Barely Breathing

Chapter 35

NOTE: NOT EDITED
Above photo is Emily.
Wordcount: 834
*Emilys p.o.v*
We dodged behind the small room Andrew had Megan in to get away from zombies who thought they were slick. Jess followed close behind us, watching our backs for anything that might pop out at us.
"Where is he!" I heard Megans faint voice scream.
Dan gave me one of those troll faces and announced, "Shes looking for me."
I rolled my eyes and turned us around to head towards Megans voice.
*Megans p.o.v*
My tears soon seized to a hault, and I was just about to accept fate when Emily and Dan came out of the dark and revieled themselfs.
My heart raced as every muscle seemed to tense up with joy and shock. My legs suddenly could run again, even thought I was limping I made my way over towards Dan and Emily as quickly as I could.
I hugged them both when I approached them and thanked god that they were both safe. Dans leg didnt look so hot, but I had a feeling everything would be okay.
"How did you even survive that!" I asked amazed.
Looking down at his knee, he whinced at the sight of it. Dan looked back at me after a few seconds went by and told me it wasnt even that bad.
"What? It's pretty ba-" I started to explain but Emily interupted me.
"Where's Isabella?"
We all looked around at everyone in the small circle, everyones eyes went from joyful to nervous trying to remember where she was last.
*Isabellas p.o.v*
"Who the fuck are you?" One guy yelled out when he finally pinned me down on the ground. He ripped off my mask and looked so confussed.
"I'm Isabella." I whispered out.
He gave me a strange look, then looked over at the other guy, then back at me.
"What are you doing helping these people?" He questioned me as he grabbed my hand and helped me up to my feet.
As I stood up the wind blew my hair around crazily.
"I am part of their group now." I said proudly as I tried to brush the hair that kept blowing into my face behind my ear.
Both boys looked speechless for a while, until one shook my hand and announced his name as Andrew.
*Andrews p.o.v*
After she took off her mask, she was beautiful. The brown hair that flowed freely in the breeze, her hazel eyes that seemed to glow, the way she can kick some ass, hell she was my type of girl!
I shook her hand like a gentleman and introduced myself.
George did that same afterwards, but it didnt seem like he was trying to be friendly' with her.
I pulled him aside and claimed what was going to be mine.
"Fuck you Andrew, you cant claim a girl." George stated and walked back to Isabella.
I followed close behind, making sure he didnt pull anything.
"I really have to find the others." She stated softly as she started to back away from us and walk back over to the small house we kept Megan and Dan in.
"Here I'll come with you." I offered up as I walked with her back to the room.
She seemed kind of distant, like she wanted nothing to do with me.
Well, I did lock her friends up inside a small house, beat them, shot them, then I started fighting with two zombies, which turned out to be her. So, I dont blame her for hating me.
As we headed closer and closer to the house, my stomache did a bunch of flips and turns. Megan would kill me if Dan died, and it would be because of me.
We entered the front door, and their they were. All hovering over Dans knee, making sure he was okay.
Everyone looked over towards the door when they heard it slam shut.
"Isabella!" Emily shouted excitedly.
She ran up to hug her, then instantly stopped when she saw me.
Her face began to frown as her fists balled up.
"What the fuck do you want." She stated out coldly.
The room got quiet waiting for my answer,
"Hey, hey, I'm not the bad guy here."
"Not the bad guy? NOT THE FUCKING BAD GUY!" Megan shouted.
"You fucking beat us! Shot us! How the hell arent you the bad guy!"
I understood why she was mad but even though I did what I did, I didnt consider myself a 'bad guy'.
"Listen, I'm not ba-"
Emily interrupted me by putting a gun to my face. I didnt even notice that she had one on her.
"Calm down, lets think about this before we-"
*BANG*
The fire shot and landed right between Andrews eyes. Blood splattered all over Isabella and the wall behind them. Andrew landed on his knees first, then face first onto the cold hard floor.
Emily approached his dead body and spit on him, "Thats what you get asshole."