(ON HOLD)My Life In The Zombie Apocalypse... With A Twist!

Part 50 /Positive Tests and New Wounds

~Carson's POV~

I pulled my knees closer to my chest as my sobs wouldn't let up. I couldn't seem to stop the flow of tears.

The man that I thought loved me, the only person whom I felt I could truly trust betrayed me. Betrayed us...
And worst of all... I was the one to end it. I pulled the trigger. I killed two people... There's no going back from that. And now... I'm eating for two.

I stared at the plus sign on the small plastic stick. I even gave him my virginity... I was so stupid to do so.

Now I'm forced to raise a child at 16. There's so way this baby can make it. Especially not with how the world is now. Crying everytime it needs a feeding or gets woken up or gets scared. It'll kill us all. On the clock bringing walkers our way. I'm going to be the reason our whole group dies.
All because I was too stupid to realize Daryl was a traitor. I was too blinded by his sweet words and kind actions to see who he really was.

He was only using me... It felt so real I wonder if he'd even convinced himself that it was real.

I pulled my knees even closer and buried my tear stained face into my arms.

I just wanna curl up in a ball and die....

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~Kaitlynne's POV~

I quietly knocked on the metal door of the unit in which Carson had taken refuge in once she had woken up.

"Carson?" I called out softly to the sobbing girl. She seemed to ignore me. "Carson please say something..."

"Leave me alone." She spoke weakly, her voice cracking from the onslaught of burning tears.

"I can't do that... Please Carson talk to me." I asked her, trying to sound as soothing and understanding as I possibly could.

Suddenly the unit door was opening. I stood face to face with the blonde, broken girl. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy from the tears and her nose a bright red. She looked drained. As if she hadn't slept in years. My heart ached at the sight. "What is there to talk about." She spat.

I looked down and sighed. "I want you to talk to me. Tell me what's on your mind..."

She scoffed. "Oh so you want to have a heart to heart to," She uses air quotes around her next words, "'Talk about our feelings?!'" She practically yelled at me.

I stared at my feet, I would gladly take the yelling if it made her feel any better. I didn't want her to keep it bottled up like I had been known to do. I want her to speak her thoughts.

She began to raise her voice. "Yeah let's talk Kaitlynne," She all but spat my name, "THE MAN I LOVE BETRAYED ME! AND I JUST FUCKING KILLED HIM! AND NOW I FIND OUT THAT I WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO GET PREGNANT WITH HIS BASTARD CHILD! SO IM SORRY IF IM NOT ALL SEMI SUNSHINE POSITIVE!!!" She screamed at me. Breathing heavily as she finished.

My eyes were wide in shock maybe fear, or maybe just out of pure disbelief, maybe even a mixture of both. My little sister just told me she's pregnant.... In this world. Lord help us...

The group had all surrounded us after hearing the yelling. They all had the same expressions that I wore. We didn't know how to react or respond so we just stood there and stared at the small girl like deer in the headlights.

Carson lowered her head in shame. "I don't know what to do anymore...."

I attempted to speak, hoping to in someway comfort her. "Carson I-" I was cut off by the sound of a gunshot resonating through the crisp fall air.

The world seemed to move in slow motion as that tiny metal bullet zoomed through the open air and pierced Sam's stomach. The all to familiar squelch of metal tearing flesh was the last thing I heard before I was blinded with rage.

I quickly pulled my pistol from its holster and pointed it in the direction the shot came from.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I screamed as my eyes scanned for the person behind the gun.

I heard a low chuckle. "And who'd like to know?" The dark voice could send shivers down the devil's spine. It was clear that the unfamiliar man was not here to play games.

I could almost feel my blood boiling from the rage I felt towards the person unknown.

"Listen you annoying rats." The voice boomed. "We are going to take this place for ourselves! All your possessions now belong to Dexter!"  He laughed. "Either you leave peacefully, or you die! We'll give you a week to decide your fate!"

I growled in anger. "Over my dead fucking body!" No answer. "Do you hear me motherfucker! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

I feel a hand gently placed on my shoulder. I turn to see Max. "He's gone..." He tells me gravely.

I let out a frustrated groan followed by my fist colliding with the nearest wall.
I slowly turned around to notice Sam was nowhere in sight. All that was in place of her was a blood stain on the concrete. Max and I were the only people in sight.

"They took her into unit 13." He told me simply. I slowly made my way around the corner with Max following behind me to see Bri and Carson along with a sobbing Tyler standing outside the unit.

I quietly walked up to them then looked inside the small space. Sam lay on a blanket on the ground, blood seeping from her wound. Her eyes were closed and her skin pale. Mason held a towel to her wound as Wyatt sat beside his frail sister.

"Is she..." I hesitated to ask the question. Mason shook his head.

"She alive." He spoke. "But I don't know for how much longer.... The bullet went straight through but I think it punctured her lung." He spoke grimly.

I lowered my gaze as I walked up to Wyatt. I placed my hand on his shoulder. He shrugged me off and stormed away without a word.

I made a move to follow him but Bri stopped me. "Don't. He needs some time to himself..." I nodded and sat in the corner of the tiny cramped unit.

I rested my head against the wall and allowed myself to slowly drift into a slumber, as my day had been hellish once again, I was exhausted.

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I found myself in a familiar dark place with only one window. In the middle of the room sat the silhouette of my beloved sister.

I sat cross legged in front of her. She only stared at me. I waved a hand in front of her face. "Kaylee... Please say something."

Her lips parted slowly as a single word escaped her lips. "Him."

"What?" I tilted my head in confusion.
What did she mean?

"You must find him. He knows what is going on. He knows why and how all this hell on earth started. He knows how to stop it. You must find him." She spoke lowly to me. My head whirled with questions that I knew she most likely could not and would not answer.

"Who is he?" I asked her. She smiled and gave an extremely vague answer.

"He who is knowledgeable seeks refuge where the birds sleep."

Before I had a chance to ask her what the hell she was talking about, the room began to spin.

Not metaphorically either. It was literally spinning. I was slung across the room. My back slamming into the wall.

A scream escaped my lips as everything turned to white.

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I jumped awake, breathing heavy. I looked straight into the eyes of a saddened and concerned Tyler.

"Are you ok?" He asked me innocently.

"Yes honey I'm fine." I glanced over at where Sam had been when I'd fallen asleep. She was nowhere to be seen.

My heart dropped and I looked at Tyler. "Where is Sammy Ty?"

He only spoke one word. He spoke the single word as if it was nothing.

"Heaven."