So this is the second part to my zombie story : Living Dead Girl...maybe it has something important to do with the title...maybe its just the name of the coolest Rob Zombie song in the history of all his songs..whatever :) Anyway, Today was an okay day...its cold as hell over here, and for some reason...it makes me want to go outside more- you know the fact that you really can't go outside without freezing your butt off is just too tempting to resist...so you go outside anyway, and yeah it gets REALLY cold. Lets see...for this chappy I've chosen the song - Whyyouwannabringmedown- by Aranda :) BEST SONG EVER !!!!! (sorry for the outburst) and yeah if you want to listen to that to get the full effect of this chapter...then great, if not then go away:o just kiddin ! love you XD
I heard the door creak and thought it part of the dream I was having...until I heard the click of the gun. I sat up immediately and fixed my gun on whatever was infront of me. Eyes cloudy with sleep and tired from sleeplessness kept me from seeing anything in the dark room. I held my gun steady though, regardless of my mental state I was still an amazing shot. "Put down the gun..." I heard a voice say slowly.
"Uhm, no...you put down whatever gun you have." I said still sitting on the couch...because if I had gotten up I know I would have made a noise. "This is my safe place and if your a zombie I suggest you get the hell out of here before I kick your ass." I tried to sound as tough as I could in the situation...but that just made the person that I couldn't see laugh.
"Now thats funny...you actually think that a zombie can have a conversation and hold a gun...If I had been a zombie I would have already eaten you." The voice was filled with laughter. "Don't you even have a lock on the door?" I gasped softly remembering that I had locked the door.
"Yes I locked it...apparently people are becoming smarter and able to open a locked door with a key or something." I mentally eye rolled myself for that one. No one, zombie or living would open a locked door....espically a living person: because you never knew what was in them. "Can you atleast show me who you are now that we both know we're not zombies?"
"Why would I do that when this is so much more fun?" I growled and the voice laughed again. "Alright alright, flip on the flashlights in one...two...three." I flipped the switch on my flashlight just as the other person did too. I stood in awe as I looked at the girl on the other end of the flashlight. She was beautiful, dark brown hair and light blue eyes...and I knew her from somewhere...
"Hey...I know you don't I?" I mumbled stupidly. "O.M.G. You're Kelese Robin!" She shurgged and kept the flashlight on. "No no you have to be...you look exactly like her!" I said a little louder then I normally would have...but hey, this is the first person I've talked to in three months, and it was a FAMOUS person. My luck must have turned around significantly.
"Okay, fine I am Kelese Robin, but you can call me Kell." She smiled and held out her hand. "And you are?"
"A big fan of your music...the whole rocker chick meets badass is so epic! But my name is Alissandra Branda." She giggled and so did I. I know for a fact that if the world hadn't ended we wouldn't have been in this situation...and you would think that a famous person like Kell would be a girly girl and be on of the very first people to die because of her stupidity...but she was actually pretty smart.
"Thats a really pretty name, can I call you Aliss?" I nodded and blushed a little bit. Here was Kelese Robin...calling me MY nickname, man my luck sure did turn around. "Where have you been hiding lately? and is that your truck outside?" We immediately got down to business telling each other where we had been last, what we had seen there, and how many zombies we've both killed. "Seems you're ahead of me by about 50 zombies." Kell giggled. "I'll catch up to you one of these days." I laughed too, finally able to feel safe and wanted in this world.
"So you were alone for the past three months too?" I asked skeptically, only because I automatically thought that she would be surrounded by a ton of people.
"Not really. I meet a group of people about a week ago...but of course they ended up dying as they all do." She rolled her eyes and for the first time she actually acted like the famous person would.
"Really? So then how'd you escape?" I was much too involved with the story now. For the first time in 3 months I've actually gotten some human interaction.
"Well I don't really know. The last thing I remember of it was the zombies attacking the little camp the 8 of us lived in...then everything else is sort of- hmm..." She seemed like she was really concentrating on finding the word.
"Blank?" She smiled and nodded
"Yes blank, thats the word I was looking for...thank you!"
"No problem." I giggled again and took a deep breathe. "Well I've been alone since the virus erupted. I saw everyone in my hometown die, people I knew would come after me...so I left. I went south, thinking that the heat would maybe kill off the zombies...but I was SO wrong." She listened as I told her how I ended up in Florida. "I don't really remember alot about what happened three months ago, but I do know that its not going to get any better...and I definitely don't know what to do about the rest of the zombies either."
"I hear you girlie. I mean to girls most definitely can't kill off all the zombies in the world." She shuddered and her eyes went a little distant...obviously remembering something from her past. "I can't deal with everyone eating each other...and I definitely don't want to be eaten myself."
"Me too." I added softly. "The world would be so much easier if it had just continued on its way...instead of being insanely ridiculous and stupid."
"The world?" Her head turned to the left and her eyes scrunched up slightly.
"Yes...I hate everyone that thought of the doomsday shit." I pulled my jacket closer over my body, for the world ending...it was getting pretty cold.
"Oh right...that stuff, yeah its pretty ironic huh? All the scientists who started with that shit...are the ones who were affected first." She giggled again and I joined in. It was good to finally have someone that thinks the same way I do. "So do you think it'd be okay if I traveled with you? I've been so lonely and I really don't want to go on alone..." She fumbled with the skirt she had on.
"Are you kidding? I was just going to ask...no beg you to come with me!" She smiled and instantly I knew we could become good friends
"Good, so where are we heading?"
"Texas" I said with the biggest smile I could produce. My cheeks and mouth hurt from not smiling in a long time. And I knew that we'd be okay as long as we didn't separate or become zombies.
