Zed's POV
"Addison. Addison. Addison." I fought myself to stay put. The voice in my head telling my to go find her. I know I'm not myself right now. I can't let anyone see me like this. "Addison."
"Zed?" I heard Addison's sweet voice call me. I jumped.
"Oh no. Addy!" My brain screamed, but my words wouldn't come out. Then the quiet voice started again. "Addison. Addison. Take her. Take her. Mark her. Take her." The voice was demanding. I fight the urge to go to her. My hands are shaking. I can hear her footsteps getting closer. I don't want to hurt her. Why is she here?!
She turns the corner and she's right in front of me. "Beautiful. Mine. Mine." The voice said, urging me forward, but I stayed put, scared of hurting her. She fell to her knees, startling me, but she hurried to crawl up to me, burying her face in my chest, tears streaming down her beautiful face. I force myself not to move.
"Zed! I'm so sorry! This is all my fault! You'll be ok! I promise!" She cried. I hate when she cries. I want her to be happy. I focus myself and slowly circle my arms around her waist.
"Soft. Delicate. Mine. Mine." The voice repeated. My body was reacting to her closeness. I place my nose in her hair, her scent is calming and yet also worsening my efforts. She probably doesn't realize she's straddling me. The ease that I could just rip off her skirt and-
"No. NO!" I scream at myself. "I can't hurt her." I basically plead with myself.
"Protect." It growled at my words.
It hit me. No part of me would ever hurt Addison. Not even my Zombie side. I am me no matter how I look or act. And I love Addison with all my heart. She seems to calm down a bit, pulling back slightly to look at me. She placed her hands on either side of my face.
"Are you ok?" She asked.
"Za." I respond. Her blue eyes dance as they search mine. I'm mesmerized, then she smiles. A smile that fills my heart with hope and love.
"Zodzig." I tell her quickly. Hoping she'll forgive me, I can't resist anymore. All of me wants her and only her for the rest of my life. If I could just be with her and have nothing else I would die happy.
I kiss her. She gasps in surprise. I can't stop myself as I run my tongue over her bottom lip and taste her. I want to taste more. I run my tongue over her jawline to her neck, I hear her moan and it excites me further. My pants are so tight and she's so close. I swiftly unzip my fly and allow my member free, it springs up and meets with Addy's hind end. She jumps, not expecting to have felt that.
I continue to kiss her neck and I tighten my hold around her. Her hands are holding onto my shirt, balled into fists. Is she scared?
The thought is like a bucket of ice water is dumped over my head. I remove my lips from her skin and slowly pull back. Our eyes connect. It feels like sparks. Then her lips are back on mine. Her kisses are desperate, she's grabbing at my clothes and grinding against me.
"Zed, please." She begs. "I need you." She whispers. I let myself go.
I reach between us and the fabric covering her entrance angers me. I rip it away. The crotch of her uniform shredded. I waste no time as I insert my member deep inside her. Addison cries out and a low growl erupts from my throat, beginning a rough rhythm up and down as I thrust into her. My panting sounds gravely and harsh.
I hold her tight to me, my fingers tips digging into her sides from my tight grip. She's the one thing keeping me grounded. The one person that keeps me from spiraling out of control. I'd be lost without her.
"Gar garziga. Gar garziga Addiska." I groan, I'm close to falling off the edge. Then the quiet voice returns in the back of my mind. "Mate. Mark. Mark!"
"Gar garziga Zed!" Addison moans. My eyes shoot open and I climax, everything going blank for a second but I vaguely hear Addison squeak then whimper in my arms. At first I assume she had climaxed with me, but then a metallic taste hits my tongue.
My mind starts to clear, I'm going back to normal. I realize first that she's shaking in my embrace, then that I have bitten her shoulder. I immediately retract my teeth and pull back in shock. What have I done?!
Addison has her face still buried in my chest so I can't see her expression, but I can clearly see the blood stained uniform with a big bite mark right in the middle. I wipe my mouth on my sleeve and the crimson color stains the material. I force myself to snap out of my daze. I have to make sure she's ok!
"Addy! Addy! Are you ok?! I'm so so sorry!" I exclaim. She sits up slowly and her hand goes up to the fresh wound, she winces when her fingers touch it.
"It's alright Zed. I'll be ok." She assures me. I can't accept that but for now we have other things to worry about.
"Yeah, you are gonna be ok. I'll make sure of that." I tell her, slipping my arms out of my jacket and sliding it over her shoulders to cover the sight from anyone they might pass in the halls when he takes her somewhere safer.
I help us both up off the bathroom floor and gently lift her into my arms bridal style, holding her skirt to cover her exposed private areas, that I had stupidly shredded the material of. She tried to lift her arms to hold around my neck, but the shoulder wound made her whimper and withdraw her arms.
