But for now, I have my friends, and we have each other.
That’s enough.
“IT’S FUCKING GONE,”Zeke growls, rummaging through the first aid kit, pulling things out and then putting them back in. “Who the fuck has been sneaking shit out of here?”
We’re all sitting around the fire, waiting for the sun to set after finishing a fresh papaya and fish dinner. I generally don’t like fish, but after being that hungry, it turns out everything tastes amazing. Now, I take what we can get, because if we run out, we will wish to God we had all the fish in the world. I try not to think about when the seasons change, and the fish aren’t so easy to catch.
What then?
“What are you talkin’ about?” Kellen murmurs, leaning back, legs crossed at the ankles.
“There were painkillers in here, strong ones. They’re gone. Who took them?”
I frown. “Are you sure?”
“I have been keeping track of everything, because I know how fuckin’ important this shit is. Someone took them.”
“Maybe they fell out?” Aggie offers.
“They didn’t fuckin’ fall out.”
Her brows shoot up. “Listen here, buddy, talk to me like that one more time...”
I bite my bottom lip.
“Did we give them to Iris and just not realize?” Ace asks.
“No, because they were here the other day. Who took them?”
Zeke is very over the top with the medications after Iris, but I also think there is more to it. He has seen some things, that much I know. He served for a while and then became a fighter. He holds an energy that tells me he has had to survive before, and it wasn’t easy. He rations everything, keeps on top of our water, and makes sure everything runs smoothly so we can survive for the ultimate length of time.
“Calm down, brother,” Ace mutters, pushing to his feet. “It’s more than likely they got dropped. We’ll find them.”
“I’m tellin’ you, they fuckin’ didn’t,” Zeke growls.
“We did clean up today,” Tatiana offers, “maybe we dropped them?”
She’s right, we did clean up the area today and rearranged a few things to make it more comfortable.
“We did,” Aggie agrees. “We’ll have a good look in the morning, we might have accidentally lost them.”
Zeke doesn’t look convinced. “Where’s Rachel?”
“Zeke,” I say, shaking my head. “Just because she lost someone, doesn’t mean she is stealing drugs.”
“Well, to be fair,” Adrian pipes up from his spot on the sand, where he is making himself a spear to catch fish. It doesn’t look like it’s going well, but he seems determined, “drugs do give a person that euphoric feeling which can take away the unpleasant sensations of grief.”
Zeke looks to him. “Seriously, dude?”
Adrian looks up at him, shoving his glasses up his nose. “You look like the kind of man who has tried a drug or two. Are you telling me I am wrong?”
“Mind your fuckin’ business,” Zeke snaps.
Adrian shrugs. “Maybe it was Aggie.”
Aggie spins on him. “Excuse me, just because I wouldn’t help you with your constipation problem doesn’t mean I am a thief.”
Adrian looks to her, pointing two fingers to his eyes, then to her.
