The headlights of the truck illuminated the dark highway in front of us as I drove. The guys were still in the back, and they seemed to be having a conversation.
"Hey Amy?" Jen asked and I flicked my gaze to the drivers side where she was seated.
"Yea?"
"Are you okay? You haven't said much in the last hour or so since we left the hotel." She said softly.
I smiled as best I could,"I'm fine Jen. Just a little tired." I lied.
I was tired but thats not why I was being this way. I was shaken up and angry at Scott. He could have died. Something in me snapped when I saw him slip on top of that dumpster. I had to do something. So I rounded up the girls and slammed on the gas, sending me across the road and flying into at least six zombies.
"We should find a place to sleep, don't you think?" Jen inquired glancing at the boys through the window to the bed of the truck. Demi and Molly were sound asleep in the backseat already.
"Alright."
I peered out into the night trying to get a glimpse of somewhere safe for us to sleep. Thats when I smelled it. The unmistakable stench of burned flesh. I immediately hit the brakes and covered my nose.
"My God what is that?" I mumbled through my hand and Jen shook her head, holding her breath.
A knock on my window made me jump and I opened the door after seeing who it was.
"Hey, it's awful out here. Let us all get in the car and I'll drive for awhile okay?" Scott told me and my throat seized up.
I stared at him for the first time since the incident at the gas station. My anger built up and before I knew what I was doing, my palms connected with his chest as I pushed him back.
I stepped out of the truck, feeling Jen's eyes on me along with everyone elses.
"You could've been killed." I bit out, shoving him again.
His face paled visibly and I kept going.
"What if you had died?" I snapped. I couldn't figure out why I was so angry. I wasn't this angry about Connor or Max but Scott.. I wanted to hit him. To scream at him for almost leaving the group. For almost leaving me.
My last thought made my breath catch. What did I care if he left? I tried to think but the thought of him being gone had me breaking down and getting angry all over again.
"Why?!" I yelled and pushed him again, until he was pushed flush against the hood of the truck. The headlights blinded me but I didn't care.
My fingers curled into fists and I pounded them against his chest over and over.
"How would you be so stupid!? You could have died! You almost left me-" my voice cracked on the end. His eyes widened when I said that. I tried to correct myself. I really did.
"Us. You almost left us." I sniffed out, my anger subsiding completely. Something dripped off of my chin and I wiped it away to find that it was a tear. I was crying. I wiped at them viciously, I don't cry. I can't cry. Not now, not ever again.
"Hey," Scotts gentle voice pried me from my thoughts,"Don't cry. Please don't cry. I'm not going anywhere, I promise and I'm sorry for being stupid Amy."
His fingers brushed against my arm and more tears slipped out.
"Don't leave me." I whispered almost desperately.
"Shh. I won't, it's okay now," He cooed softly, wrapping his arms around me and hugging me to his chest,"Lets get back in the truck." Scott murmured and I nodded. I just let him hold me, and I have no idea why.
He closed the door with me snuggled up beside him in the middle seat.
"What happened?" Jen whispered to Scott and he shook his head.
"What is that smell?" Demi asked, waking up after the door was closed.
"I think its bodies burning." Scott said softly, his arm tightening around my waist and before I could hear anything else, I passed out.
•Scott's Point of View•
"What is that smell?" My sister asked from the backseat.
"I think it's bodies burning." I told everyone in the car. My arm tightened around Amy in an almost protective way. Then I felt her head loll against my side and I relaxed. Good, she needed sleep.
"What?" Connor spoke up,"How? That means someone had to burn them, right?"
"Exactly. We are obviously not the only ones around anymore." I said and put the truck into drive, steering with one hand down the highway.
"Everyone just keep an eye out for movement or even a place to sleep." I told them all.
Someone else was out there and that gave me some hope that we would all make it. Maybe even find our parents.
A/N: yeahhhhhhh. Demi =>
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The Beginning of the End (EDITING)
RomanceAfter the Military takes her parents and most of her small town in a attempted evacution, seventeen year old Amelia Crest discovers herself in a world where the dead thrive and lurk around every corner. Not alone, her equally abandoned friends Jen...