George Shelley & The End of the World

Chapter 11

*GEORGE'S P.O.V*

We'd been in this crammed room for hours. Those things were out in the shop. I could hear them shuffling around and tired groans every now and then. They were waiting for us.

I looked down to my lap, Olivia's head was rested on my thigh as she slept. Normally, people look at peace when sleeping, but not Olivia. Her eyes were moving under her eye lids and her face scrunched up as she dreamt.

"George..." I heard JJ whisper, Josh and Jaymi where talking quietly and trying to think of a plan.

"Yeah?" I replied, looking up from Olivia to see JJ walking cautiously over to me and sitting down.

"So, do you love her then?" He asked, indicating to Olivia.

I sighed, my hand stroking softly over Olivia's silky hair.

"Yeah. I do, yeah." I smiled at her as she sleepily moved her head and moaned before re positioning it closer to my hip bone and burrowing her head into the bottom of my stomach.

"I thought so..." JJ sighed, looking to the floor and biting his nail.

"Look, mate. I know you like her, bu-" I started, looking at him. I stopped as his head lifted up, giving me a confused look.

"What?" He smiled.

"You... You like her don't you?" I replied, furrowing my eyebrows into a frown.

"No!! I would never do that to you if I knew you liked her!" He laughed, I didn't understand!

"Well how come you had your arm round her when I woke up? And you always seem to tense up whenever I'm with her." I said. It was true, he always went quiet and slightly red.

"Because I'm scared for her!" He revealed, looking me in the eye, his own hazel eyes turning serious.

"Why? I know I'm going to protect her. And now I'm lucky enough to have you as well!" I argued, not fully knowing what he meant.

"Yeah but she's caught up in all this and you know what they want!!!" JJ hissed. I sharply covered his mouth, looking back at Josh and Jaymi, they didn't hear anything.

"Shh!" I growled.

"When are you going to tell them!? We're all in more danger because of what you did, George!" He snapped.

I let my head fall slightly, tightly shutting my eyes and trying to shut out the truth. But he kept talking and I kept listening...

"Because of YOU they're all after us and because of YOU he's controlling them! Why did you do it?" He sighed.

I guess I should tell you what he means. Just after the outbreak happened and everyone was gone, I found my way to one of the camps. That's how JJ knows where they are. Anyway, when I first got there I looked for any of my family or friends to see if they survived, but there was nobody. I had a cabin to myself, it only had a single bed, toilet and some food, but it was better than being out in the open. One night, I heard someone talking. It was the head of the soldiers that surrounded the camp. I didn't think much of it until I heard yelling, then a massive bang... I instantly knew it was a gun. I hurried out of my room and into the offices, following the loud noises. I got there and peaked in the door...

"WHY DID YOU MAKE ME DO THAT, HUH!?" The head yelled to a shaking body on the floor.

"I-I'm sor-ry! I made y-you a cure!" The man struggled to say, clutching onto his bleeding stomach.

"I DON'T WANT A CURE GOD-DAMMIT! I WAS THE FUCKING ONE TO START THIS WHOLE THING OFF AND I'LL LET IT CONTINUE!" The head hissed.

I gasped, loosing my balance and stumbling into the room reluctantly, earning glares from both men. I was too angry to care.

"HOW MUCH DID YOU HEAR!?" The muscular curnal growled, stomping over to me.

"ENOUGH!" I growled, pushing him back.

"YOU'RE THE REASON THAT MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS ARE DEAD!" I snarled, tears filling my eyes.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" He yelled, pushing me to the floor.

I shook my head in disbelief and grabbed a gun from the table by my side and pointed it at him.

"You do understand that I control those zombies out there. I could kill you without doing it myself. They take orders from ME!" The Head smirked, trying to scare me.

"Well, it all ends when you do!" I hissed, pulling the trigger on the gun.

BANG.

Right through the stomach.

"Y-YOU FUCKING D-DICK!" He stammered, clutching his wound.

I grabbed all the weapons I could from the desk, knifes, swords, guns... anything. That's where I got them all from when Olivia asked.

With that, I ran.

Ran out the room.

Ran out the camp.

Ran out of Manchester.

After a few weeks, I ended up back in London where I set up a camp. All the zombies were slower and less aware than normal, but they weren't still or on the floor. Meaning, the Head was still alive, just injured.

They only started getting faster just before I met Olivia, I knew that the Head was alive and well again. And I also knew I'd be his main target...

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"I was angry. If he would have died this whole thing would be repairing!" I spat.

"But he didn't and its not! You need to warn the others!" JJ said.

"No! I can't! This is between me and you! I don't want to scare them anymore than this whole situation already is. Especially Olivia!" I argued.

But I knew he was right.

Olivia and the boys were thinking of a plan to get to Manchester. But if I showed my face there... I'd get a bullet in my head for sure.