Epilogue
"Fucking dead bastard." I sneer, driving the katana into the walker's brain. As I pull my blade out the fence shakes a little, creating a metallic noise around me.
The walker falls to the ground, and another quickly takes its place.
"You're all assholes!" I shout, raising my arms and looking over to all the growling undead. Snarls and growls are my only reply and I sigh, sitting down.
I sink into the grass looking the fence over. The high security fence reaches high and has thin vertical gaps between them, making it easy to kill the walkers with my katana.
"You need to calm down, there are kids around you know." Mia announces, sitting down next to me.
"You're eleven and living after the end of the world." I state flatly. "I think you can handle a few bad words." She shrugs, pushing herself up with her pole.
It's the same training pole I started to teach her with, only with a knife firmly attached to the end. Similar to the one Gale used to wield.
"Plus you can't take it out on them..." She motions her thumb in the direction of the walker's outside the fence. "...when you're really angry at Adam."
"I have a right to be angry." She rolls her eyes at me and starts to walk off.
"Just don't get yourself killed out here, it's not even your turn on the rota." She calls back. I look over to a certain walker, his mouth open and biting at the gap in between the metal poles. Trying to get at me.
"Eh, fuck you all." I spear him in the head with my katana and he stops moving, falling to the ground with his other dead buddies when I pull the metal out of his brain.
I walk back across the field, passing the rows of growing food and back up to the second gate – the one into the main section of the prison.
The first gate isn't part of the original prison, we made it as well as the outer fence where I was just 'taking my anger out' on the walkers. The second gate is part of the original however. It took us the better part of a week, but we gathered enough metal from around the prison to create a semi stable fence and gate.
If anything, it will give us an extra layer of defence. More time to escape.
"Hey Isabella." I grumble to the woman on guard duty. I wasn't expecting a reply, she hasn't spoken a word of English since we first found her in the Reaper's compound. That's why I jumped out of my skin when she replied to me.
"Hello Alexandra." I turn to her with I face I can only presume of pure shock. She chuckles deeply, her Spanish accent faint but still there in the background.
"You speak English?" I contemplate over all the private conversations and time's I've insulted her while she's been in the room of even sitting right next to me. To assume makes an ass out of you and me I suppose.
"Of course I do." I roll my eyes at her flat tone.
"Then why have you never done so before?" She smiles evilly and I'm remined of how scary she can be when she wants to be.
"I like hearing what people say when they think I cannot understand them." I open my mouth to apologise for everything I've said when she halts me by raising her arm.
"Do not apologise to me, apologise to your...how do you say? Marido." I understood that Spanish well enough to know what she was talking about.
"I'm not the one who needs to apologise." She sighs.
"In my experience Pollito. Both the marido and the esposa are partly to blame." I take in her words for a few moments, before deciding on my destination and heading off.
I shout a thank you back to her as she closes the gate and she waves me away, clasping the gate shut and returning to her post. I run into the first cell block and keep running straight through, I notice the faces of some people looking at me as I run past.
I keep heading towards the third cell block. I hurry past Zane as I reach our cell block, who looks up at me in confusion, distracted from talking to Maria. I run up the stairs and towards the cell at the end of the balcony.
There's only a few people that live in this block; Zane, Maria, Mia, me and Adam. I slow down as I get close, trying to catch my breath so I don't look like a heaving mess as I walk into the cell.
He's there, lying on the bed with one arm behind his head.
When I come in he looks up before returning to his book, he's still giving me the silent treatment. "Adam, stop being stroppy I've come to apologise." He grinds his teeth, sitting up on the bed that used to be a bunk bed and glaring at me. "Stroppy! I'm not being str...Wait." He looks me up and down sceptically. "You're apologising?"
I nod and he raises his eyebrows, clearly on edge.
"I kind of over reacted." I say, sitting down on the bed next to him. He still studies me with a disbelieving look.
"Why are you apologising? Are you horny?" I roll my eyes at his disbelief.
"Yes, I am but that's not why I'm apologising. I overreacted and I'm sorry." He smirks, pulling me into his lap so I'm straddling him.
"I don't think you over reacted that much." He says, smiling up at me. I scoff, leaning into him.
"I threw a cabbage at you." He shrugs.
"Perfectly reasonable reaction. I left without telling you." I leave a fleeting kiss on his lips before pulling back and looking into his eyes.
"I was so scared." I whisper, placing my arms around his neck and beginning to play with the ends of his hair.
"I'm sorry gorgeous, you were busy with the farm and I didn't think it was a big deal." I shake my head.
"It is a big deal. What if you hadn't have come back?" He smiles at me, leaning forward and pulling me impossibly close.
"My darling wife, I will do the impossible to come back to you." He whispers, then he sweeps me around so I'm lying underneath him on our bed and presses his lips fiercely to mine.
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The Price of Humanity
Teen FictionIt's hard to keep your humanity when every day you're killing people that used to be just like you, human. Alex Cooke and her family escaped the beginning of the apocalypse due to their rural location but that by no means saves them from the loss a...