Virus (Narry Zombie AU)

Chapter 38

MAN! I have some dedicated readers!

Thank you all, each and every one of you, for reading and commenting and voting for my story! It truly means a lot! I can’t even tell you how much it means.

There were some pretty good guesses! Hope all those questions will be answered in this chapter!

Also, @Zianourry_15 my apologies, you’ll see why at the end of the chapter.

Dedication: @cait111, @5secsofLol, @thelovelynialler (yes, you were right and glad you caught the name… I chose it because of that specifically ;P), @NarryYo (coke is), @EverLastingFall (good joke!), @NarryDirectioner123 (fluff will return, just a little more drama first;P), @SmililngNiallxxx, @KingCommenter, and @NataliaNJH!

(man, I really need to make harder questions for dedications!)

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Pages on word: 5

Words: 1,508

Now, without any further ado, chapter 38!

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~Niall~

Everything hurt, but at the same time everything was numb. I didn’t know how to feel, or even if I should feel anything at this point. I had lost so many people in this new world, but only once because of me and that was Greg. I didn’t know what to think, or what to do. I couldn’t imagine the look on Daisy’s face when I had to break the news to her and I sure as hell had no idea how she would react. The locks clashed and the door squealed open, but I refused to look- refused to show anything anymore. The door squealed shut, and the locks were put into place and footsteps echoed off the cement walls. My eyes stayed locked on the ceiling even as the footsteps stopped and a tender hand was placed on my shoulder causing me to flinch slightly. Daisy’s delicate face came into view a small frown on her features causing me to tear up slightly. God, I was weak and soft. She looked at me sadly, and that caused me to completely shatter.

“I’m so sorry, I tried I tried so hard but I couldn’t stop him. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” I cried, tugging harshly at the restraints again causing my wrists to bleed again, opening up the scabs that had grown over the harsh wounds yesterday. She looked concerned, pushing me flat onto my back and begging me to stop hurting myself but I couldn’t. I couldn’t take the pain in my chest, and focusing on the pain in my wrists was easier to handle, I couldn’t stop cursing myself for not trying harder. He was 4 years old for god’s sake and they go and kill him for no reason whatsoever. He didn’t deserve his fate, and Daisy sure as hell didn’t deserve to lose her little brother because of me. But it seems no one gets what they deserve. I fell limp, tears running down my face like a waterfall. She gently wiped them away, undoing my restraints and cleaning my wounds as I muttered ‘I’m sorry’ over and over while rocking back and forth- my knees drawn up to my chest and my wrists exposed so she could clean them. I took the time to gaze over at my exposed arms; needle holes littered my skin making me look like a drug addict, each little puncture mark a light pink. I continued to mutter broken apologies under my breath, face streaked with tears as she continued to tend to my wounds- careful of the tender skin.

When she was finally finished she sat down and looked at me expectantly, probably waiting for me to elaborate. To be honest, I really didn’t want to. I didn’t want to do anything at the moment. The tears had stopped streaming down my face by now, reducing me to a sniffling mess. I didn’t want to be the one to tell her, but at the same time I did. I didn’t want anyone else twisting around the truth and making her hate me… more than she probably will anyway. I didn’t want anyone to tell her I didn’t try, that I wanted her little brother to die because they hated me- because they wanted to break me.