The men's voices can be heard as they slowly get closer to the girls. Their hands delicately peel away the tape with haste and place the rain-soaked towels under their feet. They stand on them, so their steps become muted and muffled. "Wonder how our little captive is doing?" one of the men quotes, leaving the other two to mutter something in agreement. "Go first since you're injured. I can make a break for it if need be." Y/N tells Ayden. The blonde squeezes through the small hole in the wall and out into the pouring rain, regaining her balance on a small ledge that lurks right under the window. Ayden looks back and motions for Y/N to come forward with an outstretched hand, but Y/N holds a finger up to her lips, "Stay quiet." The men are now in the middle of the stairs. The two-tone haired woman slides a knife from one of her boots and grips the handle until her knuckles turn white. "Hey! Look at the window! She left!"
They come close to bombarding the window until Y/N stomps on the floor, effectively drawing their attention away from the current exit. "Who's there?!" the men call out. A foot stomps again, but harder this time, then she walks out. "Hello, boys." Y/N purrs. "You're that bitch that stole from Regina and Arthur!" the shortest male says while Y/N pouts falsely. "Aww, did I? Poor little thing." she remarks condescendingly. "Where's the girl? Give her to us, and we'll forget that we even saw or thought of you." "Why would I do that?" she wonders as she starts to twirl her knife in her hands. "Like James said," the shortest one steps forward with his hands out, "We'll forget that we even seen you." Y/N ponders the thought for a minute, then looks at the man before her. "You promise? The males nod, and the girl holds her pinky out. "Pinky promise?" The man that still stood in front of her locks his pinky with hers with a smile placed on his face. "Y'know something?" Y/N asks innocently.
He tilts his head and leans forward once she beckons him closer. "Fingers crossed." Y/N whispers in his ear before stabbing him in the stomach and tossing him to the side. The other two males charge towards her, but she manages to easily evade them and kill them before turning to the last man who lay bleeding out on the floor. She bends down and places a light touch on his cheek. "Sorry, babyboy. Do me a favor, yeah?" He coughs as he looks at her with fear clouding his eyes. "Tell your friends in hell I said 'hello'." she stabs him in the head before going back and doing the same to the other two. "Ayden! You can come back in now!" Y/N yells as she runs back to the window to help Ayden back inside. "A-about time. I was g-getting s-soaked out there!" Ayden mutters through her chattering teeth. "Did you have to kill them so brutally?" Y/N raises a brow at her before folding her arms, "Did you want them coming after you or me?" The blonde shakes her head.
"That's what I thought. Now," she says as she claps her hands together, "Let's get you taken care of." Ayden leans against the wall and watches Y/N open and shut doors with quick succession. "Aha! Naturally, it would be the last door that I chose to open." she says, causing Ayden to let out a laugh. "Of course, but what are you looking for?" "First aid kit and a needle." Y/N states matter of factly. The other female furrows her brows and then widens her eyes in alarm, "You don't plan on stitching my leg, right?!" Y/N gives her a bored look while placing her hand on her hip. "You wanna try to find a doctor in the middle of the apocalypse, or do you want me to clean it up and make it to where it can start to heal?" Ayden purses her lips and limps over to the room she was originally in, followed by Y/N and her gathered materials. "So," Y/N huffs as she sits down in front of Ayden, "Wanna tell me how you got this wonderful issue?" Ayden hisses out in pain the minute a combination of hydrogen peroxide and alcohol connect with the wound.
A hand quickly waves back and forth while light blowing tries to soothe the burn. "Sorry." Y/N whispers. "I was running around with my bother at our camp, base, if you will. It was packed, and our shelves were always stocked to the brim after we looted places for a couple of days." Ayden speaks as she watches the lady before her throw some alcohol pads on the floor. A nod shows that she's listening. "One day, we had just gotten back from looting, and it was erriely quiet at our base. Slowly, everyone came out of their hiding spots and told us what had happened. Apparently, while we were gone, a man that lived at one of the houses we looted wanted his stuff back, and he, as well as a couple of others, came and took their things by force. They- MOTHERFUCKER!" Ayden yells as Y/N pierces her skin with the blunt end of the needle. "Sorry! I'm sorry, sorry!" Ayden lets out a staggering breath as she hits the mattress below her repeatedly.
"Just take it out and wrap it multiple times in gauze! We can't afford to stay here any longer, we gotta go." The blonde bites her lip roughly as she grips the sheets while Y/N removes the needle from her shin. "God! That fucking hurts!" Y/N secures the multiple layers of gauze with some duct tape and throws the extra materials in her bag. "Let's roll!" she claims as she wraps her arm around Ayden's waist. They descend down the stairs and out into the lightening rain.
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Don't Forget The Dead (A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction)
Fanfiction☆VERY SLOW UPDATES☆ "I see humans, but no humanity." It's a cold and bitter world when it's every man for themselves. Zombies have taken over and places that were once full of life are empty with nothing inside. Find out who survives in Don't Forget...
