Staying Alive

Chapter 4

Chris' POV

PJ nodded. I didn't know why he wanted to know, or if my answer (and the truth) disgusted him. I didn't want to frighten and lose him again.

"Peej, I'm not... going to hurt... you," I said. "Promise."

I didn't want to gain his trust and then betray him: I wanted him to trust me because I loved him. Of course, the smell of him, the smell of life, surrounded me and made me feel an urge to rip open his skull and eat his brain, but I would never forgive myself if something happened to him.

"Please... trust me," I said, because I wasn't entirely sure whether he truly believed me or not. But when I saved him from the two zombies earlier, didn't that prove I didn't want something to happen to him?

I put my hand on his, and this time he didn't flinch. I felt the warmth of his skin on mine. It felt nice.

"Is here like a bathroom or something so I can wash myself a bit?" he asked.

"Uhm... yeah," I answered and got up from the floor. I walked into the bedroom and he followed. There wasn't a shower in the bunker, but it did have a tiny sink.

"It's not much... but I hope... it'll do," I said, pointing to the sink with a broken mirror hanging on the wall above it. 

PJ nodded and  walked over to the sink. He stared in the broken mirror. "I look terrible," he mumbled.

"Don't worry," I said to him. He looked at me through the broken pieces of the mirror. "I'm a... zombie. I love... you for what's... on the... inside."

I mentally slapped myself. PJ's face went pale white and I wished I could take back my words. I did it again. I scared him. That's why he wouldn't trust me. If I even had a chance of gaining his trust, I had ruined it now; this isn't going well, I thought. I want to die all over again.

 

PJ's POV

Chris left me alone in the small bedroom and closed the door behind him. I turned on the tab and splashed some water in my face to wash away the dirt.

What did he want? Every time I started to trust him a little, he said or did something that made me think different.

I sighed, turned off the tab and let myself fall on the bed behind me.

 

 

 

"Peej?"

I shot up in the bed and stared at Chris, who stood in the doorway.

"Sorry," I said, and rubbed my eyes. "I must've fallen asleep."

"Don't worry," he said and walked over to the bed. He sat down beside me on the blanket. I didn't know whether I should run away or not, because I was very aware of the fact that he could kill me any moment, but whether I wanted to admit it or not; I still loved him with all my heart.

Chris stared into my green eyes, and I stared right back in his when he started to lean in.

 

 

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