To answer some questions,
Jasper is the older brother and Edward is the youngest.
The first part was a dream.
They both are living in a post apocalyptic world.
I can't spoil anything because I want everything to be a surprise because it keeps me interested in seeing your reactions.
I'll try make the chapters longer but testing is next week so you know.
Review and enjoy.
Jpov
The bronzed haired idiot came stumbling toward me in the darkness. "Jasper? How can you see!" He fell into my arms after tripping over his two left feet. "Edward, What are you doing here? I was coming back!" I hissed.
"Well not fast enough!"
"How did you get through the fence?"
"I climbed over... And scraped my knees." He chuckled nervously. "Edward did they follow you here?" I gripped his shoulders in question and worry.
"One or two, but I slit their throats before they could attract any attention." He answered.
We heard the shattering of glass and instinctively I placed my hand on my blade.
"Leave." I told Edward, hoping he would follow my orders and turn around.
"Jasper watch out-"
I was flung back, sliding on my back all the way to the register. "Fuck!" I panted as I felt a piece of glass stab into my side. Something grabbed my hair, forcefully snapping my head up. My neck cracked at the force.
I grabbed the small knife I had strapped to my ankle and stabbed the ugly bitch under her chin. Her black colored blood splattered onto face and I shuttered in disgust.
3 zombies crowded around Edward. As the one in front of him tried to grab his face, Edward snapped his neck in half a second. The small blade I held in my hand, loosely gripping the handle, I aimed it at the head of the zombie closest to him.
As I removed the shard of glass from my side, Edward pulled out his pick axe and jammed it into the last bitches skull.
I winced at the pain in my side I forced myself to get up and jump over the counter. "Edward! Get in here!" I demanded, rummaging through the supplies on the back shelf, frantically in a hurry.
"What are you looking for?" Edward asked, appearing right beside me. "Before the rest of the load comes barging in, I need something to keep me from bleeding my guts out all over the floor."
Edward removed my hand that covered my wound, gazing upon it with his own eyes. "Shit that's deep."
I chuckled, "I thought you couldn't see."
"I'm full of surprises." He muttered. "But the bad news is that the first aid kits are all the way at the other side of the store." He sighed. "I'll try to manage for now-"
"I'll get it." He groaned. "I can't let you do that." I shook my head in disagreement. "Why not?" He glared. "Well there's a 99.9% percent chance that you will die."
"You'll cover me." He shrugged. "I don't care Edward-"
"I'm not a child anymore dumbo." He rolled his eyes. "Dad isn't here for you to guard over me like I'm Bambi, I can take care of myself. I'm an adult." He frowned.
"How many times do I have to prove that to you?" He continued. I glared at him as I gripped him by the front of his shirt, "Really? Because the adult couldn't stay the fuck where I told him to stay, and now my ass and the adults ass are going to be dinner to a bunch of retards." I hissed.
He rolled his eyes, "It's only 5 steps Jazz, just let me do it." He pushed me away from him, jumping over the counter. I clutched my side tighter, watching as some of my blood covered the floor and my jeans. "Shit." I would need to find a new pair in the morning. If we'll live till morning.
Edward crouched, his pick axe in his right hand. I grabbed my handgun from my jacket, checking my ammunition and clocking my gun.
Epov
Sweat rolled down my cheek, as I realized it was quiet. Really quiet.
I was expecting 5 walkers jumping to dine on my face by now. There's no way it could be that easy. Looking over to my right I saw through the giant window that the numerous amount of walkers outside the corner, were gone.
"Jasper! Their gone!" I hissed. "Well what did you expect?" He hissed back.
I reached the end of the pharmacy, standing up cautiously I grabbed a large first aid on the shelf. Not expecting it to be so heavy I accidentally drop it to the floor. The sound echoed all around the room. "How much more can you fuck up!" Jasper tried to keep his voice low under all his frustration.
"I'm doing this for you!" I strangled in a whisper but the last word came out louder then it should have.
Next thing I know, I was thrown into a metal shelf, the first aid kit flying out of my hand skidding across halfway across the pharmacy.
Pain skyrocketed threw me as I fell face first onto the floor. "Son of bitch." I panted threw the pain.
I was turned around on my back, I was met face to face with a rotten ugly face of glory. It's breath almost made me vomit twice.
I grabbed her grungy hair into a fist. "Get off me!" I yelled as I kicked her in the stomach. Her rotten body flew into the wall, making the shelf and the first aid kits tumble down onto her. I had her head in my hands and her mouth still trying to get a chuck out of me. I had thrown it to the side in disgust.
As if my luck never gives out, my arms were pulled above my head, I was awkwardly heaved up from the ground. I back kicked its knee and broke free from its grasp. Turning around, I snapped its neck in one swift move.