Four months later: November 12th 2012
Population: 22.7 billion
Living: 100
Kell and I have been on a mission. We've learned that the virus is actually killing off people...well zombies who have been zombies...for a long time. We didn't realize it until we saw them in Texas. Sure it took us four months to travel only about 12,000 miles...but thats okay, instead we traveled all the way to the north, and then down to Texas. Anywho staying on topic...in Texas we found zombie bodies laying in the middle of the street. At first we didn't understand what was happening until we saw a zombie- who was chasing us through a local walmart DROP DEAD. Literally...
"Kell! What are you doing back there?" Kell was in the back seat ruffling though all her clothes till I called her name.
"What?"
"What are you doing?" She shrugged, always shrugging..."Finding something nice to wear."
"But why? Are you really afraid that zombies will care what you're wearing?" She debated that for a moment and nodded. "Really Kell?"
"Yes and no. Don't you understand...you said that there could be people...what if there are people Aliss...I can't look like shit for my fans!"
"Kell most of your fans are dead hunny, what are you going to tell them...?" and thats when I got the good thought. "Kell they'll just eat you the tastier you look..." Kell's face was SO funny! Her eyes bulged and she began to ruffle through the clothes again, messing up the back of the truck.
"What in hells name are you doin'?" I smiled when Jason woke up, rubbing his eyes. We'd found Jason in Maine, all the way at the tip of the coldest place in the frigging world. He was the all american guy, somewhat tall and had a boyish face, topped with the goofy kid grin. He was cute in his own way...and he instantly took to liking Kell...who happened to like him back. So technically they were an "item" as if you could call it that when the world has ended.
"Kell thinks shes needs to look good for the zombies..." I heard Irial mutter. Irial was a whole breed of his own people. He was dark and very handsome, he was much taller then my 5'2...making him maybe 6'3 or so. And he was just the most mysterious person in the entire world. He was older than me by two years...and well he's still the hottest guy I've ever seen, but he never gives me the time of day. "Which is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen because she'll just look more like food to them. Way to put yourself into danger princess." I bit my lip trying VERY hard not to laugh.
"Kellbear...do you really want to look good for them?" She pouted at him slightly and then crawled back over the seat, choosing to stay in her jean skirt and tanktop/jacket combo. "Thought so...how bout we sleep?" She nodded and then smiled at him, with a look that I can only describe as love....although I don't know what love is.
"Ew, save the mushy stuff for when you have your own room PLEASE!" Irial said rolling his eyes.
"Oh come on Iri, really don't harp on them."
"I can do whatever I want...I don't need a kid bossing me around."
"Bossing you? what?"
"Yes... bossing. YOU." Irial pointed one of his tanned fingers at me. "You boss everyone around, quit it!"
"You to please stop fighting and make out already!" Jason called to us from the back seat where he and Kell were stretched out. "Its becoming annoying to the both of us." He pointed to the sleeping Kell.
"Well Aliss can quit it...then I will too." He crossed his muscular arms over his muscular chest and that immediately brought me out of my driving trance. "Watch the road please." He whispered after Jason finally fell asleep.
"You know you could be a little less harsh on me...I'm the only one who drives around here...and thank you I'm the only one who has lived among the dead for more then 6 months now." I lowered the volume on the trucks radio. "You can always get out and walk you know."
"You wouldn't want that." He whispered as he closed his eyes and laid his head against the window.
"How would you know?" I looked over at him, longing to run my fingers through his dark brown hair. He caught me staring at him and I blushed and turned back to the dark road.
"Because I know." He said simply. I saw a sign that said 'Welcome to South Dakota' and smiled. "Guess were here?" He closed his eyes again. "Just when I was about to fall asleep!" He moaned and opened his eyes when I slowed the truck down and inched to a stop. "Why are you stopping?" He whispered. I pointed straight ahead of me...into the road we were traveling north on...to find lights. "Lights?"
"Yeah...you think its a trap?"
"For who?"
"Us? obviously..." He shook his head.
"No, zombies are attracted to light, its for them...they want them to come there?" I shrugged. "Maybe go to another town then?" I shook my head..."Well then go on...continue forward!"
"Don't rush me...you know you have been the biggest asshole to me since you've traveled with us. You should be greatful Kell was nice enough to ask you to come along." He rolled his eyes. "Don't roll those beautiful brown eyes at me mister...I'm mad at you." I bit my lip and turned my head back to the road and pushed on the gas peddle. What in the freak was I thinking when I said that?
"Beautiful. Brown. Eyes huh?" He annunciated each word perfectly.
"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up." I said as low as I could. "I didn't say that...nor did you hear it?" My statement meant to sound like a secure one, but instead came out like a question. "I don't know what to do here..." I whispered lightly, "I think the best idea is to go forward, towards that city...and just check it out. I mean we need gas soon." He leaned over the steering wheel and checked the gas gauge, then looked up at me with is brown eyes.
"You're right...we do need gas. I guess go on." He moved back into his former position, closing his eyes.
"Okay." I pushed the peddle down and moved the car forward. "You know what I said...about you know, your eyes..."
"It doesn't matter." He shrugged, still keeping his eyes closed.
"Yeah I guess not." I tried not to let my disappointment flow thought my voice, but he heard it and opened his eyes anyway. He looked at me momentarily and then shut his eyes again.
"It was nice though." Then he didn't say anything for the rest of the night. As I drove towards the lights in the near by town I tried not to let him affect me, but something deep down wouldn't let his words go. Had he really meant that it didn't matter? or was he one of those guys that meant the opposite of everything he did say? How could I know. I drove past some of the really dead, undead zombies that lined the streets...whatever was making them die...I loved it.