Then You Found Me

Alexandre was usually very smart. So what was he doing wandering the city at night? Of course he decided to make the made a trip for food, but found himself trapped within the store. It had been sometime in the high noon when he had began his trip from the outskirts of the city into the center of it all and by the time he arrived, it was mid afternoon. By the time he was done searching every store for any possible food options the light of day seemed to slowly cascade into the darkness of night. And now, here he was, quietly tiptoeing around in the shadows, trying to make as little sound as possible.
He was doing alright, only occasionally crunching fallen leaves under his shoes.
The harsh winds beat against his face, sending shivers throughout his body. He brought his hands up to his face and blew into them, hoping that they would warm up a little bit. Alexandre then wrapped his arms around himself, hoping to get 'home' before he froze to death.

Annabell was at home, well what she had made home. She had chosen this tiny apartment because it made her feel safer. There where two levels and a blue door. She had fallen in love with the antique but strong look. She had also realized how much food the other houses had once you broke into them. She was getting pretty good at it. She was even working on a car to try and get it started again. Annabell had figured out how to set up a couple spare generators and itwas proving to be most useful.
Tonight she couldn't sleep. The wind howled against her window reminding her of the monster that lay in the dark. She had lost her mother to that. Her mother had lost her mind though, still the screams where enough to torcher anyone's dreams. Annabell switched on a light as she shivered thinking. She pulled the blanket closer over herself. Annabell was prepared, ready for nearly anything, anything except what was walking the streets on this dark cold night. On nights like this she wished for the company of someone. She was doing well taking care of herself and in a big city like this it wasn't hard to find what you needed to survive.
The world was lucky and so was she. Somehow every dead body had ended up outside and was used often as plant food now. The begining of the end had been terrifing and Annabell had no idea how she had survived. And now she had been alone for years and she didn't beleive any longer that there where others out there. And even if there was, could she ever trust another human again?

Alexandre heard a peircing howl from somewhere behind him. He instantly cowered away, putting himself in an uncomfortable, but protective stance. He gulped quietly, his breath slightly picking up. His brother had fallen fate to these creatures. He could still remember the way his brothers pleas for help didn't stop seem to stop Alexandre from running. Tears pooled in his eyes, but he instantly shook it off. He had to stay strong. For his brother.
He heard the instinctive sound of nails scratching against the rough gravel, pushing him into an instant sprint.
His eyes, full of fear and despair, searched for any bit of shelter from the beast.
Finally, he spotted a light.
It was dim but it was enough to push him towards it.
He huffed tiredly, his legs beginning to grow tired. He wanted to quit, to fail, to be over with it.
But something made him keep going.
He climbed the stairs of the building, the beast hot on his trail, leaving him only a limited amount of time to call out for help.
He wheezed, reaching the door was starting to seem bleak. Before he knew it, his knees had buckled and his flushed cheek was pressed against the cold tile. He wheezed again, pushing himself into a sitting position.
Alexandre was too late.
There was the beast, standing infront of his face, a full snarl being sent his way. Alexandre began to shake, his hand unsteady as he reached for the knife in his boot.
The beast jumped him, scratching his ribs with a great force. He let out a loud cry, one of his hands instinctively going to his wound, while the other slashed out towards the beast.
It growled, but backaway from the sharp metal, leaving Alexandre to bleed to death. He tucked the knife into his boot before pressing both of his hands against the wound.
With his back and legs completely sore, and the fatal wound against his ribs, he let out what he thought might be his final breath when a dim light poured onto his face.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell bolted up at the howel so close. She heard the scrabling and the shoting then the cry. Annabell grabbed the gun she kept for the beast and she pulled her shoes on and looked out the peephole. She saw a human. A boy and he looked hurt.
Annabell opened the door trembling. She looked one way then the other the light pooling out into the hallway. She looked around wondering how the hell the boy and the beast got into the building. She shook her head and caeefully went over to the boy in time to see his eyes flutter closed. Annabel sighed and looked around taking his knife and setting it in her apartment. She went back out dragging him into her apartment before locking up again. She got him onto the couch and cut his shirt off. She grabbed her medical supplies and hissed at how deep the wound was. Annabell started to clean the wound knowing this would hurt but maybe he was unconcous enough not to wake and make this harder. She soon was putting in the last stich. She then bandaged him up wrapping gause around his waist. She set pain pills and water on the table.
Annabell watched over him most of the night before falling asleep. When she woke in the morning she got a cool rag and gently placed it on his head after rubbing it over his skin. She was hoping he wouldn't catch a fever. She really didn't think that would be gooe. She knew how to do basic medical things but she hoped he wasn't going to slip through her fingers as well.
Around lunch she went to eat sitting on the counter as she munched on the sandwich. She wondered what kind of an idiot would be out at night but was impressed that the beast backed off and didn't destroy him. She wondered so much about the boy. She had changed his bandages once already to keep his bandages dry from the blood. It seemed to be done bkeeding now so she was a little more relaxed.