"I'm so sorry Addison. Just try to relax and I'll take care of you. Don't worry." I say, kissing her forehead that now has a growing layer of sweat forming there. She nods, sending a small smile up at me. My heart is breaking. How can she forgive me for this? I hurt her. I swore I would never hurt her!
I rush to the door and unlock it, I find my two best friends sitting against the wall looking at Eliza's laptop. As soon as they hear the door open, their heads shoot up and they scramble to their feet.
"Addiska! Zedka!" Bonzo exclaims, reaching to group hug us, but I block his attempt.
"Careful Bonzo, she's hurt. I messed up. I don't know what to do." I say, my voice sounds scared and panicked. Eliza lightly lifts the jacket and sees the blood.
"Oh man! We need to get you bandaged up! Come on!" Eliza says, then waves for us to follow as she starts running. I don't hesitate as I start running behind her, careful not to hurt Addison further.
But she lifts her arm up, even though I know the pain has to be killing her, and places a delicate hand on my cheek. I look down in surprise.
"Stop blaming yourself. I'm ok, I promise." She said weakly, the sweat on her forehead looking thicker and thicker. Her eyes look so weak even though she's smiling. Tears prick my eyes.
"How can you say that?! I did this to you!" I cry softly to her. A quiet laugh escapes her lips.
"This was all my fault silly." She returns her arm to its spot over her stomach so she can cradle it and snuggles her cheek into my chest again. "I'm just gonna rest my eyes for a minute."
"No, no no! Addy! Keep your eyes on me ok? You can't go to sleep Baby! Not till we get you patched up, then you can rest! But keep your eyes open ok?" I say shaking her in my arms lightly. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at me again. "That's my girl!" I tell her with a smile. The fakest smile I can muster. I have to be strong for her right now. "Eliza?!" I shout up to her, starting to panic.
"We're almost to the Zombie Safe Room! That's medical supplies there!" She shouts back, picking up her pace.
"The Zombie Safe Room. How ironic." I thought to myself. "How could I have done this to her? The one time I completely let go, I take a bite out of her. I really am a monster after all."
"You're not a monster Zed." Addy whispers, her eyes lidded but she's trying her best to keep them open, head resting on my chest still. I'm shocked by her statement. I stare down at her wide eyed. Did she really just say that?
Before I can question it further, we reach the safe room. Eliza ushers all of us in and secures the door. I hurry to one of the beds and lay Addison down gently. Bonzo is grabbing any and everything that looks like it might be useful and rushed to the bedside just as Eliza reaches us too.
I gently remove my jacket from Addison's shoulder and the thick, sticky fluid protests as it tries to hold onto her. The three of us cringe but don't wait to get to work. We all know Addison's life is at stake if we don't stop the bleeding. Eliza quickly grabs the rubbing alcohol to sterilize the wound.
"Now Addy, this is gonna sting okay?" She warns. Instinctively, I offer her my bare forearm to bite onto. Eliza pours the clear liquid over the wound and Addison screams into my skin, biting down hard. I wince as her teeth break the surface but it's not nearly as deep as the one I left, so I keep my mouth shut.
Addison throws her head back against the pillow once Eliza is done sterilizing, panting but seems to feel a little better. She looks over at me and smiles while Eliza and Bonzo work on putting gauze and bandages over the wound.
"I feel better Zed. I think my body was just in shock." She says, her color already coming back to her face, but she still looks tired and weak, probably from the blood loss. I chuckle and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"You're still not in great shape." I say, guilt and remorse coating my words. Addison frowns.
"Stop it!" She shouts. I jump at her loud and harsh tone. The other two zombies pause as well. She sits herself up, swatting at my hand as I try to stop her. "I'm not mad at you for what happened! So you shouldn't be blaming yourself! You couldn't control what happen-" I cut her off.
"But I should have! Whether we like it or not, we are zombies! Our zombie side is still who we are! I was, at least half, conscious when I was zombied out and I should have been able to stay in control! But no! I let go and got too comfortable!" I yell back. Her face is red with anger as she glares at me.
"I'm the one who asked for it! I wanted you to let go! If anything, this is my own fault!" I grit my teeth, my eyes burning with raging anger.
"Oh, so you asked me to take a bite out of you?! You wanted to be bitten?!" I retort sarcastically. She huffs.
"You know what I asked for." She seethed through her teeth, her words like venom.
"Yeah! And it wasn't this!" I confirm. I release her hand that I had been holding since I laid her down.
It hurts. It hurts so much. But I have to walk away. Before we say things we really don't mean. I force myself to turn away from her and walk out the door. Throwing my back against the wall beside it and sliding to the floor. I slam my head back, colliding with the solid brick and the slight pain feels nice at the moment. How could I do that? Yell at her after everything I've put her through.
My heart is aching. What is happening to me? What is going to happen to us? The thought sends a wave of panic through me. I hug my knees up to my chest and rest my forehead against them.
She's my everything. I can't loose her.
