The End of All Things

The Past Can Hurt

Emma's pov

Sex is great. Morning sex, afternoon sex, night sex. But I got to admit the best kind has got to be zombie Apocalypse sex. Im not sure why. Maybe its the feeling that at any moment a zombie can just walk in and eat your naked bodies. Either way, sex is great.

When we finish, we both cuddle up. His arm around my neck and my head on his chest.

"Remember High School?" He asks playing with my hair.

"Ya. All too well." I sigh.

"Im glad we met." We says kissing my head.

I lived in Chicago with Trick and my parents up to freshman year. Up until Mom and Dad divorced. Then I went with dad to Las Vegas and Trick stayed with mom.

I was always bullied with the way I looked. I mean come on, who'd want to be friends with a girl with two different colored eyes. I was labeled as a freak and no one wanted to talk to me or be seen with me.

When I met Ryan everything changed. We became best friends. We'd stay out till morning, get high, drunk, you name it we did it together. The sex was constant and great. We wanted nothing more.

"We should get ready to go." I say getting up.

"You're right." He agrees getting up also.

We get dressed then head downstairs. Everyones already ready which is great so we grab our stuff and leave.

I hear some yelling from outside and sure enough theres some sibling rivelry going on. Great. Harper lunges at Ryan so Trick, Pete, and I hold her back. 

"Harper Calm down!" I shout holding her back.

"I'm going to kill him!" She kicks.

"Jesus Christ what the hell happened." I say struggling to hold her. Jesus shes strong. 

"Your brother treats you like a baby, mine doesn't let me have a life. Just let me go we need to get out of here." She huffs shaking us off.

"Harper no you're coming with us in the truck." Ryan barks.

"Ryan stop controlling me!" Harper yells. 

"Fine you leave me no choice." Just then Ryan slings Harper over his shoulder.

I try to tune out the rest of the yelling as I get my katana from the floor. I get in the truck and start the engine.

"What the fuck. Are those handcuffs?" I question giving Ryan a 'really' look.

"My idiot brother trying to 'protect me'." Harper groans.

"My promise to dad." Ryan rolls his eyes.

"And if dad were here he would be disappointed in you." Harper snaps which is way out of line.

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU HARPER!" Ryan screams.

"DAD SAID TO PROTECT ME AND LET ME LIVE A HAPPY LIFE! YOU ARE LETTING HIM DOWN!" Harper screams back. The headache is real.

"Emma get on the road." Ryan hisses.

"Wha-" I say tuning back in.

"I said drive!" he yells.

I flinch and start driving. Well this is going to be a fun car ride.

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The whole ride is silent which was good for my headache I guess. Ryan and Harper are really down. I guess its because their parents died. That must suck. I should make it up to Ryan. I know just the way too.