Chapter 11

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Icis pov.

Man was this guy stupid.? He makes so much noise.!

I had to save our butts cause of him.!

We are headed back to the house now. I've learned that he was a baseball couch before all of this happened..

He was single and ready to mingle.-.- in his words not mine.

His name is Corey. He is 24. He's annoying... Mostly because be asks a lot of questions...

I have more on my mind then my favorite food.... How is he going to react to Changer...?

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It was early morning when we arrived to the drive way to the house.

My stomach has lots of butter flys... I'm really scared he's going to try to kill her...

"This is the drive way... And it you see any zombies don't kill them.!"

He looked at me like I was crazy...

"Trust me." I said...

"Fine but what if I see one?"

"Just.. Just call my name... Trust me.!"

I hope he listens. ....

I walked inside. He stayed out side.

I told him I was going to check the house...

He didn't seem to pleased with this idea. But he had to repeat my wishes.

"Changer.?"

Silences... Making my nerves uneasy...

"Changer.?" I yelled a little bit louder.

"Yeah.?"

"I'm home... And I brought some one..."

She came rushing down the stares and have me a big ass hug.

"Where are they.?"

" I made him wait out side... I'm scared he going to hurt you."

"Who is he.?"

"He is Corey, and he's 24."

"Bring him in."

I walked out side, "Corey.!" I yelled.

"Yeah.?" I didn't need to tell he was right next to me and I didn't even see him".

"Come on in... "

I went in first, and he followed. We walked into the living room, where Changer was.

(COREY'S POV. )

" Come on in..." Said Icis. She kinda had a nerves look on her face.

As we walked into the living room, to meet who ever this "Changer" is.

We walked in, an there she was. A fucking zombie.!

Icis was waking over to the zombie something was off about this "zombie"... Se was sittin still on the couch, her hair was freshly washed and put up.

She looked like a human... But her skin was a dead give away. It was still that light sickly gray...

"ICIS.! It's a zombie.!!!"

" I know...." She said in a calm voice.

How the hell can she be calm.? There's a fucking zombie in the damn living room.!?

I searched around for the nears weapon I could use. There.! A letter opener. I grabbed it and ran towards the zombie.

" What the hell are you doing.?" Some one said behind me.

I turned around to find the zombie staring at me. face to face.

She didn't smell like rotting meat like the others, she smelled clean, human.

I raised my letter opener and brought it down on her head, but I hit nothing but air.

When I looked she was all the way across the room, she looked pissed.

"You should have listened to Icis..."

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