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Flesh....Zombies.....Oh My(18)

I stared at the ceiling and Mark was sitting by my side. His hair was beginning to grow back and his eyes watched me intently.

"What do you miss most?"  he asked me.

"I miss chicken......" I said slowly and then I turned my head to look at me. He was biting his lip containing his laughter and then we both began cracking up.

"Really? Chicken?" he asked.

"yeah...I loved chicken. I would even snack on it." I sighed.

"Wow."

"What about you?"

"What do you mean...what about me?"

"what do you miss most?"

"I miss......I miss alot of things."

I sighed and then we lapsed into silence. It wasn't an awkward silence...more like a silence that no one wants to break. But then the door burst open and completely ruined the silence. Sam was standing there with tears clear in her eyes and covered in dirt. Why is it that Sam was always the one to break the silence?

I flew upward but then grimaced at my broken leg. I hadn't been able to leave the room, I mean Mark would take me out for a walk occasionally but that was about it. Joe gave my leg at least two weeks for a full recovery. Then I could go back to being a kiss ass zombie slayer. I still wanted to know where all those zombies came from. I think it was from some where near by.

"What happened?" I yelled.

"He....he's leaving. I tried to stop him...told him to think clearly! He wouldn't listen to me." she cried.

"Who is leaving?" I asked.

"Robert..."

I felt the world stop and then my heart began hammering in my chest. I felt like my heart was right there by my ear. It seemed like minutes passed, but it was only seconds. "No." I breathed. Mark was clearly having a raging war in his head. He knew I loved Robert, but if Robert did leave...I would be vulnerable. Hell, even I knew that.

"help me up," I demanded.

"are you sure?" Mark asked uncertainly.

"HELP ME THE FUCK UP OR I WILL RIP OFF YOUR NUTS," I yelled.

He looked confused and hurt but then nodded and helped me up slowly. We followed a half hysterical Sam down the hallway and then we ended up outside. Robert was loading stuff onto his motorcycle and slung his duffel bag over his shoulder. Everyone else was outside crowding around his motorcycle and they parted when they saw me coming thought. They all looked at me sending me glares.

Did they blame me for this?

"Please. Stop!" I cried. He turned around startled and then his eyes met mine and they were filled with hurt.

"I can't. I have to go..." he said.

"Why?" I cried.  "Why do you have to go?"

"because. I think...my family is alive...I need to find them. I can't live with the doubt anymore." he replied.

"Don't leave me." I cried. My voice broke and I began sniffling. He looked at me and then dropped his bag and jogged to my side, pulling me into a tight hug.

"I love you so much. You will never know. When I thought you were bitten I was mad at you. Mad, because I thought you were going to leave me. I secretly blamed myself and thought if I had been there for you...it would have never happened."

"You didn't know...it would happen." I sniffled.

"Shhh.....I'll be back. Wait for me." he whispered and then lifted up my face and kissed me lightly.