The Zombies Over There

Living Person

Cameron's POV
5:00 Pm Thursday December 5th

I slowly open the door and smile at Jay, than growl at Lewis. His arm was wrapped around her. I stare for a bit, than get a dark idea— a really bad one. I could kill Lewis— I mean, he wasn't helping us in anyway anymore. He's just dead weight now. And we could all use his stuff. Sam was asleep, they were all sleep. I could quickly do it— if they caught me, oh well. They can't kick me out. I slip into the dark room and shut the door behind me, Lewis was on his side. I could suffocate him— yeah, I can do that. I grab a spare pillow and slowly approach him, I hover over him and hold it out, taking a deep breath.
"Cameron!" Jay hisses, grabbing the pillow. I look up at her in shock, she just stares back, terrified.
"I uh.." I start, but she cuts me off.
"What the hell.?!" She hisses again, I glance at Lewis.
"I was ganna.. um.." I mumble,
"Kill him?!" She growls. I nod slowly, she points to the door.
"Get out!" She growls, I shake my head and go over to her, she looked terrified. I softly grabbed her hand and she yanked it away,
"I'm sorry, Okay..?" I whisper.
"I wasn't thinking straight.." I add slowly.
"Damn right" she hisses, I wrap my arms around her and she tenses.
"It's okay.." I whisper, rubbing her back. She nods a bit. I softly kiss her and she kisses back. We continue this kiss for a while until she completely calms down, and I completely relax. I pull away and softly kiss down her neck, she tenses and slides her hand into my hair. I rest one of my hands on her waist, and in response she lets out a quiet noise. She gently tugged at me hair and glanced at Lewis, I got the hint. I pull away and grunt,
"Cameron.." she whispers. I got off her and growled at her,
"Lewis needs to rest" She hisses a bit.
"Whatever" I grunt, she grips my sleeve.
"Knock it off with you attitude" she growls, coughing. Than, for a split second I forget everything and anything, and out of anger, I grip her hair and tug. Hard. She lets out a shriek and covers her head, Lewis shifts a bit and I take a step back. When Lewis stops moving, I look back at Jay. She was staring at me in fear, tears threatening her eyes.
"..I'm so sorry" I whisper, she wipes her eyes and scoots against the bed frame.
"Get out" She says, I inhale sharply and leave. Heading into the living room, I didn't mean to do that. At all. She just upset me— a lot. I love Jay, I wouldn't hurt her. Ever. I glance at Sam who was in deep sleep on the couch, than I jump when I hear a knock at the door. I stumble toward it and grab Jay's axe, opening it fast. There stood a boy, slightly shorter than me. Dark dark hair with nice light eyes, pale skin with light freckles, his nose and cheeks a dark red, under his eyes dark bags. He was wearing an army coat with sweatpants, dried blood on his cheek and going down the left side of his body.
"It's so nice to see a living person again" he laughs.