Infected.

Chapter Five

*Keller*

"Sorry for ruining your trophy, guys." Chey said guiltily.

"No, it's fine. I offered it up. Not like it matters anymore anyway." Ricky comforted her. I will admit, they looked pretty adorable together. Her shortness, his cute smiles. Oh yes; they could work.

  I sat on the carpeted floor in the main sitting area and helped Ghost and Balz sort out all the materials. One of the girls must've mentioned my weakness. Wine bottles of every type were sprawled across the floor. I grabbed a random one and popped the top. "Cheers to the freakin' weekend." I mumbled, remembering a random song.

"I drink to that." Jet held up another bottle from across the room, hers was a Jack Daniels. Oooh. I couldn't help but giggle. It was nice to know that there was a bit of humanity left. Who knew that one day, people would be eating their own babies and family and friends. Ashton lay his head on my good shoulder and I began to sing City Lights.

Paralyzed by my envy of the night

I am lost without you here and outside it looks like rain

For the last time, I bleed myself dry tonight

And nothing I could ever write, would help you understand this life

There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in all the city lights

The wax will drip as so as blood, romance is dead and all is lust.

You are the water in my lungs, we've lost it.

We are all alone.

  Without asking, Chris started singing with me. Ghost hummed the background beat and Ricky started playing his guitar.  Ashton's eyes began to get heavier by the line.

Paralyzed by my envy of the night

I am lost without you here and outside it looks like rain

Tonight I bleed myself dry, I bleed myself dry, I bleed myself dry

And nothing I could ever write, would help you understand this life

There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in all the city lights

The wax will drip as so as blood, romance is dead and all is lust.

You are the water in my lungs, we've lost it....

 I stopped and made sure he was sleeping. Jet stood up and picked him up. "I love you baby. No matter what, I'll keep you alive." I whispered softly. I suspected no one heard, but Chris' watery eyes proved me wrong.

"You can take him to Ghosts' feminine quarters." Ricky pointed to the back. Ghost simply rolled his eyes, fairly acquainted to being picked on by the others.

"I do believe i'm not the only one here wearing make-up." He retorted happily.

"Oooohhh. Burn." CC said, prodding the play fight on. They went back and forth for what seemed to be eternity. I stood to grab a pen and paper when the bus slammed to a stop. I, being slightly tipsy and ever unbalanced, fell forward at full speed. Right into Balz, causing him to fall on his back. He looked me square in the eyes and I swear they let down a wall. Like a cover up, he gripped my waist and scooted me off of him. Atleast he offered me a hand up.

"Guys, we have a big situation here." Jinxx sounded nervous. I stumbled to the front of the bus and did a double take. FBI and SWAT looking guys were blocking off the highway, sealing us in this shit hole.