Oh my grapefruit!!! In all my stories I just hit 100 votes!!! I know that's not a lot but for a person who doesn't accomplish a lot...this is great for me...my 1st story has 234 reads, the sequel has72 reads, and my fanfic has298 and 42 votes...:D I just can't stop smiling!!!!
Emma's P.O.V
(Just redoing what happened a few moments ago.)
"Who the hell are you?" I say trying to be intimidating. He smirks knowing this.
"Niall." He says pulling his trigger and I flinch, dropping my gun. Before the bullet goes into my head I let out a throat burning scream.
Brandon's P.O.V
She finally finished her crying and now is laughing her ass off.
"Are you high...again?" I say joking.
She stops laughing and has no expression on her face. "I stopped?" then the laughing continues. "I was just thinking...how the FUCK did Emma and I survive the apocalypse for four years? I mean...we are the clumsiest, goofiest, most giggly, idiots. And we are here,fine."
I laugh because she was right. Emma and Rachelle would be the ones that would say something like...
'Hey look! it's trying to hug me! Lets go give them a hug!' that's what Emma would say. rachelle would be like...
'Aww! They are so cute eating that human carcass! Hey, this one has an axe in his head...AWESOME!'
Awww....
"You are so weird-" I laugh before a ear splitting scream. "Emma." I say trying to jump out of the tree. We were like thirty feet up but I didn't care, she can't be dead, she just can't.
Brandon makes da best big bro..Brandon if u r reading this then....u r welcome u crazy unicorn you!
I miss my foot on a branch about twenty feet to the ground. I plummet to the ground as Rachelle gracefully jumps down. I wipe the blood from my nose and get up.
"Brandon are you-?"
"I'm fine...just my nose." I say but my chest felt like it was being crushed. My breathing was wheezy but I keep running. We run to the back of the asylum, that's where I thought it came from.
I see Emma stand there, pale as a ghost. There is a guy our age holding a gun and hers is on the ground. She doesn't see us but she falls down onto her ass. Pure rage and anger fills me and I pull the trigger at the boy. Hitting him in the shoulder.
He yelps as I run to Emma. I shake her and she grabs onto me tightly. I hold her tight and tears almost come to my eyes.
"I thought I lost you." I say as she cries into me.
"B-Brandon." she bawls. "I'm so s-sorry." she says and I stroke her hair. i rock her back and forth.
"Shhh...its okay. As long as you're okay, I'm not mad."
She nods her head and pulls away looking at me in the eyes with a small smile. Then her eyes widen as I get kneed to the ground. The boy's blood splatters on my face.
"Hey! Get off him, now! Or I will shoot!" Rachelle yells taking out her bow. The pressure releases. I rub my neck as I get up and give him a death stare.
He puts his gun down on the ground and he puts his...arm up since the other one got shot. Blood stains his orange tee-shirt.
"Shouldn't you get back to your group?" I say getting up then helping Emma up.
"Why aren't you with yours?" he says.
"We don't-" Emma says but I cut her off.
"None of your business. " I say harshly. "We asked you first, and she has a arrow pointed at your head." I say walking up to him. "So start explaining."
