The End of All Things

Memories

Harper's POV

Sometimes I really hate Ryan. I get it he's trying to protect me, but sometimes he really gets under my skin. Regardless, what I said was out of line and I really am sorry.

Emma uncuffs me from the car and I bolt off. I don't even know where I'm running, I'm just running. I find a nearby shed and enclose myself in it. I don't know what's wrong with me. I guess it's just memories. Whenever I think about the past or back home, I go a little crazy. The past can hurt. I'm stuck in my own head when I hear footsteps. If it's a walker, let it kill me. It would be appropriate. Walkers killed my parents in Vegas, now it's my turn.

"Harper what are you doing?" Brendon.

"My brother hates me." I whisper.

"He could never hate you." he says almost apologetically.

"I've fucked up a lot in my life." I sigh taking out a cigarette and lighing it.

"I thought you quit." he shakes his head.

"I did." I reply blowing smoke.

"You're really not okay are you?" he asks searching my eyes, "Want something stronger?"

"Tell me you have some!" I practically beg grabbing B by the shirt.

"Begging for me I see." he jokes and smirks. He takes out a joint and lights it before handing it to me for a long inhale. Before we know it we're high as fuck and give no cares in the world.

"Brendon I'm fucking in love with you." I say not really realizing what I'm saying

"So do you wanna fuck then?" he asks, his eyes glazed over.

"You serious?" I giggle.

He doesn't answer, he just kisses me leaning me against the shed wall. We both know how wrong this is, but it feels so right.

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"Brendon! Harper!" Pete calls, "Come on we're getting back on the road.

"Fuck!" I harshly whisper rushing to get my clothes back on.

"H what just happened?" B asks putting his shirt on.

"N-nothing! Nothing happened this didn't happen!"

"Your brother is going to fucking kill me if he finds out."

"We can't tell him!" I say heading for the door.

"Hey." he says grabbing my wrist and turning me around. He looks me in the eye before putting his palm on my cheek and kissing me softly, "I just want you to know I don't regret it."

"We can never do that again." I whisper, "My brother can never find out."

"I agree your brother can never find out," he says, "but I don't want to stop. I'm fucking in love with you too." he smiles.

I smile and blush before kissing him one last time and walking out of the shed.

We head on the road before stopping and setting up camp in our old High School. So many memories. I remember the first day I met Em. I grabbed her by he face and stared at her eyes for like a good 5 minutes. I stood up for her and her cool ass eyes all the time. So many times I walked in on Ry and Em, but I forgive them because I know they really love each other. Mom and Dad would have loved her too. Walkers killed Mom when I was 10 and Dad when I was 12. Ryan and I have been on our own since.

I get a few hours of sleep before B and I take our turn to stand watch. We decide on the old treehouse we made together and get comfortable for the night.

"I remember the summer before High School when we made this." B says breaking the silence as we sit back to back keeping watch.

"Lot of memories up here." I chuckle.

"I lost my virginity up here."

"B!" I shriek slapping his arm, "Yeah well fine I had my first kiss up here." I admit.

"Who?" he asks, the jealousy evident in his voice.

"You silly."

"Oh yeah." he smiles, "You were so cute back then."

"I know what happened." I joke.

"You turned beautiful." he says seriously, "You didn't fuck up your life, you know. I think you're perfect."

Just then the timer for our watch is up. We go back to the cafeteria and fall asleep. I just wish I fell asleep in his arms...

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"Ryan there's somewhere we need to go today." I say packing up the rest of my stuff and putting it in the bus.

"What is it?" he grumbles.

I turn around facing him and showing him the roses in my hand.

"Let's go." he whispers.

We take Emma's truck to a crossroads in the exact middle of Vegas. The exact spot where both Mom and Dad died. We sit around the spot silently and lay down the roses just like always.

We stay like this for about a half hour before I break the silence, "I'm sorry." I whisper to Ry, "I didn't mean it."

"I know." he whispers back blankely, "You were upset and I was overbearing."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too."

"I love you, Ry."

"I love you too, kiddo."

We stand up and high for a good amount of time before looking down at the spot.

"We love you mom and dad. We miss you." we say together just like always.

"We better get back." Ryan tell me.

I agree following him to the truck and back to the others. Now to the farm. Goodbye city of memories. Goodbye past it's time to move on, to live in the now.

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