Chapter sixty two

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Brian peeked outside seeing it was just a few zombies on the street now and turned looking at them seeing Arlan was worse and almost falling asleep but Lui wouldn't let him ''Lui, he either needs sleep or you gotta let go.'' Lui got up and pulled Brock away from Arlan ''You didn't spend a year with him in your house.'' Brian stepped over to them ''He's suffering Lui, he's in pain.'' Lui looked over to him and started to tear up then looked down, Brian walked over to Arlan sitting in front of him ''Don't.'' they looked over hearing him ''When I fall asleep you'll have about 5 seconds to kill my brain.'' Arlan explained and looked at Brian.

Brian nodded and Arlan finally laid down, Lui couldn't stay in the room so he ran upstairs, Brock followed him up, Brian got up and went into the kitchen grabbing a knife bringing it back to Arlan, he shut his eye's and Brian looked away not sure if he could actually kill him, he listened carefully hearing his breathing stop mid way, he hung his head before resting a hand on his chest before pushing the knife past his skull. His hand shook as he pulled it out and set it on the ground, he got up breathing in before walking upstairs seeing Brock standing outside a door which was open. He stopped and looked in past him seeing Lui looking at a picture.

He started going into the room but Brock stopped him shaking his head when Brian looked at him, Brock then brought him down stairs ''He found a picture of him Arlan, and David.'' Brian looked back up ''Is he ok to be left alone?'' Brock looked at him ''I think that's the best right now.'' he explained lightly and they looked up the stairs ''We need to get to the others, I hate being separated.'' Brian said crossing his arms, Brock nodded ''Me too, but Lui isn't in any shape to move, it's just like when we lost David, he's gonna be speaking for longer now.'' Brian looked up the stair's seeing Lui standing there. Brock turned also seeing him ''Let's go.'' he said holding the picture still.

He walked past them grabbing the bag and went to the front door, the two ran after him, Brian grabbed the knife off the ground as Lui opened the door. He stepped outside as if not caring anymore, he went into the street alerting all the zombie's, Brian ran out after him and stabbed one of them that was going after Lui ''Lui stop!'' Brock yelled, Brian turned around ''I don't need them going for you too.'' Brian snapped and grabbed his hand running after Lui, he grabbed him making him look at him ''You're still alive!'' he yelled trying to get that into his head.

''Then how come I feel dead?'' he asked and Brian was shocked by his answers Brock looked around seeing more zombie's coming but they were now walking, that was until he saw one dashing towards them, he grabbed the knife from Brian's hand and swung back killing the zombie just as it got to them, they looked over seeing a door open and saw Jon and Evan run out going over to them, with knives of their own ''We need to move.'' Evan said killing the walker closing in. Brian grabbed Lui's arm and pulled him down the street while the three watched around them killing any zombie's that got to close. As they walked down the street they saw the house at the end of the street and the front door opened, Tyler got Craig down the step's and started killing the remaining zombies around them.

They met up in the street then Brock smiled ''Car.'' they looked over and smiled running over, Brian shoved Lui towards the car and Evan stopped him ''Why are you being so rough with him?'' he asked stopping Brian ''Ask him why he look's so sad?'' Brian said pointing at Lui ''Can we not do this now?'' Craig said looking around, Brian looked at him ''If you start being suicidal then I'm sorry but I'm gonna be a lot rougher.'' Lui stepped towards him ''Did you lose someone you loved?'' he asked yelling almost ''Did you lose someone who you were in love with because someone can't hold his fucking temper!?'' he yelled pointing at Tyler, he then looked at them all.

''I have every right to not be happy, I have every right to say I don't wanna fucking live anymore on this broken fucking rock!" he yelled his eye's getting more watery ''Don't tell me what I can and can't do Brian, you have no fucking idea what the hell I am going threw.'' he yelled and went to the car opening the door fast getting inside, Brock sighed and walked to the door getting in a long with everyone else leaving Brian outside, he groaned and walked over getting into the passengers seat beside Evan who took the drivers seat, he tried starting the car and saw there was still some juice in it, he smiled slightly and started driving knowing it wouldn't be long before it died on them.

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