How To :zombie Apocalypse

part 4.1

Naomi and Robbie ( Captured, Tennessee)

Asian Guy slings me over his shoulder with ease, while the tall Hispanic guy, edges Robbie forward with a gun to his head. I try to kick Asian Guy and land a good blow to his stomach when I feel him buckle for a second, before he grips my legs by my thighs. "I can walk too, Dick" I say to Asian Guy carrying me. I feel him chuckle, "You were so close with my name, it has four letters too, it's Noah, and it's much more fun this way" he finishes, squeezing my thigh, and I hope Robbie can't hear or see him. But he does, and I hear Robbie say, "touch her again, Asshole, and I will beat you to within an inch of your life." Noah scoffs, not fazed by Robbie's threat, now that neither of us has guns. "Noah, put her down." I hear a female voice say in front of me, and I try to crane my neck to see who spoke. Noah slowly, and I mean slowly puts me down, more like slides me down his body, so that I try not to notice his rock hard abs and nicely toned arms. Spinning me around to face the person, I am shocked to find a tall girl, about my age or younger facing me. She's eyeing me suspiciously, so I eye her back. Her long corkscrew black curls run down her back, and it takes me a moment to get used to her striking blue eyes. She looks 18 or 19 years old, and about 5'9, dressed in jeans and a tank top, holding a huge gun in her right hand, aimed at Robbie and me. Well shit. I feel Noah's hand on my shoulders and it takes all the power in me to not roundhouse kick him in the balls, because I don't want to get my head blown off by Miss not-so-happy. "Come on, Lex, they're cool. I know them." Miss not-so-happy raises an eyebrow at Noah, her eyes cutting first to me, then Robbie. "Listen, Lex" I try as well, only to find her cock her shotgun, as a warning I guess. "It's Lexington," she corrects. "Lexington, we can help each other out," I say again, swallowing I continue, "we have guns and food..." I trail off, when I see her eyes linger on the school bus a few feet behind us. "There's no space in our van, sorry" she says, but I can see she's not sorry at all. "We could ride in the school bus, a lot more seats" I try again, trying to convince her to not kill us and steal our shit. She moves her shotgun towards the bus, a motion for 'let's see'. I walk over to the back of the bus, and open the back door. Shotguns, Rifles, Snipers, Berettas and Revolvers are strewn across the floor, with packages of twizzlers, chips, bread, bottles of water and beer unsuccessfully hiding them. The kitchen knives are hiding under one of the seats. I turn towards Miss not-so-happy, hoping this is enough for her. She doesn't say anything, just turns and walks back toward the motel, the tall Hispanic guy lowers his gun from Robbie's head, at the same time Noah steps from behind me, but not before he places a kiss at the back of my neck. I try to whirl around and punch him in the gut, miss and instead settle for a middle finger to his face and a "Fuck You." Robbie runs towards me, picking me up in his arms, kissing my forehead. At first I thought he was just happy we weren't killed, when I feel his hands run up my sides, then back down to cup my butt, and I notice he is staking his claim, telling Noah, not to mess with me. I smile at this, before snaking my hands up around Robbie's neck to run my hands through his hair. Robbie places final kisses along my neck, nibbling on my ear and stopping at my lips. He gives my butt one more squeeze, reaching behind me, to grab his backpack, stuffing bottles of water in it, the opened package of twizzlers and two Revolvers. I do the same, picking up my bat from next to the van, we both head towards the motel.

Noah's POV

So I saw her again. The girl with the pink hair and tattoos. The first time I saw her, I was trying to steal their guns, in that apartment in Denver. I would not have minded stealing her too, I start to picture the warm bathroom, filled with shower steam. I see her dark brown eyes and eyebrows furrow at me. She's pissed, angry she didn't keep her guard. As my gaze travels down her smooth chocolate body, her eyes fill with rage. I remember her tattoo sleeve, daisies and peonies, the sleeve in shades of dark green. I shake my head to stop myself from thinking of her naked...again. I look out the window and wished I hadn't. She's making out with her boyfriend, a tall hispanic guy. He looks a few centimeters taller than I am, tattoos and piercings. I have tattoos, I have piercings, that should be me. That could be me. I didn't notice before, but she has more than just the sleeve of flowers. A tattoo on the back of each thigh, looks like they were done by the same artist. An elephant with some kind of indian henna style going on, an octopus on her other thigh with the same style. I see her boyfriend cup her butt and I look down to see myself wringing the empty plastic bottle. "I need a walk," I tell Lex, leaving the room.

Robbie's POV

"I don't trust these guys, Nae, especially not that dick, Noah" I add on. I hear her sigh, "I don't trust him either, as for the others I think we should stick with them, they have a lot, I mean a lot of guns, and I feel like they know what they're doing." We get to our room, on the second floor, near the fire escape, in case these people decide to kill us and take our shit. I grab Nae's bag out of her hand and throw it to the sofa chair in the corner of the room, I stand right in front of her, as she stares up at me biting her lip and smiling that smile where her dimple shows in her left cheek. I pick her up, she shrieks and laughs at the same time, wrapping her legs around my waist. My lips find the hollow spot in her neck as I walk her over to the bed, laying her down. I push her hoodie up to kiss her stomach, she giggles saying my name. I hear her gasp and feel her bolt upright, in a sitting position, I turn to find who I want to see the least of all, Noah. He clears his throat before starting, "uhh, I just wanted to clear up the tension by apologizing about Denver," he hasn't looked at me once, instead he's looking at Naomi. I stand up and block her from his view. "No harm done, Dick" I say extending my hand to him. He chuckles, before grabbing onto my hand, "it's Noah," he states. We eye each other for a few minutes before I reluctantly stand to the side. "That's Naomi," I say pointing towards her, "and I'm Robbie." He nods, "well you met Lexi, my cousin. You, Robbie, had the pleasure of getting acquainted with David, who had his gun to your head. And then there's Hunter. So..." he trails off, "we're probably gonna have a meeting, so when you're done come to room 17." I watch as he leaves the room.

Naomi's POV

"So we're not dead," I joke, looking up at Robbie who is standing in front of me, he doesn't laugh. There is a knock at the door, it's David, "your presence is requested in our elegant boudoir" he says with a flourish, Robbie pulls me up, walking over to the other side of the room, to pick up our guns. "No weapons," David says, Robbie glances at me and raises his eyebrow. "We'll still bring our weapons, because we don't trust you yet" I explain to David, as I too grab my bat and stick my Beretta into the front band of my shorts. Gangster style. David just shrugs before leading us to the queen's room, a.k.a Lexington a.k.a Miss not-so-happy. I can tell she doesn't like me, more like doesn't trust me, if she wasn't taller than I am, I would've knocked some sense into her. Don't kid yourself, she'd beat you up even if she was 5'6.