" I really do not want to stay here. It's so depressing " Ellie whined, bothering me for what seemed like the millionth time. I was one, stupid, sarcastic comment away from strangling her to death.

" Yeah? Well, there's the fuckin' door. Feel free to use it " I snapped, a little cranky since the whole incident.

Well, my fuckin' best friend just got kidnapped right in front of me. I don't think I'm supposed to be happy about that.

Ellie gave me a nasty look, before exiting the room.

I had decided to stay in Skrills house for a little longer, since I knew we were going to instantly perish if we stepped outside. Porter and Anton were fine with it, But Ellie was my problem. She would never stop bitching. She bitched about the smell outside. She bitched about the food we were forced to eat. She even bitched about the game plan I had to rescue Sonny. I had lost all respect for her then.

I seriously told her that I wouldn't give a fuck if she got her face chewed off by a fuckin' zombie. She cried, but I didn't give one fuck.

I stretched, cracking my over stressed muscles. Fuck, sometimes I couldn't even get myself up anymore. I had to like, rip my bones into place every morning. Probably cause I haven't slept in like… 4 days.

I yawned, rubbing my eyes, to only get dirt in them.

" Joe? " I heard Anton mumble from the outside of my… room I guess.

" Come on In Anton " I called out, smiling once he opened the door, and came in.

" What'cha need? " I asked swiveling around in my chair.

" Well… You know how you're looking for Sonny, right? "

" Mhm "

" Well… How are you going to do it? You have no idea where he went… " Anton mumbled.

" Well, I- " I blinked. How was I going to do this? Fuck, Anton was right.

The little German sighed unhappily at my silence. I knew what he was feeling. Stupid for thinking he could trust someone like me. And he was right to feel that way.

" I… Actually don't know I'm going to find him " I admitted, glancing down at my blood covered shoes.

He smiled, putting his little hand on my shoulder.

" I'm sure you'll find a way "

But I knew I wasn't. And he probably knew it too. It really fuckin' sucks to know that people are depending on you. Putting their lives in your hands, when you can't even take care of yourself. That's exactly what Porter Anton and Ellie did. And they knew that I haven't even done one single thing to make this fuckin' planet a better place.

Fuck, I could already feel the depression kicking in.

" Joel, Are you alright? "

I blinked, before smiling down at him.

I hope he didn't notice that it was the most stupidest shit i could pull off.

" I'm perfectly fine " I muttered, shooing him out of the room.

I sighed softly, before taking my phone out. I got service in Sonny's house. Most places, I didn't get shit. I tossed the black iPhone on the desk, before slumping back into the crooked swivel chair.

I had no idea what the fuck I was doing. I was just stalling until eventually one of these fuckin' zombies came and ate my face off. I just hoped that day would come soon, since I really couldn't take all this bullshit.

I was seriously about to go and shoot myself in the face, before I heard the most annoying ring, That I haven't heard in ages.

My phone.

Rob. Rob was calling me. Rob is fucking calling me.

I dove for the desk, grabbing my phone, and pressing answer.

" YES? YES? ROB - HELLO? " I practically screamed.

" Joel? Hey, I got some awesome news! "

" Really, what is it?! "

" I think I know where Sonny is at! "