10k's Girl [Love story] Fanfic

Chapter 1

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller

[Unknown POV]

I can't let them know that I'm still alive. If they do, they'll kill me, and then there will be nothing left.

[Third Person POV]

Those dead eyes.

Those dead, soulless eyes.

"You want me, don't you?" the girl asked, as she took out her knives out of her boots. "You want to attack me and it me inside out, am I right? Well... it's either that or I will have to kill you." and she flings her arm back and then brings forward and releases her grip on the knife and it goes right between the eyes in the middle of the forehead, the Z's blood splattered against the walls of the old building behind it and against the floor of the concrete.

That's when something or someone had caught sight in the corner of fur girl's eye.

A boy around her age.

Black short hair, green eyes.

Tall.

The girl walks into her house and she closes the door and she runs upstairs and throws the black cover-up onto the balcony railing, and she dashes into her room and she closes her bedroom door, or what seems to be her bedroom door.

The boy who is alone, looks around the town as he sees a knife in a zombies head. The boy takes it out of it's head, and places it in his belt pocket on the left side. He noticed a nice well-kept clean looking house more than average in a zombie apocalypse.

He noticed a black like wrap hanging on the railing of the balcony flowing in the light breeze. He walks up to the house and opens the front door and walks inside.

The house looked neat and clean. It was cold but not super cold. That's when he heard a creak in the floor from the upstairs. He walked over to the stairs slowly as he took the knife out of his belt and slowly walked over to the bedroom door which only to be closed.

He put his hand on the freezing door knob and turned it and slowly walked in and awaited for what was to come.

There was no one in sight.

He walks into the bedroom and he looked around the room for a bit before he was attacked by the woman from earlier.

She put a knife to his throat. "Who are you? And what are you doing in my home?"

"I-I-I'm 10k," said the boy. "I'm just here for shelter, food..." and the girl takes her knife away from his throat.

10k looks down at what she was wearing. Dark blue jeans, black combat boots, white see-through shirt, with a dark magenta color bralette underneath and a black leather vest jacket.

'The dark colors,' 10k thought. 'Wonder what the reason is.'

When she shifted her weight his hand went back on the knife, knowing not to trust people he didn't know, or who attacked him. But she didn't either so maybe that's why she attacked him.

"Who...? Who are you?" 10k asked.

"I'm no one," the girl says, and she pushes past him. 10k follows after her. "Why 10k?" she asks, as she walks down the stairs, and he follows her.

"That's how many Z's I plan to kill," 10k answers.

The girl stops in her tracks on the steps and she turns around to look at him. "Don't you have an actual name?"

"Yeah," 10k says. "But I'm not going to tell you."

The girl just stares up at him. "Seems fair enough." She shrugs. "And when you reach ten thousand?"