Dead Inside (Walking Dead/ my version)

Chapter 1

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"Hey little Bitch." Angel said as he knocked me on the floor. Blood began to spill from my arm. I groaned a bit and glared at the three boys, Angel and his two friends, Ivan and Andres.

"Glare all you want, but it's not like you'll do shit about it." Ivan whispered in my ear. He then grabbed me by my shirt and threw me to the floor.

Andres watched as his friends continued to throw and hit me. He was the type to hurt you with his words rather than his fists. He's always just stared and never once went for a punch. I glared at him and he looked away.

"Guys, let's go." Andres said.

"See ya later, Mel." Ivan snickered.

Damn bastards...

I got up and walked to the nurses office.

"Ms.? Ms. Li?"

Not here...

I walked up to the cabinet and grabbed some alcohol. After that I got some paper towels and bandages.
I checked myself and found a cut on my leg and arm.

I grabbed the paper towel, put some alcohol and slowly placed it on my arm.

"Ch! Damn!"

After cleaning my arm I did the same with my leg. I put a bandage on each. The bell then sudenly rung and it was time to go to class.

"Great." I said sarcastically to myself as I got up slowly from my chair. I winced at the pain in my leg.

Just perfect, I get beat up, can't eat lunch, and now I have to go to class to get scolded for being late. The nurse's office is really far from my class so its not like I can make it, even if I run. I started for my class in a slow enough pace not to hurt my leg. Its not like it matters anyway.

I got to my class and was scolded for being late by Mrs. Renolds. She finally let me sit down after yelling at me infront of the entire class.

"Hey."

"What." I stated. It wasnt even considered a question.

"What happened to you?"

I turned around to face him. Carl. He's been my best friend since we were born. Both our parents are neighbors and good friends so we've always played together as kids.

"Was it them again?" He gave me a worried look mixed with pain. His blue eyes were pretty, as always, and his light brown hair as perfect as ever.

"Hey, Im fine." I said with the best smile I could.

I turned to see Mrs. Renolds glaring at us. We both turned back to face her.

"Mrs.!" A boy yelled.

"What is it?" Mrs. Renolds asked, but you could hear the boredom in her voice.

"I hear weird things outside!"

Mrs. Renold rolled her eyes. The veins in her head were starting to pop out blue and purple. She looked like she was having the worst day of her life.

"Who shit on her lawn?" Carl whispered.

"I wanna know when the house'll finally fall on her." I whispered back.

"Quiet!" She looked at us and then turned to the door. "I'll go check it out."

"Whatever." Me and Carl said aloud. She glared at us once more before walking out the door.

"And there's another Saturday detention." I said in a fake cheery voice.

"Great~" Carl said sarcastically.

A few moments later, we heard screams in the corridor. The class looked to the doors and stared at it. No one moved and for a moment, everything went scilent. Pale faces were starting to form as the students broke the silence and started to whisper to eachother.

"Carl..."

Carl then grabbed my hand. I held onto his tight. It's what we always did when we were scared... Especailly now in this cold atmoshphere.