Walkers, Three Mermaids, Two Singers, and a Sheriff's Son

Chapter 25: Oops

Noelle's P.O.V

Walking alone during a zombie apocalypse isn't necessarily a good idea. Especially when you're mentally unstable. It's kind of hard to focus on your surroundings when you have a lot going on in your head. That's what was happening to me. I was too focused on my thoughts to notice the world around me. I didn't notice the sound of crinkling leaves behind me. I didn't notice the way that the sound stopped every time I stopped walking. I didn't notice that I was being followed. I was too distracted by my own thoughts to notice anything. I didn't notice until a voice spoke up. A voice that I hated. "Aww. Poor little Noelle's all alone. Where's your friends? Did they leave you? Did they die?" I turned around to see him smirking at me. "What do you want, Harry?" I glared at him. He dryly laughed. "What do I want? I want you to suffer. I want you to disappear. You and your stupid friends." I rolled my eyes at him. "Just leave me alone, Harry. I never did anything to you. So just fuck off." I said, trying to walk away. "Where do you think you're going, Noelle? The party's just getting started. Isn't that right, guys?" He said, shouting the last part. That's when 4 guys showed up out of nowhere. "Knock her out. Don't kill her. I want to keep her alive. I want to make sure she suffers. We're going to take her back to my dad and he'll do the rest of the work for us." He said, smirking evilly. I tried to run away, but one of them grabbed me. Harry walked up to me and sighed. "You don't get to run away, Noelle. You don't get to escape. That isn't how this works. Now be a good girl and go to sleep." He sickeningly cooed, pulling back his fist. That's when he punched me as hard as he could, knocking me out.

*Several hours later*

I woke up, my head pounding. I groaned and held my head. "Nice to see that you're awake." A man's voice said. I looked up to see a man with an eye patch smirking at me. "My son's got a hell of a punch, huh? Proud of him, to be honest. Now tell me. Why did my son bring you here?" He asked me. "I... I don't know..." I whispered. "Well there's gotta be a reason. So tell me. What's the reason?" He asked, stepping closer to me. "I honestly don't know. He just hates me. I don't know the reason." I said, trying to back away. I couldn't, though. I was backed up as far as I could be against the wall already. "Very well then." He smirked, swinging his arm back and slapping me in the face. I cried out in pain. "If you don't know what the reason is, then where is your group located? You've gotta know that at least." He said, swinging his arm back again getting ready to strike. "I can't give you that information. I'm not putting my group in danger. They're my family." I glared at him. He shrugged and then let his hand fly forward, hitting me in the face again. I whimpered, but still didn't tell him anything. He continued to hit me. He then stopped. "I heard that you're scared of water, Noelle. Can you not swim? Because I've got news for you. We have a pool. If you don't tell me where your group is, then I will drop you in it." He said, smirking. My eyes widened, but I still stayed silent. "You're still not going to talk?" He questioned me. I shook my head no. "Fine then. Harry!" He shouted. "What?" Harry asked, walking into the room. "Take Noelle to the pool and drop her in it. She still won't talk. She's useless. So drop her in the pool and let her drown." Harry nodded and walked over to me. "Come on, bitch." He said, picking me up off the ground. Once we got away from his father, I spoke up. "Harry, please. You can't do this." I cried. "I can and I will." He said. I went back to being quiet. And then a thought occurred to me. "Harry, you know where the prison is. Why didn't you just tell him?" He stopped walking and sighed. "Because what's the fun in that? I wanted you to suffer. I'll just tell him when you're dead." He then started walking again. We arrived in front of the pool. "Any last words before I do this, bitch?" He asked me. "Any words that I say to you won't be my last words. I can swim quite well in all honesty. You're just too much of an idiot to understand that." I rolled my eyes at him. Where's Delilah when I need her? Just as Harry was about to push me in, a voice spoke up. "If you push her in that pool, then I swear to fucking god that I will chop your head off." It was Delilah. Harry turned us around. "Delilah. I see that you've decided to join the party." Harry smirked at her. "Yeah. And I came here to finish it. Now hand over Noelle or I won't hesitate to kill you." She glared at him. That's when Harry gave her a stupid evil grin and pushed me into the pool. "Oops." He stupidly said.