Me Vs Zombies [Book 1 & 2]

[Book 2] Chapter 18

Chapters have been joined again ;) Just scroll down till you see the "+++'s"

I'll stop making excuses for late uploads now guys, I only have one story and barely any homework as of late so I shouldn't be struggling so much :(

Picture to the side is still of Little Luke with a smile on his face.

[Payton's POV]

Daryl sat on me, the weight of his body crushed my ribs and I gasped hard for breath. It was at the moment I felt like all my cuts were opening up, all my bruises were getting bigger and my entire body was buzzing in pain.

'Get off me you prick.' I whimpered. 'That hurts.'

'When did you become such a child?' He snarled. 'As you said earlier, I almost killed you several times and you decide to move with just a little weight on your body.'

'Well... I may have been "royalty" but I wasn't treated nicely before they realised.' I snarled. 'and, then there's the fact that I'm not taking your shit anymore.'

I pushed with all my might and Daryl tumbled sideways and onto his back, the guy brought his arms up in a battle position, I presume he was expecting me to go on top of him for a wrestle but his face showed genuine surprise when I stood to my feet, brushed the mud of my backside and pulled my t-shirt up to shoulders and inspected my bruises.

Just as I expected, I was blue, yellow, purple, re- every colour that even exists... D did not treat me very nicely I can confirm that.

If I ever get kicked in the ribs again it'll be too soon.

'What is that supposed to mean? "Taking my shit." What shit do you have to take?'

'Other than the obvious.' I smirked, which was immediately greeted with a snarl from Daryl's side. 'I'm done with you being such an arsehole, you can think whatever you want but if one of us is going to be scared that the other never loved them, it's me. You've always hurt me, you've been cruel and you're doing it again, you can't question if I cared for you, but I can sure as hell state that you never gave a monkeys about me. So, from now on you stay away from me, whether you come to the other group is up to you but if you come, don't talk to me. Don't ever talk to me.'

Daryl stared at me in shock and for a moment there I thought I heard a pin drop just before Eugene wondered over with his hands slung low in his jeans.

'Are we ready to go then?' He exhaled but then he paused and look from Daryl to me. 'Wow. You both look like you've got enough adrenaline to stop a truck, what the hell did you say to each other?'

'Kitten's got her claws out.' Daryl scoffed.

'See, I would reply with "get bent" but I think you've already got that covered.' I snapped and threw my hands up in irritation before turning away from the two of them and looking at Ben, looking him right in the eye.

His eyes opened wide in fear as I felt my eyebrows frowned and my teeth baring to him.

'Don't hurt me.' Ben whispered.

'Let me in the damn car.' I snarled back, Ben nodded and for the next two minutes we carefully switched places, I rested Luke's head in a comfortable position on my leg and continued to allow him to suckle down on the bottle of milk.

Ben, Daryl and Eugene stayed out the car for a few minutes they were talking about the journey and the plan of action if everything went tits up, I didn't care enough to listen and my eyes were drooping anyway in the few short seconds I'd been sat down so I pulled the door and slammed it shut before resting my head down on it and let my sleepy mind take over for a few minutes.