Alexandre's eyes fluttered open before shutting almost immediately. A bright light shone in his eyes, a light he wasn't used to. He groggily say up, his side instantly began to ache. He took in a sharp inhale of breath, but otherwise tried to relax his body. His mouth was dry and felt like it had been stuffed with cotton. His eyes twitched slightly, not used to the bright light of the room. Alexandre then saw the pills and water laying on the table next to him, and eyes them warily. He wondered if the pills were toxic, but the ache is his side was enough for him to push aside the worries and take the pill. He franked some of the water along with it, his mouth appreciating it.

He quickly examined his surroundings, but riding that there was nothing to worry about and laying back down on the bed.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell heard the movement and slipped out as he laid back down on he couch and she bit her lip. "Where does it hurt?" She asked looking cautiously at him like he had the pills and water. She wouldn't blame him, she was the same. After the end of the world it is hard to trust. Annabell stood a good distance away and looked him over from there. "Don't move to much or you will tare out the stitches." She said wondering how much he remembered and if when the shock wore out if he would remember more. Annabell bit her lip and ran a hand through her hair. She didn't know what to do with a half naked man in her livingroom. What do you do at the end of the world? Annabell tried totake a step forward watching his face.

Alexandre eyed her warily, watching her careful moves.
He assumed if she wanted to kill him, she would do it already. He carefully examined the wound across his side, noticing the careful stitch work that had gone into bringing his skin back together.
He blinked, his eyes moving up to the girl again. He sighed softly, realizing how weird it must have been to find some guy dying outside your door and how hard it must be for her to not thing that he'll kill her.
"Thanks."
His voice was slightly surprising by how his voice sounded. It was strained, but still contained a edge of huskiness to it. He shrugged lightly, but not before noticing that she had seemed to be shuffling closer to him. He didn't say much else, just watched her warily, not afraid of any possible outcomes.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell saw the look he gave her. She looked at the door. "You must be hungry..." She didn't know why she didn't ask him to leave. Maybe it was because he was the first person she hadseen in so long. Annabell stepped back carefully toward the kitchen again. "You should drink the rest of that water you lost a lot of blood." She said her cloths and the couch still stained from it. She looked tired from staying up to watch over him. Annabell slippedinto the kitchen never turning her back on him. She made something to helpbring his strength up in case he did feel the need to leave. He wouldn't make it far in his shape though. Annabell came back and set the food next to the water before backing up and pulling a chair out ofthe kitchen to sit on near the kitchen entrence. She sat down watching him before realizing how rude it was. But with all this time without people she had lost some of her manners. Annabell looked away before standing and pacing some before grabbing a book hoping to sooth her mind from the strange silence. She tried to igbore the looks he gave her but it was hard. She sat again and opened the book. She read without comprehending it, her mind to busy on other things. Annabell ran a hand through her hair before pulling it back up into its ponytail. "Why where you out there so late?" She really couldn't stop herself from asking anylonger.

After she had left the room, Alexandre had finished off the small glass of water. He looked at the glass in his hand and realized how cakes with dirt and blood his fingers were. He sighed softly, setting the glass back onto the table and rubbed his finger trips against his pants leg, hoping to remove some of the dried contents off. It didn't do much unless you count dirtying his already messed up pant leg.
He glanced up her, wondering why she hadn't made him leave. He supposed it could be because people hardly existed anymore and he happened to be one of the first she had seen in awhile, or she could have manners. But manners didn't really seen to exist anymore either.
He noticed the way she fiddled around her apartment, sitting down before getting up and reading a book, or getting water. It was quite amusing to him until the question had fallen from her lips.
Alexandre sighed, "I was searching for food, I guess. I got everything I would need for a while, then left the store. I was around this neighborhood when it was beginning to change to night and I realized the mistake I made."

