recap:
"Well, if you were going to give me this little gun you should've just gotten me a pink one." I sneered sarcastically as Max just looked at me with a quirked brow and a smirk fused onto his face. Which I wanted to smack it right off...
Looks like I'm going into combat with a stupid little gun...while he gets to have his machine gun. Hm-I wonder what kind of weapon he'll give Mr. Josie? He might need the bigger weapon more than I do since he K.O'd earlier from just one blow...maybe he shouldn't go with us after all, he might be a jinx and get us all killed.
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Soldier and Mr. Wanna-Be-Soldier
"Claire. Are you sure about going? Do you need me to go with you?" Echo said holding onto me for dear life as if it were going to be our last hug. But it really could be our very last hug or very last conversation.
Way to be such a downer! Now your just freaking yourself out and are going to back out of it like a coward! Stay brave! Think happy thoughts! Candy...vanilla pudding...Max's smile...Max's gorgeous body...his tight butt...Oh. My. God. Claire! Shut up! Your going into your own little world snap out of it!
"No girl you need to stay here with Josh since he's hurt pretty bad. Also, seems after we leave you'll be the only sane one seeing that you had a bad panic attack in the beginning." I said pointing over my shoulder at Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb twins. Oh and you cannot forget the Mike Tyson wanna-be on massive steroids. "Besides gotta watch them also, don't want them to do something stupid like getting themselves killed." I rolled my eyes and for the first time Echo slightly giggled but curled in her lips as quickly as the giggle came and went. She walked back over to Josh who laid in the sleeping bag fast asleep shivering as if he were cold but the beads of sweat on his forehead told us otherwise.
"Don't worry I'll watch over him. You know I think he was lying about his confession towards me. I think he just didn't want to be alone." I cocked a brow at her in confusion. I glance over my shoulder to look at Max who was talking rather sternly to Mr. Josie about the weapons in hand not paying us any attention. "You know it's YOU he likes Claire. He always had." Echo bit her lip forcing a smile but her eyes showed her sadness, I knew since the day I introduced them both that she liked him but played it off like she hated him all this time. "I think he knew the feeling wasn't mutual and being in the situation that we are-" she looked down at him as his head laid in her lap. "He didn't want to be alone." She stroked his cheek to sooth him as he clutched the sleeping bag in fists from a nightmare he was having.
"What do you mean?" I snapped at her. "He isn't alone!" My hands were balled up into tight fists down by my sides at this point. "I mean- he didn't want to be 'romantically alone' seeing that you have yourself a little love triangle going on there, you don't need a square." She nodded her head over in the direction of Max and Mr. Josie. "And I'm second best in his eyes,,,which I rather be that then nothing at all." She sniffed back her tears.
"Echo." I went to reach out and touch her for comfort but hesitated and brought my hand back down by my side. "I'm sorry for snapping at you I just thought-"
"You thought I was implying that we were really alone." She looked up at me with a forced smile. "Who ever wants to die alone?" My heart broke at that moment the words left her mouth. Josh could be dying, why didn't I see it? He has a fever and he could either have a bad infection or be turning into one of them.
"Claire? You ready to get going?" Max said holding up an AK47 over his shoulder.
I snapped out of it breaking eye contact with Echo, my gaze meeting Max's. "Y-yeah."
"Max." I whisper as I walk behind him down the long corridor with Mr. Josie behind me. "Do you even know where your going?" I point out seeing as he is the leader.
"I was hoping you would tell me while I covered for you, that's the only reason I'm allowing you to come remember?" Shit, he's right. I look over my shoulder at Mr. Josie whose eyes locked with mine, my eyes widened at the sudden thought of maybe he was staring at my ass or something...Well, he wasn't staring at the back of my head I'll tell you that!
"Get down!" My head snapped back to Max who was firing away at a huge mob of zombies crawling, shambling, running and doing the thriller towards us.
Okay, so they weren't doing the thriller but that would be really funny right? "What do I do? What do I do?" I yelled at Max frantically.
"Just get down!" Instead of doing as he asked I'm getting my gun situated or at least trying.
"Claire! Dammit get down!"
"No I got this!" I argued. "I wanna help you cannot take them on your own." I yelled between fires of his gun. Finally I put my finger on the trigger and fired away the first shot jolted me back a bit, leaving me feeling hazy. Adrenaline began to coarse through me as I fired away once more over and over again. "Oh my god this is just like Call of Duty!" I shrieked with excitement.
"Oh dear lord it's G.I. Jane." Mr. Josie stepped back a few steps away from me.
"Shut up and help you little twat!"
"Hey I'm your teach-"
"Not today your not! It's survival of the fittest! Now help us biotch!" Okay, I have no idea what it is about me calling him names...
"Fall back!" Max yelled as more and more started to round the corner charging towards us.
I took a few steps back. "Oh fu-" I couldn't finish what I was about to say because Mr. Josie grabbed my arm while Max grabbed the other arm with my gun in hand running down the hallway screaming for dear life.
I swear those two were gay for two seconds screaming the way they were but stopped once we got into the library, shutting the dooble doors behind us. Max stuck his gun that was out of amo through the door handles. They both grabbed my arm again and began to run through the rather too large of a library to the other doors that lead to another hallway.
Dear God, I am just realizing we have a lot of hallways!
Finally, we settled into a room that was rather cramped, it looked like the laminating room just from the smell from the laminating machine. How do I know that? No idea, it just has this weird smell to it.
"Another room to wait in? When will it be morning!? "What time is it?" I look over at Max, questioningly.
He looks down at his watch on his wrist and frowns. "10:00am."
"Wha-?!" I gaped at him too confused for words. But that's not what stopped me from what I was about to say when we heard some movement just behind us.
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And there you have it chapter 21... Sorry it took me a bit, work and whatever :)
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also, I haven't went back and proof read so there are many grammar errors and such.
~Bunni
song of the day: "Soldiers" by Drowning Pool
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