Me Vs Zombies [Book 1 & 2]

[Book 2] Chapter 1

So I have a very short chapter ahead for you all and actually, after a long think, a short novel, I was kind of thinking this story might be only 20 chapter to 30 because this story wont have a big plot, just a few little ones that'll make you all gasp.

Thanks anyway, guys, also I just wanted to say now...

26/10/12 -- I've wrote down in my writing journal the entire storyline, whats going to happen, whos going to die etc etc then a few weeks later The Walking Dead season 3 started, and honest to god so far we have the exact storyline. >:( I'll have to change it now or else I'll be done for copyright...

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The blade is silver.

The blade is fast.

The blade will cut you open before you even know its there.

The blade is cunning.

The blade is frightening.

The blade saved my life once.

But the blade also ended it.

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It's been a week since the attack but the group still remains quiet. For more reasons than just overwhelming sadness of the deaths that have struck us. They're scared for themselves, for their childrens and partners. I've seen how some look at me now, Debra's one of the worst, they look at me as if I'm a killer, a ruthless, merciless killer with no shame.

I hate that that's how they see me now.

It's not my fault what happened, It may seem cliche but it is truly my hearts fault.

I fell in love with a time bomb you see and as my memory starts returning, my love triples at the good memories I've had.

I saw little Luke this morning for the first time, he's refused to see me after me being prepared to leave him the day of the fight.

I feel so filled with guilt over what I had to do but I felt that I needed to at the time my head was confused but I'm fine now and will fight -body and soul- for who I love.

I love Luke.

I love Charlotte.

I love the group.

But I also love Daryl.

Everyday now though, Daryl changes a bit more, I can see him loosing himself behind his beautiful hazel eyes.

I can only hope if salvation comes, it comes before I have to do something about him.

All the best,

Payton.

I closed the book of my diary slowly and slid it underneath my bed before looking up again with tears stinging at my eyes.

I turned to my side and stared at my sleeping lover all spread out across our bed.

He looked so peaceful, so sweet and innocent. Not at all like the real Daryl at all, you see.

I curled back down till I was laid perfectly on my back and sighed.

The last week truly has been difficult what with everyone kind of keeping to themselves a lot more and also with Eugene and Charlotte being a bit tense with each other as well.

I think everything that has happened has hit the group hard, and they've never experianced anything like it before.

And not to mention the danger Daryl is to this group, the meeting off what they plan to do with him still hasn't took place and everytime little Luke sees the two of us together his eyes fill with hate.