With Newtmas 2

Zombie Food

NEWT POV:

I laid in a truck with dead bodies. I'm the only one alive. We were being taken outside of the wall to be fed to the zombies. A tear slid down my face. I have burns all over from a fire and can barely move. The truck stopped and the two men started unloading the bodies. They were tossed outside in a pile. I hope the zombies can kill be before they eat me. I want a painless death. I was picked up and tossed in to pile. I groaned as I felt a pain shoot threw my body. "Hey he is still alive" said a girl. "Newt is as good as dead anyway. We can't heal his burns. The doctors tried" said a man. The men continued to unload the dead bodies. I'm kinda glad they don't stink. Yet, but being in a pile of dead bodies is very uncomfortable. The zombies all stood behind a line with armed guards making sure none crossed it early. The two men finished emptying the truck and drove off. The guards left and the zombies were allowed to cross the line.

They ran and started going threw the pile of bodies. I was grabbed by a few zombies and laid on the ground. "What do we do with him" asked a girl. "We can give this shuck face some healing potion. That will work" said a Asian. A cute zombie put his hand on my cheek. It grew mold that attached to me. That actually feels kinda nice. I felt the pain in my burns start to slowly leave. The boy licked my nose. "He's my soulmate" said the boy. What? "Really, him? I mean you do you but a human" said eyebrows. "Oh shut up. I was human once two" said the cute zombie. He put his bag on the ground and started digging threw it. He grabbed a small bottle and picked me up. The cite zombie had me lean against his chest. "Can humans even drink potions" asked a boy. "Guess we will find out" said the cite zombie. "Well, I'm getting some food" said a girl. The other zombies left to join the others in eating the dead. The cute zombie opened the bottle and brought it to my lips. Is this actually suppose to heal me in any way?

The zombie slowly tipped it so I could drink. It taste fruity. I had a few sips and the zombie took the bottle away from my mouth. He closed it and put it back in his bag. "What is you name" I asked. "Thomas" said the zombie. That is a cite name. Thomas held me in his arm the whole time. One of his friends did bring his a organ and some toes. I don't want to know which organ. I'm just glad he didn't offer me any. It's nice to share but if he did it would be cannibalism. Which is bad. I closed my eyes as I laid in Thomas' arms. He feels safe and warm. Plus I learned zombies have a heart beat. I was always told they didn't. After the zombies finished eating they went back to their lives. Thomas took me to the hospital to see if the potion is working. It was. My burns were already looking a few days old. After the quick doctor visit Thomas took me to his place to rest. He pulled a bed out from the couch and laid me down on it. "Do you need anything else" asked Thomas. "No, I'm good for now. And thanks. I was worried you would all kill me" I said. "Never, I'd rather take care of you till you're better" said Thomas. He kissed my forehead and covered me up.