Our Final Moments (T.W.D. Fanfic)

Chapter 2

A/N- hey my smexy readerssss! It's a shitty fic. I know. But hey, a girl can try right? :(

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"Chloe.. I want to talk to you later.." Charlie whispered for only me to hear as we were still walking

"Okay?" I said a little confused as to what he wanted to discuss.

I looked around the group and noticed that it's smaller than normal, and some people are missing.

"Dad..? What happened to Hope and Emily?" I ask looking at the back of his head.

"Chlobear they uh.. They tried saving your mother.." He says looking down and shaking his head.

"Why Emily?! She was fucking pregnant!" I say angered and squeeze Charlie's fingers.

"Watch your language," He says sternly "I tried to make her stay. You can't really make people's decisions now a days.. Especially when their sister is being eaten alive.."

I look over at Charlie and see he's already looking at me with a sad and shocked expression on his face, "babe calm down.." Leaning down slowly as we continue walking, he kisses the side of my head gently.

Soft lips, slightly chapped and rough pressed against my smooth skin. It felt.. Really good. A spark erupted inside me and a flare of emotion burst and flooded my body.

I shivered and brushed away all the thoughts that came to me head.

"Thanks.." I mutter and start to walk faster, forgetting about our locked fingers.

"Chloe you okay?" He asks me and looks at me with those beautiful, clear ocean blue eyes that look even brighter than they did about an hour ago. I just realized how absolutely gorgeous this boy is, and what he does to me is amazing. I don't know how he does it, but he does something..

"Chloe? Hey?" Someone shakes my shoulders and I am ripped away from my thoughts.

"Hmm? What? Who?" Jumping slightly from the sudden movement on the right side of my eye. I look over and stop in my tracks.

"D-dad.. L-look.." I say covering my mouth after and just staring at her. How did she survive..?

"C-Chloe.. Baby..." She says, looking at me only.

"Mom!" I scream and break into a run, starting my arms out and trying to get closer to her.

"Chloe don't!" Someone screams from behind me, but I don't listen. I keep running, jumping and sliding over cars just to get to her.

The skin around her neck is all bloody and tore open. Her clothes are ripped and you can see into her stomach. I cover my mouth and watch as she slowly starts to transform.

Her eyes suddenly turn white and her perfect smile is gone and replaced with disgusting, dirty, and yellow teeth. The blood on her body is dried instead of fresh, her hair is matted on the top of her head and torn away. What is this? How the hell is she here?! What the fuck just happened?!

I try and stop myself but to no avail, I'm in front of her and she has a tight grip around my arm.

A low moan escapes her ripped lips as she opens her mouth and lowers her head towards my arm.

"HELP!! SOMEONE!" I scream and kick at her legs, only making her fall and she pulls me with her.

I scream an 'I'm sorry' before I slam my foot right between her eyes and snap her neck. I watch in slow motion as her skull caves around my foot and she stops moving.

I pull my foot out and do this multiple times before I'm pulled up and into someone's arms.

They hold me close to their chest an I can tell immediately who it is by their steady heart beat.

I pull my legs to my chest and curl up in their arms, tucking my head between my knees. They begin searching me for bites or scratches, and to my luck I don't have any. The group mumbles a little when I come back, curled up and silent. I cry silently and let out a shaky breath.

We begin moving yet again, trying to forget what just happened. Charlie tightens his grip around me and kisses the back of my neck

"Shh... Babe why didn't you listen to me..?" He says and continues keeping pace with everyone else

"I-I don't hear you.. What do you m-mean?" I ask, my voice cracking and stuttering as I speak.

"I told you not to go near her. She was one of those.. Things." Charlie puts emphasis on 'Things' and spits it out in absolute hatred.

I stay quiet and keep my head between my knees, continuing to cry softly. Charlie pulls my closer to his chest and fixes the axe in his belt.

After about 30 minutes of walking we reach the exit we were looking for and head in the direction that it leads, prepared for anything choosing to pop out.

A muffled scream breaks the silence and we all stop dead in our tracks to locate the direction it came from.

"Help! He-" is all we hear before who ever it is, definitely female by the high pitch voice, breaks into a sob and what sounds like, male grunting.

I cover my ears and we begin walking away, knowing we can't trust to add anyone more, even if she might have been getting raped..

"Do you guys think if we can find a working car, which is highly unlikely considering they are about a year old, and maybe siphon some gas and get us all on the road faster?" Tim says, finally speaking up for the first time since my mother... Him and his pregnant wife were found by us, huddled in a corner of their house as they watched the world slip away.

"That's probably a good call" said my dad. He told us to start looking for functional cars as we neared a road into the city that was crowded with them.

Charlie set me down and we began looking into windows to either see a car empty or occupied by a rotting corpse.

"Got one!" Anthony screams as the engine coughs and sputters.

"Alright! Looks like it will fit us all pretty well too.. So lets find a hose and gets some gas, then we can be on the move" my dad said.

Eventually we got a hose and started siphoning gas, hoping that it was quick enough.

"Alright, we are settled and ready to go" Charlie said and filled the car with gas, placing the extra gas the we had in the trunk for when we run out.

We put all our stuff in the back of the mini van and climbed into our chosen seats, just barely fitting all of us.

Obviously my dad took the drivers seat and started the van with only a little trouble and we were on our way.

Next stop? Find some shelter.