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell nodded. "How long have you been on your own?" She asked. How could he forget what time it was and not scedual it in. She assumed he should know how long it takes to get there and back. Annabell never would have made that mistake but honestly she should judge. Annabell ran a hand through her hair before realizing she hadn't even asked his name. She bit her lip feeling awkward now. She looked down at the ground. She had things to do today but she didn't think that whe was going to get to hem. This guy needed her attention and help.

"A long time. I haven't seen anybody else in a really long time. Atleast 5 months." Alexandre shrugs. "This is the first time I've been injured since the beginning of this all. I was just being reckless yesterday, I guess."
He looked down at the stitches again, seeing how messed his body actually was. He sighed, glancing back up at the small girl.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell nodded and sighed. She knew what that was like. You got so lonely so use to the emptiness that you get a little reckless just to feel alive and keep from going crazy. Annabell smiled at him lightly. "What's your name?" She asked and looked over his handsome features. How was there some one still alive? She had saved him just in time too. If he had been alone he would have died from blood loss.

He smiles a bit at the question. "Alexandre Caine. But you can me Alexandre or Alex."
He looks at her again, before continuing. "and yours?" He asked, hoping that maybe she would answer him. He run his fingers through his tangled hair, sweeping it away from his eyes. His green eyes look up at her, full of questions, but he doesn't ask, just waits patiently for her reply.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell smiled softly. "My name is Annabell... Annabell Song. I don't really habe a nickname yet..." she said looking down blushing slightly. Essentially she was giving him permition to give her a nickname. She looked up to see his green eyes and she felt her heart leap. It was the strangest feeling. She gulped and stood blinking her blue green eyes as if trying to come out of a daze. She rubbed her arms as she turned from him torwards the wall. Annabell didn't know why his was happening, bit maybe it was because they where the only ones left, , aybe because it had been so long since she had seen another human let alone a male. Annabell regained her composure and turned back to hom with a soft smile.

"Annabell?" He thought for a moments. "that's a cute name for a pretty girl."
He mentally slapped himself for saying that. Alexandre hadn't really meant to say it, but it had just been a mistake.
He glanced up at her, hoping that he hadn't offended her in anyway, shape or form. He bit his dry bottom lip, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.
He felt like an idiot, saying something that could potentially ruin whatever this was for him.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell felt the color rise again in her cheeks but this time she didn't hide it. She bit her lip looking at him. He was cute all flustered like that. She shrugged notsure what to say. "You shoukd drink more water." She said and looked down at her hands. "Uhh is there anything else you need?" She asked needing a shower and a change of cloths. How did he think she was pretty covered in his blood and looking like she didn't sleep? Annabell hoped that maybe they could at least be friends but she didn't know what else she wanted from him. It was strange how much she wanted to be held and his arms looked like the best place to be. She wouldn't just give into that though. He could be crazy, and she wouldwait to find out.

Alexandre chewed on his lip, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. He grabbed the glass and drank some of the water. He shrugged, "No,
Probably not."
He placed the glass back on the table. "Uh...did you happen to bring my bag inside when I passed out?"
He brushed his hand through his matted hair, hoping that he didn't leave any of the dried blood from his hands in it.

@ AlixTheCreature
Annabell shook her head. "No I was to consentrated on stiching you up and stopping the bleeding. Pluse there was no way in hell I was going out there when that thing is out there." She said speaking the obvious wich he had missed. "I can go get it after a shower if you discribe it to me." She said sure that it wouldn't be hard to find. Annabell smiled softly but tiredly. She wanted to sleep but after her shower and grabbing his bag she was going to clean up some of his blood. Annabell was still shocked nearly everytime he spoke. There was a person and he was speaking to her with that wonderful voice.

Alexandre instantly shook his head. "It's alright. I was just asking."
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, watching how uncomfortable she looked. "Thanks for stitching me up. Not a lot of people would these days. I really appreciate it."
He glanced down again, feeling the awkwardness of the situation. "Do you have anything I can help with, possibly?"