(ON HOLD)My Life In The Zombie Apocalypse... With A Twist!

Part 38 /Lost

~Wyatt's POV~

Bang!

The gunshot rangout through the gas station. Kaitlynne was still on the ground with the now dead guy underneath her, with her eyes wide.

She shakily stood up and dropped her gun. "I killed him..." She muttered. I took a few steps forward to her. She tried to walk forward but ended up falling instead. I rushed forward and caught her before she hit the ground.
I fell down to the floor with her in my arms.

"I killed him..." She said again. I slowly rocked her back and forth. I rubbed her back to try and calm her. "I-I killed him..." She said again more shaky. Her shoulders started to bob up and down and I knew she was crying. I could feel my shirt becoming wet. "I killed him..." She said a little bit louder, but by her tone I could tell she wasn't talking about the dead guy anymore. I looked around and I knew they knew it too.

"I shouldn't have let him go..." She said. Now It was certain she was talking about something different. "I should have stopped him..." She cried harder.

"Zack..." I heard Carson mutter. I turned to look at her and she had watery eyes. Daryl stepped up and continued to she wouldn't have to.

"Zack was Kaitlynne's boyfriend. He went on a run and got bit. He turned and attacked her... She blames herself. She tried to stop him from going but she ended up letting him." Daryl told me. My confusion faded away and melted into understanding.
I looked back down at Kaitlynne.

"Shhhhh..." I tried to calm her. "It wasn't your fault." I said. She looked up at me with red puffy eyes. You could clearly see the tears streaming down her face.

"How- how would you know that?" She muttered. I looked her straight in the eyes. She looked a little shocked by my sudden eye contact.

"I can't tell you it will be ok. That everything is gunna be alright. I can't tell you that because I can't lie to you. Everything is not gunna be alright. It never will be again. All we can do is fight. Keep living, keep fighting until we can't fight anymore. We can make it alright in our own sick way. But it won't ever be ok, at least not a normal ok... all we can do is fight..." I made the way I feel about everything clear. To her, and the entire group.

She looked at me with watery eyes, but no more tears fell. She nodded her head slowly and wiped her tears. "Okay." Was all she said. I gave her a small smile witch she returned with a smaller one. I stood up first then helped her up.

I turned around and look at the others who all wore shocked expressions. "We gunna go or what?" I asked them, turning back into my normal, hard shelled self.

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~Kaitlynne's POV~

After my breakdown back at the gas station we hopped in the car and headed out on the road to nowhere.

I stared out the window, watching the world fly by. I sighed and let my head lean against the glass.

'I'm getting to close to Wyatt...' I thought, closing my eyes. 'I don't want to loose him and be heart broken again. But that won't happen if I just keep my distance from him. From everyone...' After those thoughts I found it hard to open my eyes, so instead I let myself drift off to sleep.

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I looked around the dark room. I was standing over the only light in the middle of the stuffy room. "Hello?" I called out into nothingness. My voice echoed.

I took a few cautious steps forward. I heard something behind me and quickly turned around. I looked forward at the light and saw a figure standing there. "Kaylee?" I asked when I realized the figure was familiar.
Suddenly the ground below me was no longer there and I was falling.

As I fell walkers reached out for me from all sides. But these weren't just any walkers, they were people I know, people I used to know. I looked down to see the ground becoming more clear.

I hit the ground with a thud, but I felt no pain. I slowly stood up and looked around at my new surroundings. I was in Mason's old house.

I slowly crept up the stairs. Once I was at the top, there stood Zack, with his back facing me. "Zack!" I yelled and ran to him. I wrapped my arms around but instantly let go when that familiar rotten smell hit my nose.

He turned around to reveal he was a walker. "No..." I muttered. Then the walls and the roof and everything around me began to dissolve. Slowly, Carson, Daryl, Max, Ryan, Mason, Bri, Wyatt... everyone started to appear. But there was a catch. They were all walkers.

"No." I muttered in disbelief. Then walker Wyatt stood in front of me and let out an animalistic scream. "NOOOOO!!!" I screamed as he bit into my neck.

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I jolted awake to hear screaming. I soon realized the screams were mine and I shut my mouth. All eyes were on me in the tiny car. "Nightmare..." I muttered to them. Wyatt, who was sitting beside me, put a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine." I shrugged off his hand. "Don't touch me." I said coldly. A look of hurt flashed in his eyes before they went back to their usual hard glare.

~Wyatt's POV~

'Kaitlynne has always been a bit cold since I met her but lately she's been getting worse. She distances herself from the rest of us. She probably does it because she believes if she's not attached then it won't hurt. But that doesn't work. I've been down that road, blocking people out, being cold and ruthless, even just plain out of control at times... it's not worth it. It doesn't help. In fact it makes it even worse. Once they're gone... you just feel guilty for being so rude, so cold, for ignoring them... it's happened to me... I wouldn't wish it on the darkest of souls... especially Kaitlynne... in the short time I've known her I've had a soft spot for her... I let my walls down around her... I just wish she'd do the same....'

~Kaitlynne's POV~

I feel... empty. Unwhole, incomplete, gone, invisible, cold... I feel...

Lost... That explains it the best...

I'm just lost in the maze...