You woke up with bright lights shining down in your eyes. You squint away and sit up. It's a white room. 'Am i in an asylum?' you think to yourself. Suddenly a migraine hits you. You look to the right and there's a window to another room. It's dark but you can slightly see the outline of a man laying on a bed.
'preston' you knew instantly. You banged on the window and Preston fell on the floor. Idiot. "Zoe!" "Preston what happened?" " That guy knocked you out with some injection. I jumped at him and he nearly shot me in the throat. Then he injected me too." Preston moved his new white shirt, revealing the graze mark of a bullet on his neck.
"Stop almost dying cus of me. Stop almost dying period." a small laugh escaped his lips. "Sorry, I'll try harder next time." The smile faded as this thoughts began to spin on circles. The look on his face gave away he was about to ask the inevitable.
"how do you know him? What happened when you were a kid?" Your breath hitched. You prayed this day would never come. You didn't want to remember. But it was hard to forget something you see almost every night. "He took me from my mom. Hurt me. A woman there helped him. But he forced her to help or else she would have died. She saved me. She chose me over her own life and helped me escape. She paid the price..." Your eyes began to water as you looked to the floor.
"He tried to say he was my real dad. I never believed him. It kind of made sense once i got older, but my mom never told me it was true, so i don't know. I won't ever believe it was. Because my dad was the greatest man I knew. I've known my dad as my dad since i was born. It couldn't be possible Garnet is my dad. Not unless-"
The thought made you sick, the thought he could've done the same to your mother, and your dad never knew. Or maybe he did. But surely you would've known too?
"I'll beat him til he chokes on his last, bloody breath." "You can't kill everyone who hurts me Pres. If zombies didn't do it, You'd kill the entire population." "For you, I would." you stopped breathing for a moment. "And since when do you care about people?" You released the breath as a laugh. "Fair point. But i care about you, Isabella, Emma, My mom, Dad." Preston shakes his head smiling.
"Other than us." " Again, fair point." " Exactly." both doors to your rooms open. "Come with us" a woman in a ripped brown jacket and very revealing shorts says. ' Her hair is messier than this situation.' you try not to stare at her rats nest. She definitely never took care of it even before the apocalypse.
You and preston walk side by side once you reach the hallway. He takes your hand in his and squeezes it. "her hair looks like a mangled cat that got hit by a semi truck going 200 miles per hour" Preston whispers to you. "she definitely has lice. Maybe even worms in there."
Preston shivered at the thought of insects. Zombies, fine, but god forbid a ladybug looks at him, and makes him cry. Atleast you didn't find bugs nasty like preston. The thought amused you to no end, but you wouldn't tell him that.
" Garnet wants to see both of you. Have a little chat i suppose." her voice is high pitched. You could've sworn you felt blood in your eardrums. "can i please shove my hand down her throat and rip her voice box out?" you whisper to preston. " Be my guest." you punch the air in excitement since he finally agreed to one of your awful plans.
"You're so weird." "Not weird, just gay." "Me too." "WHAT!?" you accidentally yell. " I was kidding, Idiot. If i was gay i wouldn't love you the way i do." he puts his arm around you so you wrap your arms around him. " And to be fair you're pan. But just know, I'll fight every cooking utensil for your love." A smiles plays on your lips.
"Peter pan that's what they me. Promise that you'll never be lonely. Ever si-" "Shut up." "Make me you dumb whore." "I would but sadly we're not alone." He winks at you and you definitely blushed. You hear preston trying to hide his laugh so you punch him in the side. "Whos laughing now bitch."
"Please quit acting like children. What are you 20 something? Grow up. Because here, you need to act your age or else you'll be killed. Whether it's by no-brains or someone in here." 'i wanna rip her fucking face off'. Preston definitely knew what you were thinking. "No, Zoe." "Why?" "Not now." "Fine. But for the record im 18. So suck-" you move your finger in a circle motion, before stopping it right in her face. "my dick."
"Excuse me?" "You're excused hobbit hole looking bitch." preston couldn't contain his laughter. He was pretty much scream laughing. You smirked at the woman as she stared with her mouth dropping to the floor. " How dare y-" "Elaine what the hell is taking so long!?" Garnet yells from down the hall.
"These two are-" "I don't really give a rats ass. Hell they're all probably living in that hair of yours." you and preston laugh even harder. You both slowly entire the office like room and turn serious. 'Are we gonna die?'
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A/n: oh the jokes in this chapter. I thought about changing them, especially the cooking utensil and hobbit hole ones. But sometimes i reread these books and get a good laugh at the cringe sense of humor. I feel like the cringe humor makes sense for these two. And I would just like to defend the stereotypical pan joke by saying i am pan myself XD i love making the joke. I think if i did release these books professionally however, i would make changes to them. Anyways, halfway through rewriting! And onto book two 🥺 how are we doing so far???
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zombie apocalypse | the fallen (book One) [REWRITING]
HorrorFirstly, A trigger warning for mental health/ self inflicted wounds when reading. you're only 18 years old. your name is zoe. you always had a love for the apocalypse but didn't think it would truly happen. and you slowly learn that nobody is who t...