Ellie was awoken by her best friend, and zombie survivor, Dylan Matthews. She rubbed her tired eyes, and sat up. She was use to waking up at dawn. But her fifteen year old body sometimes hated it.
''Wake up, sleepy head''. A voice said, from the kitchen. They lived in an apartment, in the middle of town. It was a comfortable one, better than most.
She stretched her arms and legs, and shook her dirty mocha hair. She walked into the kitchen, she found Dylan cooking bacon.
''Hey, you finally got up''. Dylan teased, causing Ellie to roll her eyes. Dylan was fifteen, like her, but he had sandy blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.
''Yeah, because I forced to''. She said, glaring at him. He grinned, and went back to cooking.
''What'cha cooking''. Ellie asked, looking over his shoulder.
''Bacon''. The thought of bacon made her mouth water. She picked a strip of bacon, plopped it into her mouth.
''Wow, someone's hungry''. Dylan said, laughing. Dylan ruffled her sandy brown hair, she playfully slapped it away.
''Yeah, I am''. She agreed. They both sat down in silence, savoring their bacon. After a few minutes of silence, ''Do you want to go out today?''. This to them; means to fight zombies.
''Sure''. She said. They packed things, like Ellie's shot gun and Dylan's pistol. They also packed some food and settled out for the day. It was really sunny, Ellie, who never really complained loved it. She thought sun always brought good things.
For Dylan, he couldn't think about anything grateful for the sun. It was too bright, it hurt his eyes and it made him sweat buckets. But rarely was he thankful for the sun. He knew Ellie loved it though no matter how much she denied it.
''So''. Ellie began, trying to get him to talk, ''It's a nice day''.
''Hmm''. Dylan muttered. She punched his shoulder, which didn't help. Ellie assumed he was still upset about his younger sister, Lucy. Ellie completely adored her, Lucy loved Ellie right back; Lucy is eight but she was super smart she had blue eyes like her older brother, and curly blonde hair. Her soft, round face could get her out of anything. Dylan promised he would protect her, but he failed. They were staying in a super market for the night, Dylan fell asleep by accident, when he woke back up, she was gone. He searched for hours, but she vanished.
''Dly, it isn't your fault, you know''. Ellie reassured him.
He violently shook his head, ''Yes it is, I was an idiot''.
Ellie put a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it gently.
He shrugged it off, ''I don't need your sympathy''.
''Sorry''. She muttered to herself. They strolled in silence when they heard groaning, coming down the old crumpling street. Zombies were dragging their empty bodies toward them, hungry for flesh.
''Ready''? Dylan asked, aiming his gun at the disturbing creatures.
''Yeah''. Ellie said back, firing her shotgun. Down they fell, into nothingness like before. The young teens ran toward an abandon McDonalds. There were a little girl with black hair with white headlights, she was munching on bunger. Ellie knelt down, and ruffled the girl's hair.
''Hi, what are you doing here by yourself''? Ellie asked. The girl shook her head; there was a mark on her neck, a zombie bite. Dylan pulled Ellie away from the girl, ''She's infected, let's get out of here''. Ellie nodded, Dylan grabbed some burgers and two chocolate milk shakes for the both of them. They quickly abandoned the McDonalds.
''Those things are such assholes''. Ellie whispered to herself, unaware that Dylan was listening.
''Sure are'' Dylan said, agreeing. They stole everything from their family, friends, even Ellie's little brother, Matthew. Dylan absentmindedly grabbed Ellie hand. It was warm and soft. Ellie glanced at him and smiled but didn't pull away. Ellie sips on her chocolate milkshake.
''Do you miss Matt''? Dylan asks; Ellie nodded squeezing his hand tightly.
''Yes, of course I do''. Ellie responds, but her voice fades away.
They walked back to their apartment, Ellie crawls into the bed a pulls the cover over her head. She felt the bed sink and arms wrap around her. She sighs and turns to see crystal blue eyes staring at her.
''Dylan''? Ellie asked, nuzzling into his shoulder.
''Yeah''. He replyed.
''Do you think the zombies will ever go away''? She asked quietly.
''I don't know, Ellie, I really don't know''. He whispered.
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