Me Vs Zombies [Book 1 & 2]

Chapter 8

[Payton's POV]

I pulled at Daryls body and slammed it down onto the floor.

'Say it again!' I snarled. 'I dare you.'

'Walker!' Charlotte growled.

I didn't look up, my eyes stayed locked on Daryls who stared, simply amused, back. I couldn't believe he could be so crual.

'You have no right!' I snapped,

I pulled his top-half up and then down again with twice the force.

'No right!' I repeated. 'No right!'

'Payton!' Charlotte hissed, but even still I didn't look.

'What the fuck is your problem?!' Daryl gagged as I grabbed his throat in my fingers and squeezed it, gently, every few seconds, teasingly.

'You! I don't even know you, yet already the temptation to put a bullet in your head is so great, respect the dead, respect my dead, I don't truly mind that you killed my sister, cause you didn't, she died long ago, you killed the demon that used her body... If you believe in that, of course. I'm pissed because of your pure disrespect. Disgusting maggot!' I snapped.

Daryl squrmed like a fish beneath me but I didn't let go.

'Payton... There is still a walker coming towards us, gun or axe?' Charlotte tapped on my shoulder frantically.

'Axe, obviously, don't give away our position any more that this idiot already has!' I commanded.

'Thanks.' He gagged once more.

I turned quickly just to see Charlotte running, axe high in the air, towards the upcoming walker. Then I stared back at Daryl, a smirk still attached to his ugly face.

'Show a little respect. I wouldn't be cruel towards you family even though I don't know you, don't disrespect mine... Or next time, I will kill you.' I snarled and stepped off his body slowly.

I twirled around slowly and growled at my t-shirt.

I'd ripped it all up the side.

Shit! This was my only good one I had left.

I turned to Charlotte who was strolling slowly back towards us, hair in her face, blood dripping off the axe, drip by drip.

'Take it off, I'll find you another.' Charlotte shrugged.

I nodded and quickly pulled the crappy t-shirt over my head and flung it away, now I stood only in my bra.

'How'd you feel?' Charlotte snickered, she only snickered because the bra I was wearing was my black lace one, its the only one I have clean!

'Kinda cold.'

'Kinky.' Daryl smirked but I aimed a kick right at his stomach and landed it, he fell back onto his back in fits, groaning and moaning at the top of his lungs.

'Charlotte, If walkers see me I'll be dessert that they'll want to sneak before dinner... Maybe I should just wear the shirt until I find another.' I sighed.

She shrugged. 'I think your chance are exactly the same, shirt or no shirt.'

'Whatever.'

I walked in circles for a second growing. 'What are we doing? We're sitting ducks here, if his group really are coming, I doubt they'll be leniant.'

'We can hope they will let us go, clearly Daryl wont so they are our only choice.' Charlotte said, the wiseness showing in her tone.

I nodded. 'You're right.'