Dear, Roadkill F*ck Off (Book 1)

Chapter 1

It was late at night during the Zombie Apocalypse.....

I was riding...Well it's more like kidnapped by a group of airheads on my way walking on the highway to look for my sister. With these guys, i ended up sitting next to guy with red hair and glasses along with a few chicks who helped him during the kidnap. I noticed they didn't care to tie me up but they did warn me to not fuck it up.

I took that warning knowingly how scared my ass would be.

I look out the window and i noticed a shadow was standing their from afar with it's hand out. I tried to get a better look at whatever it is. If i even known better, it's probably a damn zombie.

Wait....

Now that i got a better look of it, i lean closer to window and see the shadow figure. It was a man! He stood there under the flicking light beneath him with his arms cross. He didn't look as if he was worried about zombie can possible attack his ass.

His lift up his head a bit and there revealing a extremely hot guy.

He haves jet messy black hair that stops below his ears and his were different colors like one is green and the other blue. He wore a grey hoodie over his head and plain dark colored pants that fit perfectly on him. He looked extremely calm and fearless. He carried a black dirty backpack that looks filled with anything. He held it on the side of his shoulder and it looks like a knife was sicking out from his backpack as well.

"Hey guys! look over there" I overheard one of the girls shouted.

The car jerks a bit. "Shit what the hell Rachel!?" He finally held on to the wheel tight.

The red haired guy glares at me not even saying a word and he kept driving. Why is he looking at mw for?

"Wha-" i was interrupted by slap on my head by the girls. Or I'm guessing the girl named rachel

"shut up bitch don't forget you still being kidnapped. We don't need that-" she suddenly stops what she was saying and pointed at the window. My eyes followed on what she was pointing at. She smiled and leans on the window along with the rest of the girls.

"woah he's pretty cute. Maybe we should help out diana" Said Rachel.

Everyone attention was on the guy, all of us look at the other side of the window. He was still calm and had this dark mysterious aura around him, the orange hair guy chuckles and slowly stopped the car in front of the grey hoodie guy. He hits the break roughly making me and the rest of the girls hitting their heads on the steat.

"Learn how to fucking drive crackhead carl" said the girl with the pixie hair cut.

"Funny that's coming from a bitch who doesn't know how to drive at all" he snaps back. He rolled his eyes and honk to get his attention.

His expression shows a cocky look to himself like he knew they would do it. He smirks and walks close to the car as the red hair guy pull down the window on Rachel side of the passenger seat. His eyes somehow managed to connect to mines first when the window was done. He noticed that and quickly look away pointing his attention on the carl? "Hey, what's the deal kid? Why are you standing there in the middle of night. Mistaken you as a idiot I'm surprised you aren't killed by these walkers" he teases

The boy expression was hard to read, his face was blank and stood there still "do you have any space. I just need to get drop off to the closet gas station" he points straight ahead "It's not that far out recording to my map" he said casually.

The orange guy scoff and look back at the girls who was more focus on looking at the grey hoodie guy.

"How about this, no"

My mouth drop and i wasn't expecting that....

He continues "You already made it this far and you don't look close to being worried about it" he smirks while crossing his arms.

Rachel rolled her eyes and groans "seriously carl? He only needs a quick lift. He looks harmless to me, So why not? I can tell he looks roughing up. It's the nicest thing we can do" Rachel as she reaches down to unlock the car's doors. This doesn't feel right....
I try hard to not think to much about it and the everyone seems to agree expect for carl and me who quietly just listens. Me sitting on the front passenger side, the red hair guy squeezed my thigh and smirk "You know your only mines, right" he said leaning close to my ear but then a loud noise was heard. Sounded like a shot gun coming from grey hoodie hottie. i look out at the window and caught him smiling at me in such a mischievous way.
"sorry, my gun must've went off" he lied and climbed inside. Red hair guy groans "well shit- don't do that again or I'll just break your neck lil prick" he snaps

As he hops in the car, he sit next to the door behind me. I felt a bit scared that im getting kidnapped but the fact they're willingly to help someone was a bit off. I assumed this guy who wants me kidnapped isn't much of a bad guy. Anyway I can't trust anyone except myself in this circumstances. I clench on to my necklace around my neck of my mother. Jesus help me...

"Now tell me hun? What's your name" i heard one of the girls said. He didn't seem to be much of a talker, he ignore them. I wouldnt blame him either "oh not much of a talker i see. I hope to notify that there are zombies outside that area. Good luck" she smirk. I look through the car mirror to see how he reacts. Instead my eyes contacted to him though the mirror reflection. Oh gawd his eyes are so mysterious and fox like

Snap out of it! He's a stranger no matter how cute he is. Like was he really staring at me!? This is fucking crazy let's not put your hopes up

He is a creepy guy after all depites the fact he could be much of a killer than these guys now. She groans "hey porkchop! Don't you want to answer me" she reaches her hand to touch him but suddenly i heard a sound of bones crack. A scream was heard and suddenly it happened so fast i heard 7 shot guns being. My body only frozed....The orange hair guy stop and look back ready to point his gun....

"Bow!"

it was late.....

He was already dead before he could pull the trigger.

I was breathing heavily scared of what he might do to me next. I felt the point of the gun touching the side of my head "you have 1 min to clear out this car. If you try to run off I'm going to kill you" he whispers in my ear. I got off the car and quickly did as he said, the smell of blood was making me wanted to puke. After i was finished i got inside the passenger seat sitting next to the killer. He looks at me and smirk, "hand me my bag back there" he command. I reach to grab his bag as he starts the car and driving off "pull out the spray can"

I started to hesitate looking at him again with wide eyes. Is he really planning to kill me, it's dark outside and i can barely see anything. im sure zombies are near or even thugs!? He glares at me not hesitating to point the gun at me again "give.me.the.spray" it sounded like a warning. Having no other choice i took the spray and handed to him. he shakes the bottle and pointed at me. "W-what are you planning to do sir? " i felt my body was shaking in fear and the palm of my heads already getting sweaty. I'm not ready to die nor do i have to.

I felt myself getting back to normal after he chuckles in my distress "in case you get any idea . I don't someone like you to get in my way." He shavks the bottle once agsin "now rest" he said as he spray it on my face.

I felt my mind was getting dizzy. Mom.....mom...