Ain't a world for the living

1.5 - Braineaters

Josephine's P.O.V.

I refused to think over the last hours. Like I said, it's me versus them. I was hungry and tired. And sadly I didn't know where to go. They were driving like freaking maniacs and all I knew was that their camp was situated on a farmer's field. The farm itself was eviscerated like a goat; the wood was in 'good use' for the fire places.

But I praised the lord just after I could sneak out of the RV and grabbed two heavy and large bags. Fore or five caravans were situated in a semi cylce and the doors were open, signalising that no one was in. I sneaked behind one of them, and started to rifle through the bags. "You gotta be kidding me!" I cursed under my breath.

"Hey sweetie, I have a task for you- what the hell?" Barney, that's how the leader of this 'gang' was called, stood aside of me, his beer belly barely covered by the large flannel hemd and the dirty white shirt. He had a pistol raised on the height of his belly button, my finger ready to pull the trigger. With one movement the pistol fell in the mud directly under the RV, out of my reach. That fat man sat on my thighs, grabbing my hair and slamming my head onto the floor repeatedly. "Next time I'm gonna kill ya, got it?" "I am not your stupid maid!" I yelled back at him and somehow managed to kick him where the sun wouldn't shine for a few days. He fell on his back, groaning and clutching his crotch. Standing up and grabbing the one useful bag, I spit next to his face. "You remind me of my greatuncle. He was a bastard like you were." With one final kick in his belly I grabbed the strap tighter and sneaked to the next empty RV, taking a look around.

You could practically see everything in an area of five miles. The farm, two barns and a meadow – for the cows that used to be there I guess – and the field the gang was living on. It wouldn't be easy fighting off 13 of them. My mind was running wild – it could be good meeting with Rick and the others again. But first of all – how do I get away from here? The cars were to loud and I didn't want to walk, either, so...

"Braineaters!" A desperate yell echoed from the farm. Spinning around, I cursed again. Oh well, my parents wouldn't be happy about my behaviour. Biters were roaming the area. "Get into the RV, girl! We're leaving!" No shit. I sighed and ran in the opposite direction the voice came from. I hadn't had a chance to leave. "Hey, are you deaf? We're leaving, get in!"

"Or what?!" I spun around and showed him the finger. The man growled and walked towards me. He stopped when he saw the bag full of weapons and ammo. "We can-" "Shut up and let me go." My voice was harsher and stronger than I thought. "But-" "Let me go or I will shoot you in your stomach, jerk!" I yelled and aimed a gun at him.

Next thing I know is I'm tied up and land on my stomach in a moving vehicle. What a f***ed up day it is.

Hey ho, peeps! Soooo here's a little little tiny chapter. Barely 600 words but I wanted to do a little chapter out of Josie's P.O.V. Next will be longer, I promise. And there might be some fluff or romance in it ;) I hope you'll like it because I feel like it might become something :D Share and vote if you like it.

~Panda