Authors Note: Hey y'all. This is my first FanFiction- so judge and review in a gentle way please. This story is filled with OCs, but no worries. They'll meet the group eventually.
Prologue:
She had thought they would grow old together. Sitting on the porch of a simple southern home, in their hand crafted rocking chairs. In a way, the did age with one another. But not in the way they should have. This world, if one could even call it that, was ravaged by undead souls. They fed on the living, there was no hope. But the two of them? They pushed on, just as they always had. This is how they grew old together... Only to perish.
Present:
It was one of those sweet summer nights in the southern town of Perry, Georgia. A teenage girl and her boyfriend laid in the grass of his fathers field. Stargazing. That was what they loved most and so they did this together. The stars shone brightly and caused the female youths eyes to
Prologue
She had thought they would grow old together. Sitting on the porch of a simple southern home, in their hand crafted rocking chairs. In a way, the did age with one another. But not in the way they should have. This world, if one could even call it that, was ravaged by undead souls. They fed on the living, there was no hope. But the two of them? They pushed on, just as they always had. This is how they grew old together... Only to perish.
Present:
It was one of those sweet summer nights in the southern town of Perry, Georgia. A teenage girl and her boyfriend laid in the grass of his fathers field. Stargazing. That was what they loved most and so they did this together. The stars shone brightly and caused the female youths eyes to twinkles. Laying on his side,all the boy could do was watch the glimmering young woman.
"You love them, don't you?" He asked her slowly. She just gave him her signature grin, the one that drove all the boys wild. He scooted closer to her as she pointed out the Big Dipper, her favorite constellation. "Why does that make me feel so safe?" She murmured as she grabbed his hand. Tingles shot through his body and he interlaced their fingers. They both sat up slowly and he put an arm around her as she cuddles closer. She rested her head on his strong, broad shoulders.
Once more he glanced lovingly at her. He swallowed quickly, and cleared his throat. It was her turn to look at him. "I think.. I think.. Just maybe.." He stammered until she cut him off with a gentle kiss. He broke the kiss and grabbed her shoulders in all seriousness. 'Heck, I'm just gonna spit it out.' He said harshly to himself.
"I think I love you." It came out in a rushed mess that caused her to giggle. He swore under his breath and peered into her large, doe eyes. They were what had drawn him to her in the first place.
Flashback:
It had been the second football of their freshman year. It was a home game at Perry County High School, home of the lions. The home side was vividly filled with dark green and black, the schools colors. The score? 21-0, Lions. It seemed he remembered each individual detail. He sat with his friends as he watched his brother, senior quarterback Samuel Smith, score yet another touchdown. He jumped up to cheer, filled with pride. His friends jealously and jokingly teased him, and he blushed.
He went to the concession stand for some nachos, and on the way back he wasn't paying attention and bumped into her. He dropped the nachos, but caught the girl. (This was of course his favorite way of telling people how they had gotten together.)
"I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He remembered asking. She scoffed, pulled herself free and sashayed off. After that, all bets were off. She had to be his, there were no doubts in his mind.
He came back to his friend, and looked for her in the crowd. He spotted her, pointed at her, and asked if his friends knew who mystery girl was. "Her!?" His best friend, Jacob, laughed. He shook his head. "That's Ivy Wilson. Her sister is a varsity cheerleader. The junior? Allison Wilson? The one Roger is crazy about?" Jacobs twin brother, Jackson, said as Roger elbowed him. "What's not to like about Allison Wilson?" She shrugged in reference to the blonde, curvy girl with big brown eyes. "Yeah yeah. Whatever. What about her sister?" He impatiently asked. "Oh man. She's just as fine as the older one. Can't wait until she's older. She's a freshman like us. She's not a cheerleader however." Roger replied. "Who's is she?" Jackson asked, as if she were land or cattle. "As far as I know, she's free." Jacksons twin brother responded. "Not for long." The boy said, making his way to her. "Dude wait!" Roger called after him. He was headed for trouble.
Ivy casually chatted with her best friend Anna and the drooling boys that surrounded them. Anna was a cheerleader on the JV team, though only a freshman. She was a brunette with big blue eyes and blindingly white smile. Ivy felt plain compared to her. She had long, wavy jet black hair that paired with emerald green eyes. She saw the boy who had almost spilled nachos on her and poked Anna. "That's him." She said in an aggravated whispered. Anna's eyes grew even larger with delight. "He's cute." She squealed. Ivy scoffed again and sat up primly. The boy drew nearer before he arrived and took a seat by Ivy.
"Umm. Hey. I'm sorry about bumping into you earlier." He said coolly. "It's fine."Ivy said quickly before twisting the other way. "I didn't catch your name." He continued to try. "It's Ivy. Ivy Wilson." She spoke crisply. "I'm Chris Smith." At the mention of this, Anna practically jumped in his lap. "Chris Smith? As in, Samuel Smith? THE quarterback?" She chirped happily. He nodded and pushed her gently away. "Well, I'll see y'all later. Bye Ivy." Chris said before retreating back to his friends. Anna prissily laughed. "He's so into me." She giggled. Ivy rolled her eyes and watched Chris for a few minutes as he walked away...
Present:
"You don't love me." She said, sobering up all seriousness. He looked a little hurt. "Ivy. We've been together for two and a half years. I think I'm starting to." She did her trademark scoff and moved away. "That's BS and you know it." Chris took a deep breath. He swooped her up bridal style as she protested, demanding to be put down. He plopped her into the back of his pick up truck as climbed up with her. She pulled her knees close to her chest and huffed. "I didn't mean to make you mad or scare you. I just said exactly what I was feeling. Like you always tell me to do.'" He said gently. "I didn't think you'd go that far." She sadly whispered. "You don't trust me, do you?" Chris asked, hurt. "I trust you completely. With my life. I just feel.. I don't know." She struggled with the words.
"I think I know how I feel." He finally spoke, and edge in his voice. She looked at him sharply. "I wanna believe you. But you're being a jerk." She snarled. "Why are you getting mad?" He calmly asked. "I'm not. I'm sorry. I think-" her sentence was cut of by a yelp of surprise. 'What was that!?' She thought to herself. The truck shook as something bumped against it. Chris grabbed her wrist protectively. "Shh." He put a finger to his lips.
A moan came from the creature that had shook the truck. Ivy whirled around to see it. She let out a little scream when she saw it. It was a man. But could she even call it that? There was blood rushing down it's face, giant bites taken out of it's skull and shoulder. Then end was here and she knew it.