You Make Me Sane

Six

Time had passed since we used the teleporter once again, and since Richtofen injected me with the test antidote. We were now in a remote, Japanese island. Looking out the wet environment, I started to feel strange. It was like this stuff wasn't working at all, but just made things worse. Zombies still avoided me, which was actually pissing me off. "Richtofen, are you sure this stuff would work?" I asked out of annoyance. "I am positive, Liebe."
   "Doc, this shit isn't working. Let me just put the bullet in my fucking head and be done with it." I snapped. I even surprised myself. I've never snapped like that before. "'Zalea, calm down." Dempsey said, his hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off. "No, Dempsey. I'm not going to calm down. Not this time." I growled and stormed off.

  I paced around in the one of the labs. Something was happening to me, and I didn't like it. Should I just end it and be done with this, or suffer and kill the ones I love? I don't even know anymore. Looking at the gun in my hand, I wanted out. Out of this zombie apocalypse, and out of this body that's turning me into a monster. Putting it to my head, I squeezed the trigger.

Click
Click
Click

Fuck.. No ammo. Collapsing to the floor, I chucked the gun at the wall and screamed in frustration and anger. I wanted to pull my hair out. I hit everything from the walls to the floor. "Woah, woah, woah! Calm down, girly!" I heard Dempsey yell and hold my arms back. "Dempsey, let me go...!" I screamed, struggling to get out of his grasp. "God damnit, Snap out of it!" He yelled and next thing I know, it all went silent with a glove making contact with my cheek. I looked at him, tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry, but you needed to come to your damn senses, Azalea." He said, his hands on my shoulders. "I'm just so scared, Dempsey... This shit Doc  injected me with has got me all fucked up... I don't think it's working.." I confessed, tears staining my cheeks. He then pulled me into a tight hug and let me cry. He pet my hair, comforting me. "It's alright, Azalea.. It's​ alright..." He mumbled, holding me tighter. "Just kill me already..." I managed to say. He looked me in the eye. "No one is killing anyone, you hear me? Not on my watch." He stated before smashing his lips into mine. My eyes widened and my cheeks heated up. More tears stained my cheeks as I melted into the kiss.

  It felt like that moment lasted forever. Once he pulled away, I didn't want to lose his taste on my lips. "Dempsey.." I looked up at him. "I won't let anything happen to you." He vowed. "This shit will kill me, you know that.." I looked down. "Stop saying that. Nothing will kill you."
   "Tell that to my steadily declining sanity and almost rotted off arm." I said softly before sighing. "Sorry.." I looked back up at him as he moved hair out of my face. "Don't worry about it, Azalea." He replied with a smile.

  Back with the others, I tried to contain the anger I felt inside. I had a feeling this stuff was making me change faster. I kept looking over at Richtofen, thinking about what his flesh tasted like.. My mouth watered at the possibilities. I shook my head violently, dropping my Sheiva. I bit my lip, holding back the urge to charge at them. "Liebe, are you alright?" I heard Richtofen ask as he wiped the blood from my mouth. I took a step back. "No, Doc, I'm not fine.." I replied, growling a bit. I could tell he was hurting, yet, I only felt anger. Wiping my still bleeding lip, I stormed off once again.

  I felt Dempsey grab my hand, and I snatched it away, only to have him pull me into a hug. "It's going to be alright.." He said as I squirmed in his arms. "Don't make this hard for everyone.." He threatened as his grip got tighter. I felt myself start to foam at the mouth. I craved sweet flesh, or the sweet release of death. I was about to bite his neck until I felt something hard hit my head and everything became black.

   I awoke with my hands tied to the railing of a metal balcony. I groaned softly. Looking around, I saw the guys defending themselves from zombies. I wanted to die. Once the zombie horde died down, Richtofen walked over to me. He caressed my cheek as he checked my vitals. I growled a bit, snapping my head away. "Liebe.."
   "Don't 'liebe' me, Doc. Can't you just kill me already?" I growled. He sighed. He seemed to be frustrated, just like he was at the castle. "Please.. I don't want to hurt any of you.." Tears started to stream down my cheeks. "Richtofen, let me talk to her." Dempsey said, causing Richtofen to nod and walk away. The American knelt in front of me, caressing my cheek. "I know you're scared, Azalea, but you gotta fight." He said softly, wiping away my tears. I stared at his gun. "Please, Dempsey..." I whispered, pressing my forehead against the barrel of the gun. "Please.." I whispered once more. He threw his gun down and hugged me. He untied my hands and I returned the hug. "You gotta fight…" He repeated into my hair, the embrace getting tighter.

  My mind was showing sadness and fear, while my stomach said otherwise. Taking in the sweet smell of his flesh, I licked his neck. He tensed up and pulled away. He could see the hunger in my eyes. He tied me back up as zombies began to show.

"Fight, baby."