I wake up still on 10k's lap. He's staring intensely into the distance. I sit up and he turns to look at me. "Tommy" he says.
"What" I say confused.
"My name is Tommy but everyone calls me 10k."
" Why 10k?"
"That's how many zombies I'm going to kill."
"That's quite a goal you're setting. How many have you killed thus far"
"2,428"
" Damn" This kid is my age but is able to kill two thousand four hundred twenty eight zombies and he's going for ten thousand. " Do you think you can teach me how to shoot" He looked at me excitedly as if he had been waiting his whole life for someone to ask him that.
"I would be happy to" he replied already climbing down the ladder. I followed closely behind. He set up some cans about 20 yards out and handed me his gun.
He adjusted it in my arms so I would be holding it correctly. He stood behind me holding it with me kind of like in the movies where a guy stands behind a girl guiding her hands as she makes a pot, but instead of making pottery we're holding a gun.
His arms wrapped around me directing the gun to the target, he let go and told me to shoot. I did. Thanks to him it was in the right position to knock over the can. But it kicked me hard in the shoulder.
"DAMNIT" I held my shoulder wincing. 10k stood there and laughed at my pain. He walked over and kissed my shoulder.
"Try again, and don't get hurt this time."
"Easier said than done smartass." This time he didn't help I was doing it on my own. I looked through the scope and aimed. I held the gun tightly so it wouldn't kick back again. I pulled the trigger.... and missed.
"A little to your left" he said.
I put it back in the same position and aimed more to the left. I missed again.
"That was too far left" He was sitting there laughing at my ignorance towards guns. A zombie was slowly approaching in the distance. "Look, a moving target. Try and shoot him"
"I can't" If I can't shoot a freaking can I can't kill a zombie.
"I know you can just try. I'm right here if anything goes wrong."
It was moving pretty slow which made me feel better. I aimed the gun at its head. I shot and missed.... what's new. It looked straight at me and began running.
"I would kill it now if I were you"
"IM TRYING!" It was getting closer and 10k wasn't going to help unless it was about to kill me. This was my last chance. I aimed at its head, pulled the trigger, and down it fell.
"I DID IT!" Excited I jumped up and hugged 10k.
"Don't get too cocky now my little sharpshooter" I couldn't help but blush at that. "I think that's enough for now" and with that we walked inside.
10k opened the door and we walked in. "What was all the noise out there" I turn to see Addy.
"I was teaching (y/n) how to shoot"
" How'd she do"
"She killed a zombie"
"Nice!" Addy looked at me and smiled.
Warren then walked into the room. "We'll need to find a weapon that suits you best, (y/n)"
"I can go help her find one" 10k volunteered.
"Alright they are in the back of the truck" Warren told us.
Once again we went outside and looked in the truck. He pulled out several different weapons. A bow, a sniper, a pistol, and a knife. In the end I went with a sniper. I was actually pretty good at it after about an hour of 10k training me with it. We were just finishing up when everyone came outside.
"We are moving out" Warren called out. Doc and Addy walked over to us. "What did you pick" asked Doc. I held up my sniper. "You and 10k can be gun buddies now" said Addy. 10k looked at me and smiled.
Everyone could fit in the car except for me and 10k who sat in the truck bed. We are on our way to California but I'm not entirely sure why. "Why California" I asked.
"We need to get Murphy to a lab there. They think his blood can create the cure" 10k explained to me.
We talked for a while until it got dark and when it got dark it got cold. I was sitting next to him shivering and he got closer to me. He then wrapped his arms around me holding me to keep me warm. My face buried in his chest. I feel like I can sleep easy when I'm with him. I feel like he is my safe place. I love him.
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10k's Girl
RomanceYou meet 10k in the apocalypse. He's so cute and dreamy you can't take your eyes off of him. He is your definition of perfect. 10K IMAGINE