Chloe's POV
I quickly scooted away. I thought the others burned it! This can't be happening!
I looked around me, I saw 3 walkers crawl out. I sprinted and ripped their heads off in 3 seconds. 1 second for each walker.
My hands were covered in their blood. I picked some snow off the ground to wash the blood off. I gasped when it started burning my hands. I dropped it immediately. I growled in annoyance.
Crap. The whole area is covered in it. I started walking and some snow got in my boot.
I yellled in pain. I sprinted (vamp) to the prison. I took my boot off and saw my skin burning and red. Good thing I'm in my cell.
Dad ran up to me confused.
"What de hell happen'd?" Dad said glancing at my blood coated sleeve.
"I fell on a pointy stick, I'm fine though." I said showing him both my hands.
He nodded and asked suspiciously,
"Where's the cut?"
"My arm I already bandaged it." I lied quickly. He nodded once again and left.
I sighed and sat on my bottom bunk to lye down. I wish I could just have a normal life. I heard footsteps and saw Carl walk in.
"Go away." I told him.
"No. I'm not leaving until we are completely fine. I feel like your mad still." He demanded.
"Carl-"
"I'm not leaving." He said while sitting down beside me. He is so stubborn.
"Why did you even push me? What did I even do to you?" I say up and turned my head to look at him. We were like 3 inches apart.
"I don't know" He whispered. I pulled back and away from him.
I didn't say anything. I saw him turn a deep shade of red. This is awkward...
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Edited- 4.24.16 holy shit guys we have grown so much
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Alone and Scared
Fanfiction15 year old Chloe has been living alone in the woods during a zombie apocalypse. Her parents were bit and her brother has been missing ever since her old group separated after a herd of zombies came through. She's scared and cold and lives alone. Wh...
