ᴘᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴀᴜ (ꜰᴛ. ʏ/ɴ)

Bloody Hell

{Ghost Town}
[The Specials]

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The woman brings them into the kitten. Where Tom's head pops up straight up. The moment he sees Y/N. Drunkly walking over to her. Out stretching his arms, allowing his body to fall and hugs her waist. "Uh... heh.. good to see you too, Tom. How ya been. Mate?" She rub his head, hearing a vibration sound coming from him. "....is he purring?"

"Like I told ya, he talks 'bout you a lot. Soo...what brings you both here? I'm all ear." The girl says, sitting on her table. Lifting her knee up to her elbow so she had support to rest her head on the palm of her hand.

"Why do they seem so calm?? Like they just seem so chill about the whole advent that is happening!" Tord whispers in Y/N's ear. But she could already tell by their faces...they definitely had no clue. Tom, she could already tell her was drunker than a boiled owl. The women, she just stunk of weed. And her eyes were blood shot red.

"...Tord, their high and drunk as balls right now. I don't think they know shit right now..." Y/N tells him. Trying to push Tom off her. His face basically inside her breast making her face the same color as the blood stains on her sleeves.

Tord looking at this. Wishing he was Tom right now. But focuses on important matter. "Okay...how do I...even BEGIN to explain any of this. Spose neither or you even care... That's fine by me if you wanna die! I- don't care." Y/N couldn't help but kinda cringe at Tords words. He wasn't good at confrontation and well talking to people in general... unless he knew them for a while. Then he's a dick. But right now with everything going on, he pushed past his boundaries.

"I'll take it from here, Tord. We're here to get some weapons from Tom. Our friends told us he's got a weapon stash..." Y/N scratched the dry blood off her hands that were irritating her skin. Tom had noticed this...he was confused why she had blood...and a knife.

"PSSH! I mean you can see it if you really want you. Bears ne weather he'll let ya borrow anythin tho...I mean you look like you'd be good with a weapon, girly. You look like a killer." The lady tells them. While complementing/ joked with Y/N who chuckles nervously.

"..y-yeah...ha..ha.."

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The door creaks open wide. Inside was a room filled everywhere with different types of weapons. The two look inside kinda weirded out by why there was just a weapon room in the apartment building.

"We're using the janitor storage closet for the time being. Isn't being used for anything else as it is. Dunno why you'd need any of this tho." She questioned.

Tom yanking Y/N hand to look at it. Giving her a suspicious glare. She yanks her hand back looking away from him. He brought his attention back to Tord and his blue hair friend. "You don't know! JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING WITHIN THE LAST 24 HOURS!" He says out loud. Just to earn a confused look from them.

Tord grabbing the girl by her shoulders and getting in her face. "SO YOU'RE TELLING ME ALL THIS SHIT HAS BEEN GOING DOWN AND YOU DON'T KNOW A THING!" The women grabs his wrist and throws him at the pile of weapons. "Don't touch me. Calm the fuck down. Cut the bullshit. Tell me what happened." Her face darken. "He's just scared! I'm sorry for his out burst but...i-i don't...even know how to-"

*SCREEEECHHH!!!*

A pair of green blood arms grab Y/N's neck and arm. She yells out and quickly punches it. Taking her knife out and bringing it down, missing it's head and stabbing it's neck. Blood spraying on her face. She gets really grossed out, as Tom pulls her away from the zombie. Grabbing it's head by it's hair and clicking the gun. Shooting it in the head...blood splattering in the blue hair womens face.

Everyone's eyes widen. (Expect Tom) Y/N fell back in fear. Kicking her feet and backing far away from the zombie. Blood dripping down hers and the women's face. "TOM?! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" She yells out. "ZOMBIES! FUCKIN ZOMBIES!" She runs over to Tom and helps him try to board up the door so they could get in. She felt sick to her stomach.

Tom was struggling a little bit. Y/N using all her strength. A zombie nearly grabbing her, she stabs her blade once again into the flesh hungry beast.

"TORD! Would you help them keep the zombies out or are you just gonna stand there!!?" The blue hair women yells at him and orders him to help out his 'friend' and crush. "...uh...y-yeah uh-" you did a really want to get closer. Fearing that he might be eating alive. Just for him to get harshly pushed by her. "BETTER MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL REAL BLOODY SOON THEN!!"

Tord helps them finally. "...g-glad you could..rrrr!- join!" Y/N says to the Norwegian man. He holds the barricade tight with all of his strength. Looking back behind him and realize that her whole personality had changed. "...yeah that'll do... thanks Tord." The woman still being high. That would explain the sudden mood swings.

Y/N was panicking. Her mind was racing as her heartbeat matched the same paste as her breath. She began to tremble. Her surroundings growing darker and darker. Digging her nails into the wooden boards. Tears, sweat, and blood dripping down her face. Her stomach twisting and turning and her head pounding. Her body was frozen in a sheer panic. A zombie sticking its head out through the boards getting ready to sink its teeth the deep into the flesh of her skull.

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