13.the dead, the walkers And the damned

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For the one hundredth time today i woke up. It's been like that for a few days? Honestly I don't know how long it's been.

Today feels like the day. I have enough energy and i think my body had enough rest and food.

I grabbed the edge of the bed and stood slowly. My head still throbbed and my leg still ached but I ignored it.

I limped my way to the door before it swung open. "Oh my lord! Boy you better get back in bed before mama catches you!" He ushered me to the bed and sat in the chair beside me. He was the one who found me and unchained me.

If I couldn't walk might as well talk. " Name?" The words felt funny. It felt weird to talk after staying silent.

His face was startled. "y..you just spoke." He cleared his throat." I mean my names mason."

"Thank you mason."

"Huh?" He look confused and startled.

"You saved me. So thank you."

"Sure." His eyebrows came together. " But i hope you don't plan on leaving either or at least anytime soon. You've grown on my mother. You're like another son to her."

I sighed. "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of what?"

" The walkers."

He ran his hand threw his dark brown hair. "We ain't been bothered and we won't be. We've must've been doing something right. Besides this would blow over and the government will save us."

I sighed. "No one is gonna help. Because no one can. There's three type of people in this world now. There's the dead , the walkers and the damned."

"Which category are we in?"

"The damned."

"There has to be somebody out there. If we made it they must have. Just have hope and faith."

I sighed. " you sound like one of my old friends. His name was Chase."

"What happened to him?"

I stayed silent. And he must've got the message.

He stood up. "Well go on and get some rest. I reckon mama is gonna be here when you wake. Oh and don't let mama her you talk. She'll be mad that you wasted your energy."

I looked at the white ceiling. I searched for sleep but it just wouldn't come.

The door opened and the lady shuffled in. She examined me and when she saw i was awake she smiled.

"You look much better then when I first saw you. You're head looks much better and seems like you're leg is healing."

She got up. " I think you're ready to join us for breakfast today." She extended her hand and i took it.

The kitchen had a old feeling to it. But it was soothing and i liked it. At the table mason was there with his father and there was a two empty seats. I sat in one and masons mom sat in the other.

We were eating peas and mashed potatoes. And a glass of soda! Soda! Can you believe it.

The pea practically melted in my mouth. My eyes closed as i savored it.

"Mason did you collect the eggs today?"

"No pa."

"Why's that?"

"They didn't lay today."

Masons mom eyebrows came together just like mason. " well ain't that odd. Probably sick."

"I say we get rid of em then. We shouldn't risk it."

His mother rolled her eyes. "You done sound like that group down yonder."

"Maybe that ain't such a bad thing."

"You mind your manners you hear." Masons father slammed his fork down.

Mason flushed red and hung his head slow. " yes pa."

A scream pierced the sky. "HELP!HELP ME!"

Everyone at the table flew up and ran outside. I followed stoping at the porch with everyone else.

A women was covered in blood. Her clothes ripped.

"Piper!" Masons mom tried to run but mason held her.

"Mom no!"

Five walkers came. She clasped and tried crawling her way towards the steps.

"HELP ME PLEASE!"

She didn't make it far before a walker sunk its teeth her back.

"Oh god...oh god. GET INSIDE." Mason pushed us in the house.

My heart started to race faster. For a second I thought we were safe. Its no escaping.

" I can take them out."

They all looked at me. Mouths open.

Masons mom cleared her throat. " maybe before you could but with your condition it's sucide."

"You said it yourself. I'm getting better. Please you helped me let me help you."

She reached her hand up on the top of the door and pulled out a knife in the crack. She placed it in my hand.

I walked out. What was I doing playing the hero. They all end up dead.

The walkers instantly came towards me. My hands gripped the knife tighter and lifted it higher.

My hand smashed into the first one skull. I went to pull the knife but it snapped.

"Fuck."

Not only did the knife break but more seemed to had appeared.

I slammed my fist into one causing in to tumble down. My good foot stomped on its head and it busted open on the ground.

A walker jumped on me from behind but I flipped it and stomped its head.

One grabbed me from behind and another came from the front.

"NO!" Mason came running with a gun and blew its head off.

"Lets go!" I yanked Mason up the steps and slammed the door behind us.

"We have to go now. Somehow they found us and that gunshot didn't help either."

"Lets just wait it out. If more comes then we go."

"I'm not trying to be rude but that's a bad idea but I'm also not gonna leave you to fend for yourself. So I'll stay. But if more comes we're out."

"Alright sounds reasonable." Mason nodded his head.

"Can I have some weapons?"

Masons fathered nodded. "Take what you need."

I took a knife and slid it into a slot in the belt which was in the pants mason gave me.

I heard footsteps and turned to see Mason.

"Thanks." I mumbled fixing the belt.

"Don't mention, hey um maybe one day you can teach me to fight." A nervous laugh escaped him.

"Yea if we make it."

"I thought a lot about what you said. You're right. We truly are the damned."

I nodded my head and walked in the bathroom. My stomach turned. I felt food coming up.

But instead i coughed. I opened my hand to reveal blood.

What the hell is happening to me.

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A/n~ MY LONGEST CHAPTER EVER!

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