#laureatelydia

"Lydia." He sighed, biting the inside of his cheek. "Please don’t turn on yourself like this. I’m sorry.”

When the world went to shit, Isaac and Lydia were in the woods. It was their usual thing, ya know, going for walks in the woods when it's calm so they can gather themselves. They found sanctuary in each other, somewhere where they can talk and be teenagers instead of warriors. When the world went to shit, they couldn't get back to their friends. People- creatures, came limping and jerking out of the trees, cashing other people and there were screams and moans and other noises that Isaac seems to have burned into his ear drums. When the world went to shit, he somehow managed to keep her safe, he punched someone, a few someones, and nearly got run over by some big guy being chased by a young woman who had blood dripping from her jaws. When the world went to shit, Isaac stole his first car with Lydia's help and his brain went straight to every zombie video game he has ever played. He didn't bother waiting or searching, the wheels squealed against the gravel and the car shoots off down the road. When the road went to shit, Lydia was all he had, and they still haven't found their friends. Countless people have died around them and they have heard about one place that is safe: North. That's where they're going, hoping and praying their friends are there. They've changed cars countless times just to keep going, looting for food and leaving others behind to survive. He looks over at her, in the passenger seat, "Eat something, okay? You need to keep your strength up."

laureate-lydia When he heard the news he nearly passed out and died, it was the scariest news he has ever heard in his life. Isaac swore that he'd never ever let this happen because he's so afraid of being his Father. The nightmares plagued him for weeks after she told him and he couldn't even get the words out to tell his family. He told Melissa and Scott that she was sick with the flu instead. Recently, though, the idea has started to grow on him. Seeing Lydia with that small bump forming and it his tshirt, eating everything with in sight, sort of made him feel accomplished. When he puts his hand on her tummy he practically glows at the thought of his child growing in there. That's his baby. He's going to have a baby. And if even possible, Lydia kept getting more beautiful with every passing day. She just looked like a goddess, although she's completely insane due to the hormones. But she's his wife and he loves her no matter what. Today they have a doctor's appointment, later though, and Isaac decided to surprise Lydia buy getting that crib she wanted and putting it in the baby room. They swore that they'd hold off from doing the baby room yet but Isaac couldn't wait and they spent a whole afternoon working on it. I took two nights to finish it. They just needed a crib. He set it up himself while she was out with Allison and went downstairs to make her usual half coffee half hotchocolate before she gets back.

But he certainly did not feel well. His head felt both light as a feather and heavy as a set of bricks at the same time, and his brain was too fuzzy for him to think properly. It was as if everything was so far away, and he was hearing her from the other end of a long tunnel. No, he was not well at all, but stubbornness kept him from admitting it. After all, he hardly knew the girl. He wasn’t about to show her any vulnerability.

“Yesterday,” he replied after a moment or so of thought. Then he stopped. “Wait, no… The day before that…”