Well I see that last cliffy really did a number on u ppl. That is a good thing I hope. But to give you all back some life so I don't have to fear a real zombie attacking me, I present to u, the next chapter.

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Some people say tomorrow may never come
but then would that mean there was no yesterday
or even maybe a today
our world is it even real
or are our lives just a lie, a fabricated game made by someone
the wars the cries, the screams, are they too lies
darkness and the light
are now being taken to a whole new height
because I see thought the darkness
and to the other side I see the real world
a world of peace, hope, and the free
this is the world many long to flee.
What if tomorrow never comes
would time just stop
would time just end
but then again
is there really an end
if tomorrow never comes will there be another today or perhaps a yesterday
or are we forced to see past the light and into the dark
why not sit and wait
and just end this fate
don't say tomorrow may never come, because it is already here, just look around and you will see
believe me!!

"She's waking up!" a voice shouted, which made my already pounding head, hurt more. As my vision became clearer I saw John staring at me with a smile on his face. "What happened?" I asked as the others came into my focus.

"Dude I didn't think you had it in you Annie." Said Cody shaking his head in I am not sure if it was from shock or displeasure. I had no idea what he was talking about. The memories of the last few hours were foggy. I remember Linda and yelling and a loud bang. What was the bang? Did someone hit me? Did I get shot? Shot! the notion ran through my mind. Did Linda or someone else shoot me? Was I going to die? How bad was it? All of these questions ran in my mind playing one after another.

I was going to ask to get an answer to some of these questions, but as I tried to talk I could only groan. The pain in my head surged through my whole body and I squeezed my eyes shut to make it stop. Suddenly I felt a cool rag being put on my head. Opening my eyes again I still saw John smiling at me shaking his head. It looked like he was saying something, but I couldn't quite understand what he was trying to tell me. Why couldn't I hear him? Was I dying? Was I already dead or becoming one of those creatures?

What was going on? I tried to figure at least something out. I calmed myself down as best as I could and tried to think of an explanation. If I were becoming one of those creatures, they would have shot me by now. If I were already one of those creatures I would be long blown away. So the thought of turning into a zombie was out. This thought calmed me down even more. Maybe I didn't get shot, maybe something else happened. I closed my eyes again. But even if I was shot. Why?

I felt a hand on my cheek and quickly opened my eyes again, still to see John, but this time he wasn't smiling. It looked like he was more in a panic, but at the same time trying to calm himself down.

"W-what happened?" I asked mustering whatever I had inside of me to speak. John gave a little smile, but I could see through his fakeness. Something happened. What happened?

This time when he spoke, it was a little clearer as his words began to come out slowly, as if he understood exactly what was going on with me.

"It's ok now, we're safe." He said, but I knew he wanted to say something else, something more to the story. I could see from his eyes, those deep blue eyes held something dark, something secretive. Then a thought hit me. He was doing the same thing I was. Holding it all inside. Holding the pain of losing someone and having to deal with life on your own. Holding the feeling that there is no hope left, nothing to grasp on to. We were alike, both empty hollow shells, ready to be filled by the next soul that should happen to come our way.

"W-what?" I asked gripping my hands trying to stop my head from pounding even more. He was silent for a moment and looked away before his eyes focused with mine. The next words he said pierced me like a thousand needles. "Linda is dead. You killed her." He said flatly, trying to remain his composure.

My eyes widened. I was a murderer. No way. Sure I wanted her to die, but I don't think I could ever have it in me to shoot an alive person. I guess my reaction was quite clear from the expression of my eyes.

Suddenly I heard Kiora yell something, followed by gunshots. John looked over and all 4 of the others raced to where we are. "Their here and I don't know how much more the doors are going to hold." Said Jenny in a panicky tone. What was going on? Were the zombies trying to get in, but I thought we were safe? I questioned, but didn't have much time to think of the answer as John picked me up. I didn't realize until a little while later that I was blushing. Now I don't know how I would be blushing in a situation like this and to this boy. It's not like I liked him like that or something.

Ok so maybe I did, but he seriously would never like a cold hearted, distant person like me. I don't know who would, even my friends. If I ever meet them, will they think I am the same person because I know I am not, but maybe I could be? Then again maybe not. Life just has its ways of dealing things out. That is how I always dealt with it. Take it as god and life gives you.

I laughed a little, knowing no one noticed. The thought is funny I had to admit. Hell even this life that I am living is funny, but how could we just let life play out itself, if there is no life to live. The thought just crossed my mind. Is there really a reason for our existence? And what about Linda. Wouldn't that make me a murderer? Wouldn't the others just leave me behind? I mean heck from where I am standing, all I could do was slow them down.

If they left me behind they could continue on what they call "life" and mine would come to an end. I mean wasn't that what was meant from me in the beginning. I was a murderer. I killed someone in cold blood. That is a death sentence there, but then again am I really guilty.

I am guilty of something I can't even remember doing. Am I really guilty of protecting us from being sold? I mean she did have a gun and was going to use it. No thought in my mind, she would have used it and not have thought twice. Yeah less money, but also less pressure, less worries, and above all, less me.

For a minute I had lost touch with the outside world. Maybe I was really doomed to be like this for the rest of my days, however long that may be. Maybe I never really had an existence. Then what would that make me as a person? Could I really, after what I had done, be considered a human being. A might as well have been one of those dead things walking out there. Clueless, emotionless, and uncaring. The thought hit me like a tidal wave. Was physcologly and I turning into one of those soulless creatueres, not literally, but mentally?

As these thoughts and questions ran though my mind, I was slowly starting to come back to reality. I looked around. Did I fall asleep? Where was everyone? Maybe they had done what I had feared. Left me behind.

No wait, they didn't. I gave out a sigh of relief. I saw Matt and John sitting next to the wall on my right talking. And right next to them in the other corner was Cody, Jenny, and Kiora, fast asleep. They looked happy and content. Maybe the fact that they still had each other kept them going. I didn't know and I was too tired to question myself about that. I sat up a little before I noticed I was on a bed. Where were we? I looked back over at John and Matt, whose gazes had shifted from each other to me. My head was still pounding, but not as much as before.

John came over to me and sat on the edge of the bed. At first he said nothing and then smiled. "Finally your awake sleepy head. We didn't think you were going to wake up so soon." He said laughing a little, but quietly so he wouldn't wake up the others.

I only nodded. "Where are we?" I asked sitting up more.

He looked around the room and then backs to me. "We are in an apartment complex. Don't worry we don't think that those creatures followed us. Well at least we think that is anyway." He replied staring at me. Normally I would have been creped out by his stare, but for some odd reason. I didn't feel threatened, I accuracy felt safe, a feeling I hadn't had for a long time.

"Oh." I replied. "Listen about Linda. I didn't mean or I didn't know what I was doing. You have to believe me I really didn't have the intension on really doing that. You have to believe me, my mind just went blank and her voice became distant and I couldn't see her and and and…." I rambled on, but John put his finger on my lips.

"Its ok we understand. We aren't mad, but happy that you did, but we'll talk about that later. For now just take it easy." He replied pushing me back down on the bed.

I sighed and nodded before closing my eyes and falling back asleep.

The last thing I felt was a light kiss on my cheek.

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