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Pretty Much Dead Already
Chapter 10: Not Alone
First POV (Abigail)
I turned on the water for the shower in the bathroom by Tyler's bedroom. It had a glass door and small space. But it was good enough. Ty was out on a supply run. I hope he's ok. He's all I've got left. Tyler has become family to me and I don't want to lose him. I stepped into the shower and shivered at the feeling of cold water running down my bare back. Within a matter of seconds, the water was warm.
After washing up, I dried myself off and put on some clean clothes. Suddenly, I heard someone knock on the door. We'd keep the doors locked at all times. I walked down the stairs and unlocked the door to see Tyler. The moment I looked at him, I put my hand over my mouth.
Drops of blood were scattered over his face and clothes. He carried his backpack and held a blood covered tomahawk in one hand and a shotgun in the other. He closed the door and locked it before going upstairs. He didn't look at me, alone say anything. He went into the bathroom to wash up and came out later with a shaved head. He had shorter hair that looked like it would take a while to grow back.
"Are you ok?" I asked, worried about my best friend.
"I'm fine." He replied, frustrated. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Tyler immediately grabbed the shotgun and loaded it. He opened the door and pointed the gun at a stranger. It was a male who looked like he was in his mid-twenties.
"Wait! Please don't shoot me! I'm just trying to find shelter." Tyler grabbed the stranger and dragged him through the gate. He threw him to the ground and aimed at his head.
"We're not accepting any guests. So try your luck somewhere else." Tyler explained.
"Now, wait just a minute, Tyler." I walked towards him.
"Stay out of this, Abigail." He looked at me and I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Come on, man. Let me stay." The stranger said. "I won't be any trouble."
"Shut up or I will shoot you." Tyler looked back at him.
"You wouldn't." I added before he turned to me. I looked into his eyes and saw anger and frustration. I was terrified as I backed away.
"I wouldn't?!" Tyler looked back at the man.
"Please!" Tyler aimed at the stranger and pulled the trigger. "No!"
BAMM!
The man was dead. A bullet into his head. I just stood there, horrified at what Tyler had just done. I looked at Tyler. His frustrated expression slowly faded into a look of shock and guilt.
"God, what have I done?"
Later
I walked into Tyler's room and closed the door.
"Why did you kill him?" I curiously asked with frustration. He just looked at me. "Tell me!" Tyler suddenly stood up and looked at me with frustration.
"There are multiple reasons!" He yelled before continuing. "He could have taken our supplies or kill us. I was angry and killed him because of that. And finally…"
"What? Tell me!"
"I was protecting you, most importantly." He replied as I calmed down and listened closely. "I can't lose you, Abigail. If you died, I would never be able to forgive myself. I just lost my family and you're all that I've got left! You're my family now." He looked down at the floor before looking back towards me. "I don't care where I am. I don't care if I'm surrounded by zombies or living in a trash can. As long as you're there with me, I'll be able go on, Abigail."
After hearing that, I walked up to Tyler and wrapped my arms around him, pressing my forehead against his. He returned the embrace as I looked into his beautiful hazel green eyes.
"You're not alone, Tyler. I'll always be with you, no matter what. I promise." I replied, smiling at him.
You are not alone
He returned the smile as I looked at him and closed my eyes. I wanted to tell him how I felt so badly. I started crying softly. Tears streamed down my face slowly as Tyler placed his hands on my face and looked at me.
"Are you ok, Abigail?" I just stood there, silent. "If you don't want to tell me, then show me."
Suddenly, I placed my lips on Tyler's. I kissed him as if my life depended on it. It was so passionate and romantic. I didn't want it to end. We lasted like that for a few precious moments before breaking away.
"I love you, Tyler."
"I love you too, Abigail."
I pulled him into another kiss.
Following morning
I silently walked into Tyler's room and saw that he was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I noticed a picture on his desk. I picked it up and saw that it was a picture of us. I smiled as I walked over to the bed and sat down. I ran my hand through Tyler's short hair. It felt so soft. I pulled my hand away as Tyler opened his eyes and sat up, looking at me.
"God, you're so beautiful."
"Really?"
"Yeah, you are." He smiled at me as he stood up. He changed his clothes before grabbing his acoustic guitar. He started singing while he played.
I met a girl at fifteen
Knew she meant the world to me,
So I gave her everything,
And she did the same for me
Imagine that!
'Cause you're such a pretty, pretty face
No you're such a pretty, pretty face
Well, oh yeah...
'Cause you're such a pretty, pretty face
No you're such a pretty, pretty face
Would you please stay and come inside, baby
Would you please stay and please be mine, baby
Would you please stay and come inside, baby
Would you please stay and please be mine?
I clapped as he finished singing. He set the acoustic guitar down to the side and walked over to me. He leaned closer to me before we kissed. I wrapped my arms around Tyler's neck while he placed his hands on my waist. We both pulled each other closer to deepen the kiss. A few passionate filled moments later, we broke away. And Tyler looked at me with curiosity.
"You ok, Abigail?" He asked with concern.
"I'm just really happy that you're feeling much better now." I answered, letting a slight smile show.
"I still miss my family, but you brought my spirits up, Abigail. Thank you."
"You're welcome, Tyler." We both smiled at each other.
"I love you so much, Abigail. And that's the secret you wanted to know." Tyler pulled me into a warm and very comfortable embrace.
"I love you too, Tyler." I pulled him into another kiss that lasted for a couple minutes.