safe

Chapter 65

Ruby's P.O.V~

I run out the door and am met by smoke and growls.

I see three doors to my left and run to the first.

As I fling the door open a woman and a man scream and cower in the corner.

"Where's the baby?" I snarl viciously.

The woman shakes her head and the man puts his hand to his hip, presumably to find his gun.

I walk a step closer and stab him in the temple with my long shank.

The woman screams and cries as I reach down and take his gun.

I turn around and walk out, pulling the door closed behind me.

I walk to the second door and it's locked so I kick it open, probably bruising my foot.

I walk in to find a young blonde woman holding my Daisy.

"Put her down." I instruct, throwing down my shank and holding up the stolen gun.

"Or what?" She asks sarcastically.

I pull back the slide to load the gun and point it straight at her head.

"I'll murder you. Simple as that bitch." I reply maniacally.

She looks at Daisy and then back up at me.

"Alright. You gotta let me leave though." She says laying Daisy down on the floor.

She walks towards me, hands out in retreat but it's too dangerous.

I shoot her between the eyes and she slumps to the floor.

I rush to Daisy and see her little eyes light up as I pick her up from the ground.

"Come on, we have to go find your dad." I tell her as I tuck her against my chest and zip up my jacket over the top of her to keep her safe.

I grab my baby bag from a desk similar to Gareth's and find all my stuff in there ready for Daisy.

I chuck it over my shoulder and walk back out of the room.

Outside is a mess of walkers, smoke and gunshots.

There is a steady stream of them but I take a running start and slip through the walkers to the perimeter fence.

I'm much more use to the group alive and free than inside and on death row.

I gather my bearings and recognise that i'm not far away from the buried guns and I walk south for about three minutes to the familiar grove of trees we buried them in.

I dig the bag up with my hands, hoping not to get dirt in Daisy's face as I dig and quickly unearth it.

I grab an AK-47 out and tuck the handgun back in my waist band, with the safety on of course.

I take off the baby bag and hang it on a tree branch so I can carry the gun bag without slowing myself down.

I hear the crunching of leaves and twigs under foot and get ready to fire at the approaching people, or zombies.

Suddenly a little scruff of ginger hair pops into view, followed by a mess of black, wavy hair that I know to be Glenn.

"Ruby!" Max comes running towards me with delight.

"Look who I've got!" I say, throwing down the gun bag and carefully placing the gun on the ground.

I unzip my jacket to reveal Daisy and I look to the rest of the group.

They look so tired and relieved and I feel happy for the first time in a long time.

Then I look to Glenn, who is standing to my right, facing Daisy as I cradle her in my arms.

Tears are running down his cheeks and he's holding his hand over his mouth.

All of my family is alive and together.