Highschoolers In An Apocalypse

29: Neopolitian

Cody's P.O.V

I didn't want to leave, but I know it was best. To give her space and to have mine. And plus I missed gunning down the dead like it was a game, and winning..  But I didn't miss the chances of losing.

Charlie threw the guns in the back room of the RV, pushed past me and hopped out the roof. Without saying a word.

"She's a literal ninja." Bella smiled, approaching me with a pistol in her hand.

"Why do you have that?" I asked.

"I don't know. This gun gives me good luck," she took a seat "I had it when I got shot and I didn't die. And I survived all the waves of wanderers coming at us when we've been in tough situations."

"Neat." I nodded.

"You okay?" She rubbed her hand across my back and pay my shoulder twice.

"Did she forgive you?"

"I kissed her." I blurted, instantly regretting it.

"Really!?" She squealed "I ship you guys so hard."

I shot her a funny look and all she could do was smile.

"Have you told Reese? Or anyone else in that matter?!"

"No. So it would be nice if you could keep it between us. I'm overwhelmed, I honestly didn't mean to tell you that."

"You've got my promise. Did it mean anything?" She scooted closer.

"What?" I chuckled "the kiss?"

"Mhm. Was it like.. passionate, or was it reckless. Like when you kissed Kimmy."

"Don't remind me," I scoffed "But it meant something. It was like I found myself in the weirdest way.. my stomach was all twisty and my brain was all fuzzy --" I laughed "and that's weird because my brain never feels fuzzy. I don't know, Bella. It was like she took me to a place where my senses gave way."

"You're so in love!" She squealed.

"I know."

And with that, she swooned, jokingly. Bella's a good person. I'm going to look out for her out here, even if it's the last thing I do.

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Ryan's P.O.V

"So what do we need out there?" I asked.

"Well.." Montana sighed "a lot. Alot of big words you guys won't understand, but I've got it. I've got everything under control. I just need you guys to have my back out there."

"You've got it." Park smiled "you sound a little bit unsure? Are you okay Montana?"

She nodded her head no and anxiously fiddled with her fingers.

"I gave Giovanni the last bit of Morphanimutine and poppy. It slows the growth of the​ clots but it'll only last for about two days and a half, maybe even that long."

"What's happens when it wears off?" Jose asked.

"That's it." Montana shrugged and faked a smile and I could tell that she was dying on the inside.

"The girl dies?" He bellowed.

"Yes." Montana nodded.

"No!" Max exclaimed.

"but I can save her. I know I've only known you guys for a little over a month but I just want to thank you for making me part of your family, and for believing in me too. And I want you to know that what ever happens out here, I'll always believe in you guys. Even if we can't save her."

"But we will." Charlie ran her fingers through her long curly hair. "And it's nothing, M."

"We love you." Reese smiled.

Her smile was so beautiful.

I'd crawl every inch of the earth to never lose her.

"Yeah." Jose smiled, and Tyler did too, and so did Cody, and Park and Tyrone... Kimmy, Me, Max and everyone else.

"Ryan you ready to crank this bad boy up and we can get rollin'?" Tyler asked, his fingers Interlocked with Jose's.

I nodded and shot everyone a reassuring glance before heading up to the front of the RV.

After everyone hugged and reconciled, Reese flopped into the passengers side.

"I'm scared." She whispered. "There's gonna be so many."

"We always make it through." I mumbled.

"What if we don't, Ryan? What if this is it for some of us?"

"Don't talk like that. You're giving me a bad feeling."

"I don't mean to." She held her head down and bit her lip "I love you with everything I have to offer."

She said it like she was gonna die. Like she was sure of it, but god damn, I would jump In front of ANYTHING before it got a chance to get my little brown love.

I placed my hand on her thigh and she placed her hand on mine. Her brown fingers trailed in circlular motions, sending goosebumps up and down my spine.

Her hand was so tiny and rough compared to mine but that was what I loved about her.

Soon enough, our fingers Interlocked. When we held hands, it always reminded me of neopolitian ice cream. She's the chocolate, I'm the vanilla, and our pink tinted fingernails are the strawberry. Yes, I'm lame but she's my sweet and that's how I remember it.