"But what if my brother finds out about us?" I manage to whisper out my mouth followed by very faint moans.
"Jesse won't find out, it will be like our little secret." Ellie replied firmly in my ear and carried on making wet kisses on my neck.
Please read because I'm getting kinda annoyed!! I have mentioned there is smut in this story if you don't like it then stop reading my story. The mean comments are very horrible to see especially as a small author so please stop :(
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Later that night of me telling Izzy about my immunity, it actually seemed to be going smoothly.
She didn't push me with too many questions. Although, she did ask me how I first found out I was immune and I just wasn't ready to tell anyone else - apart from Joel, no one else knows exactly what happened with my best friend a few years back.
If that's what you'd call us.
She was the first person that made me realise I was into girls, my best friend I mean. Lord, looking back on how awkward I was around her makes my whole body cringe. I was so dorky.
But that didn't matter, we ended up getting bit by some runners when we snuck out of the QZ this one time. Of course we did. Just my luck, right?
"Lose our minds together." She said.
Yeah, together. I ended up having too shoot her once she had turned, I'm immune after all so the whole "together" thing was utter bull shit.
I was left there alone and confused, what the fuck is wrong with me? And why am I immune. Out of all people, why fucking me?
Riley's death, then Tess, Henry, Sam...the list goes on. All their deaths really affected me on how I saw the world. Changed my whole perspective on respect and trust.
Thought I could trust Joel, but no.
No one is ever how they seem, trust nobody because they're always gonna stab you right in the back letting the blood drip to the floor then expect you to clean up their fucking mess.
So rule number one, never let your guard down.
Fuck, that rule was becoming hilarious to me now, for I can feel myself breaking down the wall I've created to let a silly girl who probably doesn't care for me, that girl being Izzy.
I don't know why, but I felt the weights on my shoulders be lifted whenever I'm around her, she's perfect in all honesty and always try's her best. However, I know how this ends. I get to attached and I either push the people I love away because I'm too scared they'll leave me first or they end up just leaving me completely, without a single trace of them left. I just can't believe I was growing feelings for someone like Izzy, pretty and perfect little Izzy.
The innocent one, the one who does no wrong. The one who puts everyone else first, takes care of those around her and makes sure everyone is happy whilst she's also struggling.
Me on the other hand? I'm the polar opposite. Not giving a single shit for those feelings I could possibly hurt, if they have a problem with me that's on them and I think that's completely fair. I don't like you so I don't expect you to like me back. Yeah, okay that's kinda shitty of me but why should I have to act like someone I'm not for people who's opinions don't matter?
