This is my first fan fic so sorry if it kinda sucks. Well enjoy and please review and tell me if its good or bad. Thnx:)
1 month after Pacific Playland
"So why are the girls in the car?"
"Because your little girlfriend is annoying the hell out of me."
Tallahassee and Columbus made their way through the cluttered isles of a Wal-Mart in a small town in Oklahoma. They already had enough supplies, Tallahassee just wanted another Twinkie.
"I'm tired of her bitching about Little Rock, that girl can handle herself fine… Twinkie, Twinkie, Twinkie…" As they both walked down the snack isle Columbus tilted his head, knowing something was off.
"Where are all the zombies?" He jumped when he heard a slight gurgling sound coming from the end of the isle. He walked over, shaking as usual and popped his head out of the isle.
Four zombies were already on the ground, three dead and one still oozing making growling sounds. Tallahassee walked up, picked up a stand holding a sign saying 'Catch our killer deals!' and smashed the zombies head.
"Someone's been here." Columbus stated, nodding his head.
"Well no shit Sherlock, but I think that someone is still here." Tallahassee said pointing to a trail of bloody shoe prints leading to the back of the store. They followed them, guns raised, and stopped when they heard rustling down one of the isles in the storeroom. Tallahassee took one step into the isle to find two pistols already aimed at him. "Whoa now." He said raising his hands. Columbus stepped next to him, one of the guns automatically pointing at him.
"Hey we're not infected." He said shakily raising his hands. They both stared at the girl holding the guns.
She was young, older than Little Rock but younger than Wichita. Her mousy brown hair was straight and reached halfway down her back. She wore a grey V-neck and a dark blue jacket with dark jeans and combat boots. Her face was partially obscured by her hair, but the look in her crystal blue eyes was fierce.
Clearly this girl did not want to be fucked with.
"I-I'm Columbus, and this is Tallahassee." She looked at Columbus, pistols still poised to shoot.
"What the hell kind of names are those?" She said.
"W-we don't use name, we use cities. Where we're from or just where we'd like to be." Columbus said, still worrying about getting shot. Tallahassee just stood there, starting to get bored.
"Look we're not gonna shoot you unless you shoot us." He said. "So why don't you just take the guns off us and we can have a civilized conversation."
She gave them one last fierce glare then put her guns in the holsters on her sides. She turned around and grabbed her black duffel bag, slinging it over her shoulder. She grabbed her pump shotgun and swiftly walked between them and out of the storeroom.
Columbus went after her. When he caught up to her, he tried to keep a steady pace with her, but wasn't doing very well. He didn't want to leave the girl, even though he was probably only a few years older than her, he still felt that they should help her. "Hey, don't you wanna come with us?" He asked looking at her. She kept her gaze forward, ignoring him.
"Now hold on spit-fuck when did we become the survivor rescue brigade?" Tallahassee said from behind taking his time. He could care less about the girl. He came here for a Twinkie, not another fucking headache. Columbus still followed her. "We can protect you and…"
She stopped so suddenly Columbus almost ran smack into her and before he could do anything she had him pinned against the side of the isle with surprising force, the shelves pressing uncomfortably into his back, with her arm over his neck. Columbus looked at the girl fearfully, who looked like she was ready to kill him right there. Tallahassee whipped out his gun and aimed at her from where he stood 10 ft. away, ready to shoot if need be.
"Let's get something straight, I do not need rescuing, I do not need protection, and I don't need help. I'm pretty sure you haven't been through as much shit as me and I am sure as hell not gonna let anyone think I'm a princess that needs saving. I can already tell that I have more balls than you've ever had and that you're more of a pansy-ass than anything." She said, gripping the collar of his shirt tighter. "And if you think for one second that I can't take care of myself you are sadly mistaken." Then just as suddenly as fast it happened, it was over. She picked up her bag and gun from the floor where she dropped them, and walked away.
Columbus stood in shock for a moment then yelled in desperation, "Wait!" but she already disappeared down another isle.
Tallahassee chuckled putting his gun away and walking up to the dazed Columbus. "Well goddamn she's feisty." He patted Columbus on the back and started to walk toward the exit.
"Hey!" Wichita called out, trying to get the girl who walked out of Wal-Mart to stop. The girl ignored her and continued to walk through the parking lot. A few moments later, Tallahassee walked out smiling while Columbus just looked shocked. They both hopped in the back seat of the car. "Whose she?" Wichita asked pointing her thumb in the direction of the girl.
"No one let's go, we're done here, no Twinkies." Tallahassee said. Wichita started the car and drove toward the girl.
"Keep driving." Tallahassee urged but Wichita slowed down next to the girl. "Hey don't you want to come with us?" Wichita asked. The girl kept walking.
"I told your little friend no."
"See? Go." Tallahassee said again, not wanting to waste his time on a lost cause.
"We can't just leave her." Little Rock said getting out of the car. She walked in front of the girl, holding her hands up to stop her.
The girl stopped. She stared at Little Rock, her face full of sadness for one brief moment, then it turned back into her stone cold glare.
"We take shifts sleeping, and it's safer to travel with people. Less work." Little Rock said quickly trying to think of things to get the girl in their group. "And, uh, we have a car." She said motioning towards it. "We can give you a ride to where you need to go. Just, Just please come with us."
The girl just stared, not sure whether or not to trust them. "I'm Little Rock. What's your name?" Little Rock asked. The girl looked down for a few moments, thinking why these people were pestering her and why she was even thinking about going with them. She looked back up with a sigh.
"Miami I guess." She said.
Little Rock smiled. "So wanna come with us, Miami?" Miami looked at the big BMW, with Columbus and Wichita looking at her. Tallahassee seemed
uninterested. She sighed again. 'What the hell. Couldn't hurt too bad right?' She thought.
"Fine." She said. Little Rock beamed at her and went to open the door for her. Columbus moved over, not making eye contact. Miami threw her stuff in the back, and got in.