Stop The Clocks Now

Chapter-15

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Felicity's POV

                 "BOOM!" "BANG" "BANG" I could hear the noises of the guns outside, a huge amount of zombies came in last night. I cried silently to myself on the bathroom, unfortunately having Crystal here hasn't made anything better. I thought I'd be able to tell her my secret, I wasn't sure I could tell Devin. And how could I not tell my bestfriend something that big? Or the love of my life? I tipped up the pregnancy test once more to look at it;

                                                                              Positive

 

                   I rubbed my stomach and thought to myself 'nice timing baby'. I wiped my eyes with a damp washcloth, hid the test in a sandwich bag in my makeup bag, and sniffed once more, then joined Crystal out in the living room.

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Tyler's POV

                         "Yo, I'm out of ammo!" I yelled to Devin who was across the porch. Doing what have become our hobby, killing zombies. A huge amount of zombies came in last night, Devin and I have been out here for about 6 hours now. I'd ask the girls to come out so we can go in and sleep, but if anything happened to either of them, I'd never forgive myself.

                         Devin jogged over to me, out of breath. "That's all of them." his words were music to my ears. I could finally eat, and sleep. Maybe tonight I can have a dream, instead of a nightmare.

                         The girls are sitting on the couch, probably finally relaxing since Crystal and Wesley got here. Wesley sat at the table eating cereal, that 10 year old can definitely eat. I set my gun into my parents' room so Wesley can't get it. Then I head upstairs. Even with the sounds of Felicity and Crystal talking, and the thuds coming underneath my feet, the air felt empty. I felt empty. Guilt has been building up inside of me like a huge bubble, waiting to pop. I broke up with Jennifer, my girlfriend. Well-I mean I broke up with her just days before the apocalypse started. I texted her more than ten times, but who would have the time or energy to answer it nowadays?

                       Once I finish kicking myself for what I did about a month ago, I finally start to drift over into a deep sleep. With only the thoughts and dreams of my loving family and girlfriend.