*****

 Lucy had gone home, much to the dismay of both Aiden and Jack. While he was upset, everything seemed to lift while she was around, an attribute that Aiden could have used as well. He had the same effect on Jack, but when you saw a boy, who’s emotionally damaged, smile as a person walks through the door, you knew that that person was important to him.

 Aiden opened the latch to the front door and invited Jack inside. The first thing he noticed was that there was one extra voice than either of them were expecting. Jack walked in to find his mother sat at the dinner table with Aiden’s mother sitting next to her, nursing a cup of tea, his brother standing looking aimlessly out the window into the street, and the only person who seemed to be close to reality, his psychotherapist, Dr. Gundah. She was a caramel skinned woman in her twenties with an immensely warming smile and soft eyes. In her hand was the notebook with the various scribbles of his condition and other people’s conditions. On Jack’s page, he glimpsed a list of the ‘problems’ he has.

 Bipolar, depression, anxiety, stress... These haunted Jack day by day.

 She smiled at him solemnly, the only smile she he had received since the accident. He appreciated the fact she seemed to know what he really needed.

 “Hello Jack.”

 “Doctor.” He replied, trying to smile back.

 “I believe that you’re staying here tonight?”

 Jack nodded as a reply.

 “That is probably the best thing for you at the moment. Do you mind if I talk to your family before I talk to you?”

 He agreed and Aiden led him up to his bedroom, shutting the door behind Jack and walking back downstairs to the arguing adults.

 Jack enjoyed Aiden’s room. It was a loft conversion overlooking the town of Evesham. In the darkening evening, the town looked much more charming than it actually was. Jack knew how much of a rough neighbourhood this place was, and hated the fact. But to look over the town in such a manner that it looked in any way homely made him feel much better. He heard the front door open. Murmured voices mentioned his name subtly. It closed again and Jack couldn’t help but feel that his family abandoned him without saying goodbye. When the Doctor came up with Aiden, his sympathetic sister, his mother but no one from his own family, his suspicions were proven true. Doctor Gundah sat him on the bean bag and lowered to meet him at eye level.

 “I need to head back to the surgery Jack, some sort emergency. Some crackheads seem to be attacking everyone. Only a few, but they’re not being reasoned with, and-”

 “I understand Doctor.” Jack looked up at her with glistening, sympathetic eyes. “We’ll speak tomorrow.”

 Doctor Gundah nodded and left the room with Aiden’s sister and mother, leaving him with Aiden alone. He approached him and sat on the gaming chair which sighed under the weight of a human body.

 “I know there isn’t much to say, but is there anything you’d... I don’t know... want to watch?”

 Jack looked across the selection of DVD box sets that were stacked tightly next to each other on a shelf above his TV and Xbox 360. There was everything from ‘24’ to ‘Paranormal Activity 2’. He sighed.

 “Doctor Who?”

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