Entry 875
Monday 18th February 2019I still feel pretty low. I only left my room for about five minutes today and I wish I hadn't.
From my bedroom I heard Blade make an announcement via the public address system. He said he was aware that 'The Infected Treated With Acceptance Nurture N Kindness' group had delivered talks in Cowes, Sandown and Newport. He said that he was concerned at the message they were spreading, and that he would be taking affirmative action by creating a group to respond to Natasha's proposals and liaise with her group. He emphasized the need for peace and mutual respect. He also said that he would be looking for islanders to join the group. I'm not being part of the group. No way! I already feel like a complete fool, so being in a room and liaising with Natasha after what happened will make me feel like even more of an idiot than I already do. Maybe Roz could be part of the group. She's got a big mouth and she sometimes comes across quite well.
After Blade's announcement Mum knocked on my bedroom door, came in and told me that I had a visitor. "Is it TJ?" I said, "Come round to take the p*ss has he? Tell him to p*ss off." "Sausage, it's not TJ, it's Mike," said Mum. "God, tell him to go away," I said. "He wants to see you," said Mum. "Why?" I snapped, "What does he want?" "He said that you agreed to go to the beach with him," said Mum. I gave a frustrated sigh and stormed down the stairs. Mike was sat in the living room with a big smile on his face and holding a bucket and spade. "Mike, what do you want?" I snapped. "We're going to the beach," he excitedly said. "No, Mike," I snapped, "We're not. Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?" "Yesterday?" said Mike, "You mean all that stuff at the big TITWANK talk?" "Yes," I firmly said. "Yeah but that was yesterday," said Mike, "I thought a day out at the beach would cheer you up." "No, Mike," I firmly said, "It won't cheer me up. I don't want to go out. I don't want anyone to see me after yesterday. I feel totally humiliated. Don't you get that?" "But we were going to make sandcastles," said Mike. I gave a deep, depressed and rather infuriated sigh when the front door opened. It was Kyle. "Where have you been?" I bluntly asked. "Don't worry," snapped Kyle, "I didn't take your favourite son out." Kyle looked at Mike holding his bucket and spade. "What's going on?" asked Kyle, "Are you two off to the beach or something?" "Well we were going to go to the beach," said Mike. "God, I don't believe you," Kyle snapped at me, "I wanted us to spend some time together. Roz spoke to me and told me you only had a go cos you cared. You don't care. As soon as HE turns up with a bucket and spade you ditch me and f*ck off to the beach." "Kyle, it's not like that," I snapped. "Yeah it is," snapped Kyle, "You ditched me for the cryogenics, you ditched me for this Natasha b*tch, and now you're ditching me for Mad Mike." "What did you call me?" snapped Mike, as a furious expression appeared on his face. "Mike shut up," I snapped, "Kyle, you're not being fair. I haven't ditched you. I didn't know Roz had spoken to you. Sorry but I've got a lot on my mind." "Yeah and it's not me," snapped Kyle. "It's never me! I thought we could have a chat." "A chat!?" I exclaimed, "You've been ignoring me for the best part of two days, what the Hell do you want to talk about?" "I had my first counselling session today!" Kyle loudly snapped. My face dropped. I'd forgotten. I suddenly felt like the worst Dad in the world. "Oh God Kyle," I quietly and solemnly said, "I'm so sorry. I... I..." "Forget it Luke," snapped Kyle, "I know you don't care. Go to the beach with your boyfriend." Kyle then stormed off leaving me feeling utterly fed up. "So," said Mike, with a big smile on his face, "Shall we go to the beach." I gave another exasperated sigh. "No, Mike," I bluntly said, "We shan't go to the beach. Just go away, yeah? I want to be on my own."
I felt a bit guilty for having a bit of a go at Mike, but he's so oblivious to the obvious sometimes. I'm feeling embarrassed about what happened with Natasha and I'm annoyed about the situation with Kyle. I'm really annoyed I forgot about his counselling today. I'm really not in a good place at the minute. I need to get my head straight, sort things out with Kyle and decide what or if, I'm going to do about Natasha.

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