No matter how much she struggled, the thing would not let her go. It growled at her as it tried to keep her quiet and pulled her back in the shadows, it had one hand over her face and the other holding her arm to her side.
"Hhhooollllddd.sssstttiiillll.ddddaaaaannngg.iiitttt!!!!" , It exclaimed in a ragged voice as it opened a door and threw her inside, closing the door shortly afterwards.Nicky scrambled to the farthest corner away from whatever had grabbed her, she couldn't see very well but she could tell that it sat down in front of the door, blocking her only way out. She tried to reach behind her for her gun but saw the thing holding her shotgun in it's hand, it chuckled as she made an angered expression. "Since when did you guys get smart??", She huffed at the thing in front of the door only to get a few low gurgles in response, "And now you don't talk."
"Wwwooouulldd.iiittt.hhheeelllpp???", She looked up at it when it spoke, " Would it help what? ", She could see the dark outline of the infected shrug, "Hhheeeelllp.cccaaaalllm.yyooouu.dooowwwn?"
They stayed like that for a few moments before she heard a hacking noise, followed by the sound of gagging, then it doubled over as if it was about to puke. It covered it's mouth, like it didn't want to kill her, but in turn it puked all over itself, 'Of course I'm stuck with a walking puke bomb', she thought as she tried to move farther into the corner that she was in, the Boomer began to cough as if to get whatever was left out of his throat, "Sssoorry.", and the silence returned."Why haven't you killed me yet?", The Boomer shrugged causing Nicky to let out an exasperated sigh, "Is that all you ever do besides a few one word sentences?", Another shrug. "Iiii.ggguueessss.sssooo", he said with a yet another half attempted shrug, "Yyyooouu.ssshhoouulldddnn'ttt.bbbeeee.hhheeerrrreee.", "Where should I be then?", The boomer then got up and opened the curtain that she didn't know was there and gestured for her to come stand beside him.
She now got a good look of his face, half of it was swollen with boils and the other half showed a bloated version of what his face probably looked like, his medium length dark brown hair kept back by whatever nasty things he had gotten into since becoming an infected. His neck was also covered in boils that got smaller the closer they got to his green-ish grey sweatshirt that was drenched in a grotesque mix of barf, blood, and dirt.
His arms also had boils on them but they weren't as many as his face or neck, and his stomach was bloated and nasty with his navel being forced out by his intestines which were being held in by a very thin layer of skin. The jeans he was wearing were ragged and torn in a few areas, revealing the semi-bloated, dead legs underneath.
She looked back at his face to see his one good eye staring back at her, he didnt say anything but tilted his head in the direction of the window indicating that he wanted her to look out. Nicky shook her head and went over to the window, albiet hesitantly. When she gazed out of it she saw that the whole city was overrun with zombies....even the evac center...
"Oh my God..."
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Left 4 Romance
Teen FictionHe was a zombie She was a survivor both are in the apocalypse and both are left for romance. (This story takes place in the Left 4 Dead universe. special infected and apocalypse are not mine, all credits to Valve. David, Nicky, Cameron, Lydia, West...