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Life Screws All

Screw all of this. Literally. Because of what I did to Jackson, I got punished. Another mark against my glorious reputation. Then I got poked with a broom by Chlesea as a wake up call and everyone was afraid of me, excpet Jackson. He might've flinched a few times when I swung my hand around but he was more pissed at me than anything. We were accually sitting and eating breakfast. That was a first since I've been here. Jackson would always make me grab a bannana and eat it on the way. Did I mention that along with hating raisons, bannanas also rank to things most hated pretty, high up there? Well, now you know. I sat next to Jessa, who nuzzled into me and kept one of her arms wrapped around one of mine. However, we sat at a long table and Jessa wasn't the only one by me. Jackson sat across, who I ignored, then Sashsa, Chelsea, and Carlos who only stared at me and ignored me. Just a little P.S. note, they have to go zombie clearing with me from now on. Lets just say that if one of them disapear, than I'm screwed and Anthony and Doc, who are held captive, gets killed.

I held onto Jessa and kissed her forehead. I love her so much. I looked into her eyes. "I love you." She looked right back into my eyes, "Love you too." I hugged her completly forgetting all the eyes staring at me. Her grip around me was tight and strong. We released and I started to shovel dry Frosted Flakes into my mouth. "Are you leaving again?" She suddenly asked me. I looked back down at her and didn't know what to say. Her little eyes looked at me like a puppy pleading to share some of my food. I opened my mouth and her face got even more pleading. I didn't even think that that was possible. It was hurting me to look at her. "I-I am. But I'm gunna get back quick. You won't even notice I'm gone." I managed to get in a quick moment. "Yes I will. I'll noitice." Her words hit me like bricks.

Then she started doing the unthinkable. She began to cry. Warm tears began to drip on my arm and the side of my shirt began to get wet. I happened to glance up and saw Sasha giving me a death glare. I looked back down and tried to comfort her but now that there was pressure, I wasn't sure if I could do anything right without messing up because I don't ususally turn into superman in these situations. Then it hit me, a sudden clarity. Caring about what others thought was something I did in my past. A past that was dead and gone, and with that single thought, I was able to say what needed to be said.

"Stop." My voice harshly and quickly stated. My tone of voice demanded her attention. She stopped and looked at me. "Crying is useless. I'm going reguardless of what you say. I'm going out there and I'm gonna do what I have too. I don't need your opinion. And when I'm done, we'll be free and I won't ever have to leave you again." I finished and did so without caring about how everyone looked at me when I was finished. I didn't care if they thought I was too harsh on a little girl. I turned away from my sister who was bawling so hard that she couldn't make a noise and stared straight at Jackson, Sasha and Chelsea who were looking at me. Carlos was just staring at his food. Smart boy. Sasha started to say something but I cut her off. "Do you really think that being easy on her will help her stay alive in this world?" I asked harshly and not intending Sasha to answer. The words seemed to freeze in her throat and her face fell in defeat. "That's what I thought." venom still oozing with each word spoken. I kissed Jessa's head and stood up. "Time to go." I ordered. Fantastic. I managed to start the day by making my sister cry while simaltaniously pissing everyone else off. I went to Dred's office and picked up my ax along with a handful of other weapons. However, while I was at Dred's place, guess who I saw? Good job genius, it was Dred. "I heard you K.O.'d Jackson." He sounded amused. "but you do realize that he's your scout correct? He could get you killed if he wanted." I looked at Dred straight in the eyes and spoke directly to him because I knew that the whole message he was trying to say to me. He wanted me to die. "Screw you."

Dred was staring me right back with a smirk plastered on his face. I turned around and waved while I walked out. Dred wolf whistled. I rolled my eyes even though he didn't see it. Even though I hated him and he was the reason I was trapped here, I knew that he knew exactly what he was doing. He is smart and manipulates people without even thinking about it. I wonder if the people know this but they just stay here because its safe.

I walked outside and waited for everyone to come,which sucked because it seemed that they were actually listening to my commands. Sasha had a mace, Chelsea had two machetes while good Ol' Carlos sported boxing gloves with spikes. My eyebrows lifted. Dang! Carlos is pretty hard core. I mean don't get me wrong, a mace and machetes are cool too, but something about boxing gloves was way cooler. Either cool or suicidal. I looked at the cloudy sky. Crap, it's probably going to rain. I looked at everyone and without saying anything took off down the road. Time to go release some stress.

------a few moments later----

I shivered. Something bad is coming. I cut down into the undead's heads and blood covered the already filthy street. I looked over to see Carlos bashing a zombs head in. I laughed. It was ironic. The fact that the only way I was able to have friends, who really aren't my friends, and to hang out with them would be in a zombie apocolspe killing zombies. I tried to play off my bad feeling but, it wouldn't go away. My radio buzzed. "About ten more zombs heading your way. Looks clear for a bit after that." "Thanks" I called back to Jackson even though I could care less about that report. The only thing I wanna hear from that walkie talkie is one that's telling me, we're done.

The thing is, its been a while since we've stayed in one place. On top of that, I'm in the city, which is filled with the undead, mad dogs, and who knows what else. When there is an abundance of people in one place, for far too long, things don't hold steady for far too long. Life screws all, or is it just the zombies?