Zombie Outbreak - Sanders Sides

Chapter 15: Safe II

(Warning: Sexual suggestions - Nothing too explicit but still)

Virgil's P.O.V

I push past Roman and Logan towards the house. I need to be alone for a minute. I'm not mad at my father, I just... I need to... To think for a moment away from people. 

"Virgil, what's wrong?" my mom asks as I walk through the living room and to the stairs. 

I ignore her knowing my father will come in and explain everything. I walk upstairs and go into my room. I lock the door. My mom follows me and tries to knock but I continue to ignore her. I just need to be alone. She leaves after a moment. 

Now I can think. I sit on the bed. I put my head in my hands and pull at my hair. I force my tears back. One manages to escape but I angrily wipe it away. 

"My dad is right. He would've killed me. He almost did kill me," I mutter to myself. A few minutes pass of me trying and failing to convince myself I did the right thing.

"Virgil?" a voice calls through the door. Exactly who I needed. I stand up and unlock the door. Then I open it and pull him inside the room. With him inside I shut and lock the door again. 

"Are you okay?" he asks. Instead of answering I step towards him and wrap my arms around his waist. "It's okay if you're not okay," he says softly as he wraps his arms around me. 

"I had to do it, didn't I? I didn't have a better shot and that man was out to kill," I say as tears fall down my face. 

"You didn't have a choice," he tells me softly. He rubs my back and continues to let me cry. After a few minutes I take a deep breath and pull back. 

"I didn't even hesitate. My dad was in danger and that was the only thought going through my head," I tell him as I sniff back the last of my tears. 

"You saved him and protected yourself," he says. I nod and sit on the bed. With another deep breath I say, "I'm okay now."

He doesn't say anything. 

I wipe my face with a chuckle saying, "I must look terrible." He gives me a soft smile. 

"Not at all. Still as beautiful as always," he tells me. I smile in return. 

"Let's head downstairs. I'm sure everyone is worried about you," he says after a moment of silence. I nod and wipe my face again. 

"Do I look like I've been crying?" I ask him. 

"A little," he says honestly. Again I nod and wipe my face. Then we leave the room. We head downstairs. 

As soon as I step foot in the living room both Patton and my mother rush over. At the same time they hug me tightly. 

"I'm so glad you're okay!" Patton exclaims as he cries on my shoulder. 

"I'm fine," I say, patting his back.

"Are you sure honey?" my mom asks me. I glance at Roman and nod. 

"I'm good now. I'll never forget that I took a life but I know there wasn't a choice in the matter," I tell everyone in the room. Everyone looks at me sadly but no one looks at me differently. 

We all kind of settle around the living room and talk. Each of our parents sit next to each other on the couches. Roman, my friends and I all sit on the floor next to each other. Roman's on my right while Patton's on my left and Logan's next to him. We share stories about our lives. Some I've heard before but I enjoy hearing them anyway. Anything to change the subject from me killing a man. Soon it's at the back of my mind.