The Zombies Over There

Low On Food

Cameron's POV
2:30 Pm Thursday December 5th

I reach into my bag and pull out some granola bars, I sigh. We only have 6 left. I grab Jay's bag and look, there are 2 apples. One was starting to turn brown, I grab it and set it on the table, putting three of the granola bars away. I glance over at Jay, she had he head leaned back. Asleep. I smile a bit and grab one granola bar and the apple, heading over to the bedroom. I softly knock and Sam opens the door, I hand her the apple.
"This is for Lewis" I say, than handing her the granola bar
"And this is for you" I add. She nods,
"How's Jay Doing?" She asks.
"Well, she looks and feels like death" I sigh, scratching my wrist.
"Is it a cold?" Sam asks, I shrug a bit.
"I believe..? She looks really sick" I say quietly, Sam sighs and nods.
"How's Lewis doing?" I ask, peeking in.
She shrugs a bit,
"He's asleep, but he seems okay" she says.
"Alright" I sigh,
"And Hey, be careful around Jay. If she has something worse than a cold.." Sam says. I grunt,
"It's just a cold" I say walking away. I walk over and grab the other two granola bars, sitting by Jay. I softly kiss her cheek,
"Hey, can you eat for me?" I ask. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes for a second, closing them again and leaning against me.
"Please?" I whine playfully, she sighs.
"Yeah- Okay" she coughs out, I hand her the granola bar and open mine. She wrinkles her nose at it,
"I'm sick of these" she whines.
"There's one more apple left" I say, my mouth full. She shakes her head and opens it, eating it slowly. I finish mine and throw the wrapper on the floor, she glares at me and I smile.
When she finishes I softly kiss her, she gently kisses back than pulls away a bit.
"I don't wanna get you sick.." she whines, I shrug.
"I have a tough immune system" I say playfully, kissing down her neck. She kicks her feet a bit and I watch her face turn bright red, she than tugs at my coat.
"W-We can't b-both be sick!" She stutters, I shrug and lean toward her neck again. She gently pushes me away,
"Stoooop" she whines. I frown and she cups my cheeks,
"I love you but we can't both me sick-" she says.
"Fine" I say, cuddling her.
"But imma still cuddle you" I say, grinning. She snuggles my head,
"Deal" she giggles. I snuggle her stomach close, my head on her chest. Her jacket was cold, but it was still nice to hold her. She was much smaller than me, so when we cuddled, her legs were about to the center of my thighs— and my legs stretched further out. It was funny I guess. I never would've met her if it wasn't for this whole apocalypse thing. I smile a bit, feeling her play with my hair.
"Hey Cameron.." she says, her tone darker.
"Yeah?" I ask, looking up at her. She stared at the ceiling,
"What if I'm really sick?"