Playlist for the Apocalypse (Sweet Pea/Betty)

Track 4: Four Winds

Took about two weeks, but yay, I finally have this new chapter up :) I am going to try to stick to updating this about every two weeks, get on SOME sort of schedule, you know?

I had a couple more reviews on this chapter, so thank you very much! I hope you all enjoy!

Song for this chapter is Four Winds, specifically the cover by The Killers! Enjoy!

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June 18th, 2018

They made their way back through the forest, towards Riverdale. Neither wanted to enter back into Riverdale, which meant they'd have to go around it, but both were okay with this.

"I don't even want to look at it," Sweet Pea had sighed, eyes averted from even the direction of their hometown. Betty understood. If she recalled how the town was only a couple weeks after the end of the world, she shuddered to think of how it would look now. Stopping in towns and seeing other small towns decimated and abandoned was hard, because every place would feel like Riverdale, but to go around and just reiterate that their childhood haunts, as well as their childhood innocence, had been destroyed...well, Betty couldn't phantom.

She even considered if it would be worth it to see if anyone else had turned back up, but short of a 100% assurance of someone's livelihood in that town, there was no way they were going to go.

It was on the way out of town that made Betty wish they'd just gone through town instead of taking the long way around. On one of the roads they were traveling on, one on the outskirts that was near Greendale and the river, they came across a pile of cars blocking the road.

Doors were thrown open and left saluting the pavement, luggage was strewn around the ground as though people had pilfered it or someone was looking in a hurry, a couple pieces of car bumpers or other metal around where one car had crashed into another. And, it looked the site of a murder, which it just very well might have been.

The pavement around the cluster of cars was brown with dried blood and bits of walker guts still was on the ground, sticky and crusty. There were two walkers lumbering around, and when their van stopped and realized they were going to have to move the cars to get through, they came up and started bumping into the side like roombas against a wall.

"I'll get this," Sweet Pea gave a dramatic sigh, reaching under his seat for his bat. Betty, though, rolled down a window just enough to reach a hand out and stabbed her walker in the brain. She offered the knife to Sweet Pea, who muttered but accepted it would be an easier kill. They stayed in the car to decide which cars they would move where first, and talked about if it was worth the time and effort to search these cars that might have nothing of value or if they should just get back on the road. Betty didn't want to turn down the opportunity to get supplies, but she was doubtful it would be worth their time to be out in the open, digging through cars. Sweet Pea thought that there might be some good shit that had been passed over, stuff that maybe weren't in stores. They bickered about it for a good ten minutes.

"Let's just move the cars and then we'll see how long it takes," Betty finally said, frustrated and growing very sweaty in the car already. The weather was starting to warm up, and it would only get warmer. It made the stench of the walkers that had been left out, as well as the ones they just killed, pretty gag-worthy.

Then, they rolled up their sleeves and began by pushing the first car off the side of the road. They just sort of needed to get them into the side ditch and gravity would do the rest of the work from there. After the first car, Sweet Pea dug around underneath the seats and came back up with a bag of weed, triumphant.