Living with the Dead

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Andy's POV

"Thank you again Cameron," I tell her as I'm standing outside Quinn's house. Quinn doesn't know what just happened and I'm kind of scared to tell her.

"Don't mention it. That's what best friends are for, haha." She walks away and I open Quinn's door.

I walk inside to find everything eerily quiet. I walk into Quinn's bedroom to find her asleep. I wonder where her parents are. Quinn looked so beautiful asleep on her bed. I'm so lucky to have her. I lay down next to her and look up at the ceiling. How is she going to react to what happened? I know that if it were her who got attacked, I would never forgive myself. All I want right now is her by my side. She wakes up.

"Andy?" she says, rubbing her eyes.

"Yes, it's me. Quinn, listen. I-um- I was attacked."

She shot up. "WHAT?! OH MY GOD. What happened?!" She wrapped her arms around me.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I was taking out those walkers, and one of them fell on me. Cameron saved me. It's okay."

She had a hurt look in her eyes, but it wasn't about the attack. "Oh, go figure. You have a problem, and Cameron comes to save the day."

"She's my best friend, Quinn. I would be dead right now if it wasn't for her! We've gone over this before. You need to stop being so jealous of her."

"She wants you, Andy. Anybody could see it." She looked irritated.

I just stared at her, hoping she'd take what she said back. She didn't. Not saying anything, I got off her bed, and left her room. On my way out of her house, I saw her mom and dad. "Andy! We heard about what happened. Is everything all right?" her mom asked, with a true concern. "Yeah, I'm fine, Terra. Thanks for asking." "Did you tell Quinn?" her dad asked. "Yeah, I did. Her response was being jealous of the person who saved me." I said softly. They both were quiet. "Well, I gotta go. Thank you Terra and James." I walked out of the house.

I plan to continue my day at Cameron's house, but I stop when I see Mike standing at the edge of the street standing with Elisa, an older woman who was keeping guard for walkers.

I jog to them. "Hey, Mike, you're actually out the house?" I snicker.

He glared at me. Mike was about 5'4" and had dark brown hair, just like me. "Mr. Fernandez talked to me. He made everything so much clearer. He helped me understand that mom and dad are gone. He convinced me to leave the house." I haven't seen him smile in so long. Thank you Mr. Fernandez! God, I owe him one.

"WALKER!" Elisa shouted and pointed out of the street. Her shout got it's attention. It started coming towards us. No problem. I pulled out my pocket knife and ran towards it. I stabbed it right above the eye making a crunching sound. I slid the knife out and made my way back to Elisa and Mike. "I think we should bury Tim's body." I said looking down at his lifeless body. "He's been laying there. It's inhumane for us to just leave him there."

"I agree," Elisa said, "but let's wait until morning because it's getting dark."

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That night, I lay in bed thinking about what happened throughout the whole day. I almost died, and the only comfort I got from my girlfriend was jealousy. Whatever. Another topic going through my head was the weakness of the safety on our street. A walker can just walk in and attack any person it chooses. This needs to be fixed because I don't want anybody to lose anymore people. Losing Tim was enough. His wife hasn't even come out of their house today.

"AHHHH!" I hear a loud female scream coming from outside. I jump up and run to the living room. Mike is sitting on the couch, trembling. I look out the window to see a bloody Elisa running away from a walker. Tim. Wait? Tim as a walker? But he was killed by a bite. Oh my god! Everyone comes back! I'm so stupid! I can't believe I forgot about this. I grab a knife and tell Mike to grab one too. Together we run outside and both stab Tim's walking course in the head. Growl. Mike and I look at each other. Then we turn around. I could not believe what I saw. "RUN!" I scream at the top of my lungs.