Cheryl checked her reflection. Now usually, you aren't supposed to worry about that kind of thing in a situation like this, but Cheryl was different. She knew her beauty was key to her survival. Her long black hair fell down to her shoulders. It had the innate ability to remain beautifully wavy no matter what the situation. She had already had boomers puke on her several times and still, it remained stylish.
For her ensemble, she wore a red skintight miniskirt and blouse. Along with hiding bloodstains and providing mobility, her outfit also showed off her attractive curves. She leaned down and began applying her makeup. Because she owned a cosmetic factory, she saved the best for herself. Not only did this makeup make her look good, it also acted as a moisturizer and kept her skin wrinkle free.
Cheryl grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door forward. Todd and Chad jumped back as she walked out. Clearly, they had been spying on her, but they had the delusion of smoothly avoiding getting caught. These two may have been perverts, but she looked at all the zombie corpses, reminding herself why she hung out with them.
When she first met them, she had just lost her family and was hiding in the bathroom of a safe house. She was trembling from the sight of the guard being torn apart by a tank. She heard the door open and walked out hoping to find help. What she got instead were the idiot brothers. They stared at her with so much lust and envy that it scared her more than the apocalypse. Not wanting to deal with this at the time, she grabbed a gun on the counter and pointed it at them. She gave them the impression that she wouldn't hesitate to shoot. Luckily, they bought her act. She agreed to let them "have" her if they followed her through the city and protected her.
She put on a tough attitude while they were around. She acted mean and used her sexuality to get them to do what she said. Eventually, she became this temptress and began to think of this as the only way to survive.
They had traveled together for several days now. When they were traveling through the streets, they came across a movie theater and went in for supplies. There had been a makeshift safe room in the back. It was obviously makeshift because it was apparent that zombies had broken in. On the bright side, though, there was plenty of food and medical supplies. She stuffed an ample amount in her fanny pack and headed out.
She walked a ways until she was stopped by crying. She looked around, not wanting to run into the witch. Right now just wasn't a good time. She started to walk away from the crying.
Todd and Chad had other plans.
"Witch!" Todd hissed.
"Watch this!" Chad yelled, "I'll show you that I can be your man!" he started off toward the crying.
"No way, man!" Todd yelled back, "I'll do it!" he started following.
"Idiots!" She said. She knew this wouldn't end well, but she still had use for them, so she followed.
They followed the wails into a parking garage until they came up to the fifth floor. Cheryl stopped at the doorway, but the guys quietly snuck in to find the witch. She noticed a safe house door just a little to her right. At least they had a haven for after the idiot brothers released their testosterone. She sat down by the door and listened.
At first, it seemed too quiet for anything to happen, and then she heard the scream. She forced herself to remain sitting. The echo of gun shots bounced through the hallway, increasing her uneasiness.
The gunfire ceased, followed by a witch scream. Cheryl stood up and headed toward the door, sighing. These two meat heads were going to get themselves killed, or worse, get her killed. She stepped toward the door, but she was stopped by a figure that ran straight out the door and past her.
The witch didn't even acknowledge her. This made her feel uneasy. If the witch was here, then where were Todd and Chad? She ran in and checked the scene. There was a lone body that caught her eye. It was basically unrecognizable, the cuts and blood made sure of that. The thing that caught her eyes was the dog tags on the wrist of the corpse.
"Chad Andrews." She read. She was furious. They came this far just to get killed by a lousy witch? Now her survival chance dropped tremendously. The witch must have knocked Todd out the window and unleashed hell on Chad. She saw Todd's gun by the window, confirming her explanation. She walked over to the ledge, and tried to find Todd's body and found him hanging on the edge.
"Finally!" he yelled, "now that you are here, I can finally drop down."
"Don't be stupid!" she yelled back, "hang on, I'll help you up!"
"No way!" he yelled back, "I AM tough! This fall won't kill me!"
Cheryl was surprised. This guy's brother just died, but he was still willing to do this stupid stunt just to impress her. This pissed her off eve more. "Drop the bravado!" Cheryl yelled, "I need you up here to protect me!"
"Bye!" he said, disappearing from view.
Cheryl moved closer to the edge so she could watch in horror as Todd's flailing body sped toward the ground. She was surprised to see him flip over and land on his feet.
"See?" Todd yelled up, "I won't die that easy!" Then he fell over, clutching his knee, "Damn it!" he yelled, he looked up at Cheryl then yelled, "Do you think you could help me out?" I think it may be broken!"
Cheryl turned around to head out the door when the cry of the horde rang out. She turned and looked down at Todd with an icy smile, "I have no use for someone with a broken leg!" she yelled.
"You bitch!" he yelled. He whipped out his pistol and readied himself for the oncoming horde.
She turned and headed back into the building, pleased to hear Todd cursing her name as the final gunshot fired. Silence filled the area and Cheryl closed the safe house door.
