The End of All Things

Finding Love In Shitty Times

Emma's pov

"We should go." I say as I grab a katana out of the weapon bag.

"Where do we go?" Patrick asks getting a gun.

"We have to find somewhere safe." I shrug slinging the weapon over my back.

"Ill drive the tour bus out back." Pete suggests.

"You guys go with him. Ill go in my truck." I decide grabbing my keys.

"Im going with you." Patrick insists grabbing my wrist.

"No. Im fine on my own." I huff yanking my hand back.

"I dont want you to be alone Emma." He orders.

"Ill go with her." Ryan pipes in.

"Fine. But keep in contact with me." Trick states throwing him a walkie talkie.

"Lets just go." I sigh opening the doors.

I climb into the drivers seat waiting for everyone to get into the bus. Ryan finally gets in and I start the car.

"Where are we headed?" He asks.

"I dont know. See if anything comes on the radio." I reply driving away from the craziness.

Static. Dammit. I have no idea where im driving. We just have to get out of this city. Its to heavily populated so that means more walkers. Our best bet is in the country somewhere. 

"Shit. Now what." He says turning it back off.

"Find somewhere in the country. But first we should go get supplies." I explain.

We drive for a while until we reach a shopping center on the outskirts of town. Its quiet so we should be good for a while.

"Lets go." I say hopping out of the truck.

The bus pulls to a hault next to my truck. Harper, Trick, and Brendon get out to help. Ryan and I go into a pharmacy while the others go to the supermarket. 

"Grab as much as you can hold." I order shoving rows of supplies into bags. 

"You uh.. doing okay.. Em?" He asks looking up for a split second before looking back down.

"I'll be fine once we find shelter." I shrug. 

"Alright." He sighs. 

I get about five bags full before heading back to put them in the bus. I walk back to the truck when I hear a noise. 

"What is it?" Harper asks.

"Shh." I hush listening intently, "Shit." 

"Walkers." Harper adds grabbing her gun.

We see about eight coming from east and west. Ryan and I take the westward ones while Harper and Brendon cover the others. 

"You sure you know what you're doing?" He asks as we run towards them.

I dont answer just slice my katana through two walkers. 

"Ill take that as a yes." He chuckles before killing three. 

We kill the rest of them and I feel my eyes start to tear up. Is this how its going to be? Killing these things who used to be alive? Who used to have families who loved them? 

"I can't do this." I shake my head before running into the woods close by. 

I kill a couple walkers on the way making me cry. He probably had a family. She had people who loved her. Why did this world have to get so fucked up?