Chapter Fifteen: Saint. Michael's Hospital

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(Alix's Pov)

"Wait, the girl we tried to help because she looked like she needed it, is your daughter," I say calmly.

"Yes that is correct," Sargent Gordon confirms.

"So, where we you when she got injured?" I ask.

He hesitates before answering, "I don't need to disclose that information to you."

"That's true but I think that's called bad parenting or something like that." I shrug but a sharp pain slices through my shoulder, and I wince. Note to self: Do not shrug shoulder.

"You have one smart mouth, don't you?" He snarls.

"That's why I go to school...or well used too,"I say smartly. He grits his teeth together and smacks me across the face. Pain shoots up my right cheek and I grit my teeth so I won't yell out in pain. I regain my composure and grin a sweetly and deadly grin at him.

"So where is my daughter?" He demands.

"I don't know, she's probably dead because the place got over run by zombies. My family and myself barley escaped," I say honestly.

"No! She can't be dead, she can't be. You're lying!" He shouts.

"Sir, I can promise you that I am not lying. In fact, she looked pretty busted up when we took her in and did the best we could to save her. Sorry to say this but I'm pretty sure your daughter is dead." I look him dead in the eye. He growls and he picks up his AK-47 and jabs the other end of the gun to my face. I see black spots clouding my vision and then I'm succumbing to the darkness.

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When I wake up, immense pain shoots up into my head. "Fuck, that's hurts," I grimace.

"Wait! Don't move!" A girl's voice tells me. I look around my surroundings and I notice that I'm what used to look like a bedroom. Am I in a house? Another hospital? I ask myself. I'm laying a bed or some sort and I see the girl coming towards me. A sense of fear takes over him and I try to scoot away but I'm too weak.

"Hey, it's okay. Gordan told me to come and bandage your wounds. So try not to move so much, okay?" She says softly. She has dark green eyes and light brown curly hair.

"Sure. Where am I?" I ask her.

"You're in Saint. Michael's hospital," She answers with a smile.

"Oh, how long was I out for?"

"Only 16 hours. The wound to your head was deep and I had to stitch it up before you died from blood loss," She answers. I come to the sudden realization that I don't have any of my weapons, and I don't know where the bastard took them.

"I need to get out of here."I try to get up from the bed but my head thuds into my skull, and I groan out in pain.

"I told you that you shouldn't move. And how are you supposed to leave anyway, you have no weapons," She points.

"You're right, I don't have any weapons. But I do have one thing," I say to her.

"And what is that?"

"You."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you're going to help me get out of here." I smirk.

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Hey guys its me Alexx aka ziamscake I updated this chapter for you guys because my friend or the original author of this book was at a writer's block. I hope you like and yeah.

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