It was impossible to make out jasper in the crowd of walkers, trying to force themselves through a metal barricade.
From the back door I saw more walkers piling into the pharmacy. More and more started pounding against Jasper's little hope of sunshine. I slid on my knees across the floor to the first aid kit and hid behind a metal shelf. "Jasper!" I yelled, which was a majorly stupid idea in this crowd. When I couldn't hear him respond I thought maybe he was dead, or trying to stay quiet.
If Jasper was still alive, he might kill me for this. I took out my sliver blade, cutting a thin line on my flesh. I fished out the flare in my pocket, that I saved for a special occasion. Sighing, I rubbed my blood all over the handle of the flare. It blazed when I lit it up with Jasper's zippo lighter.
"Hey! Asswipes!" I shouted.
To admit it out loud, it was pretty embarrassing to be the center of attention sometimes, especially when your on the menu.
"Fetch!" I threw the flare to the west side of the pharmacy. They fled from around the counter and toppled each other to try to get to the flare, knocking down everything sight.
I ran to the counter, "Jasper?" I whispered, not seeing him where I left him. "Edward?" He poked his head from behind the register. "Open the barricade, quick!" I ordered, "We have to get the hell out of here."
"Don't think I know that?" He opened the barricade on his left. I went over and grabbed his arm, trying to multitask the first aid kit in my hand and helping Jasper out of the confined hellhole.
"You have my blade?" He asked. "Um is that really what your worried about?" I fumed at his smartass comment.
"Yes."
I opened the door to the pharmacy, but I didn't notice the bells on the door when I came in. "Oh shit." I muttered, and closed both the doors shut and placed a good looking board of wood that laid on the floor through the doorhandles.
"Edward, I won't be able to climb the fence." He groaned as I helped him across the street until we reached the stubborn fence. "Well." I shook the fence handle. It wouldn't budge.
I tried kicking it open numerous times but this was meant for no one to get in without keys. "We have to get in threw the front." Jasper rasped. I could hear the banging on the pharmacy door, I knew somewhere that the wood wouldn't last much longer.
"Get on my back." I sighed. Jasper gave me a look as if asking did I lose my sanity. "I'm not getting on your back, I'll crush-"
"I can handle it."
"We'll both die trying to get through that hole in one piece."
"I just need you to hold the first aid kit while I climb." I explained.
"I can't ask you to do that." He shook his head in disagreement
"And that panel of wood won't last any longer." I hissed.
Jasper stared at the clinic as the wood was probably on its way to breaking in a few more knocks. "Fine." He cursed.
He got up on my back when I crouched down. "Don't be stupid Jasper." I rolled my eyes as his tall ass body practically hung off me. "Wrap your legs around my waist, Hurry!"
"Damn it." He muttered wrapping his legs around my waist. I handed him the first aid kit and started climbing. Surprisingly he wasn't that heavy just damn tall. As I reached the hole in the fence on the top I told jasper to go through first.
He thrown the first aid kit to the side, and he got himself situated to go through the hole. I heard a crash and I turned my head to see a full on massacre coming our way.
"Hurry!" I didn't hear as Jasper had already jumped down and had the first aid kit in his hands. I went in head first, grabbing onto the holes in the thick metal fence, so I could land on my feet.
Jasper was already inside, my foot was half through the door before the whole backyard of the corner store was crowded with zombies. They screamed to get in, piling on top of each other, you could hear bones break under the struggle.
I turned my head, walking inside.
"When it's sunrise we leave." He sits upon the counter of the register and the first aid kit laid right beside him.
I sighed, and rubbed the relief out of my eyes, "I'll patch you up."
Jpov
"They didn't get you did they?" I asked Edward as the silence became overbearingly suffocating. "No." He responded, wrapping the bandage around me for the third time. His blue long sleeved shirt and his forearms were engulfed in blood.
"I wasn't able to help you out there I'm sorry." I said in guilt. "No its my fault. I shouldn't have went in, I almost gotten us both killed." He cursed, cutting the bandage and taking a sit next to me. "Were you afraid?" I muttered.
"Afraid? Afraid of what?" He asked bewildered. "Afraid of them coming in, taking you like they did with, you know?" I asked sincerely.
"You know what... I'm not afraid. I was never afraid! And it not just them son of bitches
Who did you know what. It all of them!" Fury, anger, sadness, and pain swirled in his green eyes. It darkened a shade.
"I know-"
"Really? Because that's great because stop bringing it up whenever the dust blows between your ears. I forgotten it... You should too." He hissed. I kept my mouth shut. Not because of fear, because I knew he wouldn't ever forget what happened in that week of pain. It was best I didn't push him further.
He turned around and straightened out the blanket.
"I liked it better when you were so far up dads ass that you would say absolutely nothing! Why don't you go back to being that way." He said his final words to me as he laid down to fall asleep.