Zero

Chapter 9: Friends and Memories.

"Burn, get me the needle."

"Fine. But, she's gonna bleed out." 'Burn' says

"Not if I have anything to say about it."

"Here. So why's she so special."

"I knew her - before the world went to hell."

I get tired of the voices keeping me from sleep, "Could you kindly shut the hell up?"

"What?" I hear a sigh, before the male voice continues, "Listen, Ally, you're going to be fine - I've got you."

I feel a small spike in the pain in my body, before everything around me fades to a wonderful oblivion. Blackness swirls around me, comforting me in it's cold embrace.

Then, a plague of dreams comes out of the blackness, and I'm thrust onto a familiar stage. With a familiar crowd. And a familiar voice, saying 'what the hell?'

***

When I crack my eyes open, I find myself to be in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by absolutely noone. Out of curiosity, I push myself up from a lying position into a sitting one, to get a better view of the place - or, basically, to see how royally screwed I am. My body protests the entire time.

I'm barely into a sitting position, when I hear a door opens, and then slams shut, causing me to jump and land on the ground beside the bed I was on - and not only do I land on the hard floor, but I also land on my ass. I can't help the groan that passes my lips as pain parties away in my legs (and tailbone).

"Shit! Ally!" I hear someone, a guy, exclaim, before I hear feet running towards me.

My eyes widen at the name. It's so weird. So foreign. So abnormal.

"You should consider yourself lucky - you almost died on the way here. Who did you piss off? Seriously, thought - you looked like holy cheese."

"It's called Swiss cheese."

"Well. Someone hasn't changed." I hear him grumble.

"Well, looks like someone hasn't grown up." I mock.

"Screw off."

"Likewise." The room goes silent as I study the guy. Richard Michael Pierce. We grew up together before he moved away - in what, like tenth grade or something. We kinda had a thing for each other when we were in elementary school. His blonde hair is still shiny - but it is a little longer than it was last time I saw him (when we graduated). His eyes are still a bright blue, but they're surrounded by circles and bags as if he's beginning some sort of zombification. He's still taller than me - jerk.

"What were you doing in the middle of nowhere?" Mike asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Well, you see, Mike." I explain, "There was this zombie barricade thingy. And I kinda, maybe started shooting at it while singing an apocalyptic version of 'Do You Hear the People Sing?' and I guess someone didn't like it - but to be fair, I hadn't sung in forever - and well, they shot me."

Mike's eyes study me, his brows furrowing, "Alexis. Are you alright?"

"Well, considering I've just been shot and apparently almost died, yeah. I'm doing good."

"Are you sure?" he questions, "Where's Nate? You guys were practically inseparable?"

***

"Lex - head back to the bus!" Nate yells over the sounds of shuffling and groaning.

"Fat chance, bro." I smirk, redying a handgun in my left hand and a knife in my right.

"Lex." He protests.

"Nate. There's no use. We're both getting out of here - or not. We're together, no matter what - that's what you said. Now let's move, before they move in!"

It happened too fast. The herd found the house we were raiding. We were just able to get out of the building, but doing that only screwed us. We were surrounded in no time. Back to back. Weapons at the ready.

One of them got past me. I didn't see it. Nate was knocked off balance. That I saw. I heard him struggle and started slaughtering anything in my path - starting with the thing on top of him.

When I was done, I was out of breath and covered in guts. I felt so satisfied though, and I went over to Nate to brag.

I was too late. I was too late. I was too late.

He was in pain when I got over to him. Yelling at me to get away. Get away.

I was so confused. Why was he still on the ground? Why didn't he want me there? Weren't we supposed to be together for everything? What happened.

I bent down. Sat on the ground. Frantically searching him, trying to see what was wrong. "This better not be a prank, Nate" I grumbled, thinking of the time he faked being a zombie - we almost shot him.

"Run. Shoot me and run." I heard him hiss.

Then I saw it. Not a prank. Definitely not a prank. The bite mark was clear. I could see each individual tooth. It was bloody. He was turning. He was infected. I was too late. I was too late.

"Lex. Go! Please...Find dad. Protect James - tell him I'm sorry. I love you." There was no faking the tears in his eyes.

"No. Nononono! We can fix this!" I sobbed. "You can come with me to see Dad and Jamie. Together - remember that. We're in this together - don't you leave me. Don't you dare fucking leave me Nathan! Not now! Not after everything!" I could barely see, tears filling my eyes so that I could only see through their distorted lense.

I was unable to see him reach for the gun that I had dropped on the ground beside me. I was too blinded by my tears that I didn't see him lift it, shakily, to his head.

But I wasn't deaf.

I could hear the paralyzing shot as it echoed around me.

And I could still feel.

I could feel the blood as it splattered into my face, causing me to shake.

And I could still smell.

The smell of death surround me that day is permanently in my brain, in my nose.

/// Anyone else cry at the Nate part or was it just me? Anywho, it's been a WHILE since I've updated...and for that I'm sorry. I'm just a lazy girl who has too much stuff to do and too many deadlines to remember. I literally spent my whole holiday as some sort of plant (I didn't move, or really eat, but I drank a lot of water). Hopefully, I'll get back into some sort of schedule soon. Anyone else have shchedule problems or is it just me? Please feel free to drop a comment (or if you aren't really the talk-y type, then you could just vote or follow me or whatever it is you would like to do). I wrote this chapter in one sitting with no editing, so forgive me!! Anyways, it was fun writing it (when I wasn't crying), I hope you had some fun reading it and learning a bit about our Zero - or should I say Alexis?

Till next time, Bee ///