Crash course (Book 3)

Chapter 10

Meme stared at Socks who smiled at him, completely unfazed that there was a gun pointed to his head. He looked down at his hoodie pocket and then back up at Meme. Meme followed where his gaze went to see a red keycard with gold lining. The universal key card. Meme thought surprised. Socks had his claws on it, he must have just found it outside.

"Here dude take the card." Meme said holding out the regular keycard that matched Tommy's. Shroobz the man with the purple suit stared at the card, instantly recognizing it wasn't the real universal one.

"Give me the real card." He demanded. Meme glanced at Blaza and Laff for guidance. He then heard Socks clear his throat.

"You only have one bullet, you shoot me you waste it, correct?" He asked with a smile, his yellow eyes glowing. "So shoot me, you'll only end up dead yourself."

Shroobz glanced down at Socks, a grim look spread over his face, or from what Meme could see of his face. He shuffled continuing to point the gun at his head. Shroobz breathed in and seemed to contemplate his situation. Until he froze up, his grip on his gun tightening.

    "Drop your gun or i'll shoot you." A familiar female voice said from behind.

    "Ally!" Blaza shouted. Ally was pointing a gun at Shroobz's head. Very intent on shooting him. Shroobz breathed in. He knew he was already going to die, to the infecteds outside, if not the people with a gun to his head. He smiled and looked at Socks once more.

    "Any last words?" He asked.

    "I have nothing left to lose."  Socks responded sarcastically. Then there was a loud bang, two in fact. Shroobz fell forwards and hit the floor with a thump. His mask was knocked off from the impact. His eyes blank as blood poured from a wound in his forehead. Meme first assumed that Ally had shot twice. Her gun was smoking, her hand slightly gray from the gunpowder. Socks attempted to stand up on shaky legs. Red fell from underneath his hair. Meme felt confused. Did Socks get any blood on him? Socks stumbled and locked eyes with Meme. Meme felt panic flare up in his chest. Socks didn't get any blood on him, it was his own blood. Slowly he pulled the keycard out of his pocket and held it out infront of him. He then fell to his knees. His head tilted back to the roof. Meme ran forward and fell to his knees.

    "Socks, hey are you okay?!" Meme asked, panic clear in his voice. Socks' head lolled and landed on Memes' shoulder. Blood pouring out of his head wound. "Socks answer me!" Meme screamed. Socks gasped and gagged, Meme pulled him away from his shoulder to see Socks face. No one else in the room said anything, all of them silently praying for Socks to be alright, although they knew deep down that this was the end of his journey. Blood slowly fell from Socks mouth. He coughed, it was a weak and sad cough. Meme felt tears in the corners of his eyes.

    "Hey it's okay." Meme promised, "W-we'll get you some help." He stuttered.

    "I...Don't need it." Socks gasped. "..Pft one bullet, thats what got me." He rasped.

    Meme felt panic flare up in his chest as Socks took one last gasp of air. He then stared at Meme. Meme felt Socks slip the keycard into his hand.
    "I have nothing left to lose."  and that's when that last breath was released and Socks fell limp. He had been around for the entire journey, from the swaps to Orlando, to Mercy hospital, now lay dead in a compound. Meme looked at the card, examining it. It was slightly covered in Socks' blood. Meme felt a dull ache in his chest, the grief would hit him later. Laff slowly walked over to Meme and crouched down next to him. Placing a hand on his shoulder. Using his other hand he ran his fingers through Socks' blood stained hair. They would need to leave soon but Meme felt all of them silently agree that they would spend just a few last moments with their friend.

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Weeee I'm backkkkk sorry I've been working on Oc stuff and commissions so I didn't have time to write this chapter. And socks. Oh yeah he's dead, for good I promise. Although I don't think that's a good thing. Ah oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

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