The streets were swarming with the infected. Every where I looked there was the undead. Me, Caleb, Jesse, and Luke were currently crouched behind a car as we shot at the infected. Just three weeks ago I was in the warmth of my home with my fiancé planning our wedding.. Now I'm kicking some zombie ass, not knowing if he is alive anymore.

I stood up quickly and lit a pipe bomb. I threw it about ten yards away and ducked behind the cover of the vehicle again. The growling and moaning of the infected filled the night air. They seemed more riled up at night.

We ran out from the cover of the car and headed towards a convenient store. With two pistols in my hands, a knife in my boot, and a machete attached to my thigh, I was running well with weapons. I turned around and shot an infected right in between the eyes before it could reach me.

I turned back around to see that the others waited for me out side of the store. I ran ahead of them and threw the door open. I froze in fear for a split second as I came face to face with a smoker. I screamed as its tongue wrapped around me and it sunk its teeth into my neck.

"Bree!" I heard Jesse scream out my name as he shot at the smoker. I could feel the smokers claws did into my sides. I fell to the ground when the smoker fell. I was pulled away from the smokers lifeless body and dragged into the safe room that was on the second floor of the store. It looked like an apartment.

Caleb tried his best to clean me up and then Luke dressed my wounds. I was fading in and out of consciousness. I could faintly hear the others whispering to one another.

"Is she okay?" Jesse asked.

"Question is, is it safe for her to be here with us? She was bit after all." That one I could tell was Luke. We never really got along. He hated the fact that I was a girl and could slow them down. Which I did.

I reached up and cupped my neck. If I died, would I see him again? But what if he isn't dead? I could feel my eyes tear up. No... He had to be alive. He had to. I won't stop believing till I see proof that he's gone from the world of the living.

"We should just end her while she's weakened." Luke growled out.

"How could you say that? She's our friend!" Jesse shot back at him.
Caleb sighed. Did they not know I could hear them from the other room?

"Luke's right Jesse. If she turns, we're as good as dead." Caleb spoke out. He was the oldest of us all. Caleb at age 42, Luke at 35, Jesse at 26, and myself at 22.

Jesse grunted. "What if she is immune? You would be killing an innocent!"

"She has till morning. If she is still too weak to move, I'll end her." Luke said. His foot steps could be heard walking away and it sounded like he sat down on something. "Everyone get some sleep."

I noticed that I was in a bed room. I was scared. I knew very well that if I stayed here, Luke and Caleb would kill me in the morning.

The rooms door creaked open and I closed my eyes and pretended to be out cold. I felt the bed lower under someones weight and felt someone check the bite on my neck and sigh. Hearing the sigh my fears disappeared. I opened my eyes and looked straight into steel blue eyes.

"We need to get out of here." Jesse told me. He helped me sit up and I noticed I wasn't wearing my black tank top. My sides and chest were wrapped up in bandages. But I still had my pants.

He helped me stand up and left me by the wall so I had support. He went to the closet and grabbed a backpack that he found. He put some clothes in the backpack and froze. He looked over in my direction and walked over to me.

"I'll be right back." He handed me the bag and walked over to the door. My eyes widened. What the fuck is he doing? He walked out and within a few minutes I started to freak out a bit.

I dropped the backpack and grabbed the closest thing to me that I could use as a weapon. I stood there next to the door with a lamp in my hands and when the door opened I waited til I could see the person.

My body relaxed when I saw it was only Jesse. He smiled at me and went over to pick up the backpack. His arms were full of water bottles and power bars. He put them in the bag and helped me put our weapons into the bag also. We walked, or limped, over to the window.

"We are on the second floor!" I whispered to him.

"Yeah, well I'm not walking past the two in the living room. Now get your skinny white ass out that window and down the side of the building. I'll help." He assured me.

I frowned but nodded my head. I painfully made my way out the window and hooked my fingers over the window sill and lowered my body. As I hung there, Jesse grabbed my wrists and lowered me some more. I was a good three feet off the ground.

"Can ya drop from here?" He asked me. I looked down and nodded. He released one wrist and I placed my hand flat against the wall. When he released the second one, I fell to the ground landing on my feet. I grunted in pain as my side muscles pulled and looked up to see Jesse leaning out the window with the backpack dangling from his hands.

I took a quick sweep of the area and turned back to Jesse. I opened my arms and he dropped the bag down to me. I caught it with ease and set it down next to me. I looked around again and turned back to watch Jesse hang from the window like I did.

He unfortunately didn't land on his feet. I winced when I heard his ass hit the pavement. He groaned and curled into a ball as he held his ass cheeks. His face scrunched up as he turned towards me. I helped him up to see the front of his pants were soaked.

I surpassed a giggle and couldn't help but ask. "Did you jizz in your pants?" I let a smirk come to my face as his face reddened in embarrassment.

"I had to piss. Guess I couldn't wait." He stood up and rubbed his ass in pain. I limped closer to him and we started walking North, grabbing the pack along the way.