Cure Me (PewDieCry Fanfic 2)

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"Two hundred and sixty-eight, two hundred and sixty-nine," I really like this little girl but the counting is driving me crazy.

"Penny why don't we play a new game?" Was the sentence said by everyone all day. Two days of walking. One more according to Charlie and we would be there. We were well into the desert now. It was sweltering even though it's autumn. The worst part was the stench of the zombies. They were rotting so much faster in the heat. At least in New York they had still looked human.

Now they were comic book zombies. Arms outstretched. Green monsters. Flesh falling off. Every time I am reminded that I did this to my daughter. You can't restore something this rotten. I kicked one by itself and stabbed it through the skull. The good thing about the desert is that you can see them coming. The bad thing is that they see you from a large radius. It didn't seem like there were that many out here though.

It was officially dark so we made a small fire. Really tiny fire. We cooked some actually good from a can. Not the ration shit we ate all day. Corned beef on crackers was an amazing dinner.

Even Penny couldn't turn her nose up at it.

She was so cute.

I was already so attached to this little girl.

We fell asleep in sleeping bags. Terrible thin sleeping bags on harsh bitumen. I gave penny mine to sleep on to make it softer and slept with just a thin blanket.

Cry eyed me as I gave her it. I still had to carry her all day. My back was very sore. The rocks didn't help.

I didn't sleep much that night. Tomorrow we will arrive. Tomorrow we will arrive.

Tomorrow we will find someone who can find a cure. I'll return and Tayla will be fine again.

I know cry thinks there's no point. Part of me thinks that too.

But hope is what drowns that part of me.

The searing sun woke me. Or maybe it was the gunshot. Probably a mixture of both.

"Good news or bad news," cry asked.

"Good news," I said although it was never good news really.

"The zombie is dead," he gestured to the body on the ground.

"Bad news?" I asked.

"The last of our ammo is in his head," he said apologetically.

"I'm sorry I couldn't stab from here and it was very close to peter," he explained.

"It's fine cry. We just have to hurry now is all," I said.

"I'm really sorry PewDie," he repeated.

"Don't worry about it cry," I smiled at the old joke.

I roused Penny gently and she was still rubbing her eyes as she rested her head on my shoulder. She fell asleep on my back again.

"Do you want me to take her for a bit Pewds?" Cry asked me after an hour.

"No. I'll be fine, thanks Cry," I said.

At mid day we'd only had to beat one zombie to death. It was easy when it was so hot. They just fell apart.

The maggots are probably the worst part.

I covered Penny's eyes everytime we had to.

The relief was overwhelming when we finally saw the shopping centre.

"Oh thank fuck, I thought that place didn't exist," Cry said and I had to agree with him.

As we approached the glass doors a bullet hit the ground in front of it.