After
He's dead. There's nothing more too it I mean I saw him,dead on the ground, with biters tearing him apart. This event took place over 3 months ago but the news that my brother is gone still shocks me and swallows me with grief.
He left me. The lies he told me that he would come back are still fresh in my memory.
"I'll be careful, I promise."
What a liar.
The sun slides behind the trees, escaping and running away from the night. I have to get out of here. Fast. Or at least find shelter while the light of the sun still shines.
I quickly make my way into a small cabin that is located to the west of the woods, Cabin in the woods? Yeah I know ironic right? Two moans fill the misty air that I breath inside the cabin, and I stand alert waiting to see if a biter comes. Of course they do, like always, I pull out my knife that is stored in my filthy boot, and put the biter out if it's misery.
The sun slips behind the trees, no longer a valuable light source. I sigh and glance at the stars that have appeared up head. They shine and glimmer, more of them seem to appear the longer I look.
Charlie would of liked this
Charlie would ha-
Charlie wou-
Charlie.
Shaking my head with frustration, the thoughts still echo in my mind, no amount of shaking will get rid of the memory's I had shared with him. Why? was all I could ask myself. Why would you kill somebody who just wanted to eat rather then starve, all Charlie said to me was that he was going to the nearby prison to get some food. When I saw him, he obviously made quite a racket and biters heard and attacked him. I objected to him going of course, being the type of person I am. But I let him go because he promised me he would be careful.
Look where that ended up. With his sister being left alone and his body being torn apart by biters. It pains me to think that he could be a one if those things. Hungry and searching for meat with no memory's of his past self.
A whimper escapes my throat. I clamp my hands over my mouth to stop the sounds. But the emotion is to strong to ignore. Tears start a pool in my eyes and the run down both of my cheeks, I try to calm myself down but I can't. All the emotion that I have hidden over the past three months has come back to haunt me.
"April, I'll be back soon, I promise okay? I love you." Those were the last words he had ever spoken to me. If I knew that it was my last time seeing I was to see him god I don't know what I would of done.
"You liar," I whisper "YOU LIAR" the words come out angry and frustrated and I have lost all control of my feelings. There coming out in angry waves rolling and crashing inside of me. I throw the vase, that is located to my left, towards the wall it smashes it more pieces then I can count. I carry on crying and screaming and clutching my hair in my hands. My fists pound against the walls around me, why did he leave me here? Why would he do this to me?
Moans fill the air and I quickly clamp my hand over my mouth for a second time. Bending down, I retie my boot lace and grab the knife handle that is poking out of my belt. I can't uses my gun. To risky. The door comes down, making me leap back. Five walkers stumble through. I take out the first three easily, a quick knife to the head and their down on the ground. Dead. For good this time. The other two, however, seem to be much harder. I grab the nearest biters head and slam it onto the wall, it moans and grabs my hair, making me screech with frustration. I quickly get hold of my knife and slam it into the its forehead. It falls back against the wall and doesn't move. The other one comes behind me, knocking me off guard. My grip in the knife loosens sand it falls the to the ground.
Shit.
The biter climbs on top of me and lurches towards my shoulder. I scream and slam it's head with my fist. Of course this has no effect to the lifeless corpse in front of me. My hands are stuck at my side, the weight of the biter on top of me, I fumble for my gun and try and get it out of the holster.
I need a miracle to get me out of this situation. But miracles don't happen in this world, and they never will.
With my last ounce of effort I heave the biter off me. It stumbles back still wanting its meal. However, this meal gives up a fight. I reach my knife just as the biter takes my hair in its hands again, I get pulled back onto its lap. Getting a good grip on the knife, my hands fumble with the handle, I swing my arm towards the biter and the knife slices the top part of its head open. It falls. Dead.
Nausea takes over and I vomit. Of course I don't have anything to throw up, all that's in the bile is a few lumps of bran flakes but that's pretty much it. Before putting the knife back in my boot, I get rid of the remaining anger still inside me, I do this by stabbing the biter over and over again until I can no longer control my actions. "YOU KILLED MY BROTHER YOU SON OF A BIT-" but, this thing didn't kill my brother.
A human did. I could clearly see a gunshot in my brother chest. I could clearly see that all of his knifes and guns had been taken from him. Why have I never noticed this before? More tears flood my vision and I freeze, I feel like I've hit a barrier, my hands feel numb and my breathing is slow.
A human killed Charlie
A human
After a few hours of me sitting on the ground like a lifeless corpse, I come to life and have decided on a conclusion. I'm going to kill who ever murdered my brother. Whether it's an old man or a young girl, they had no right to take him away from me. My hunt starts tomorrow as soon as the sun reaches the horizon, whoever killed Charlie better look out, they don't know what's coming for them.
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Eww sorry this chapter was boring lol I'll try and update tomorrow but until then I'm just gonna sit here and think how hot Ashton Irwin, okay bye :)
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Deception
Fanfiction[dih-sep-shuh n] the act of deceiving; the state of being deceived. When a girl falls in love with a boy like in all cliche romance novels, but with zombies and misleading personas.
