Author's Note

Hi! Sorry for the last two chapters. Those were TERRIBLE. I wrote them in a rush. Anyway, let's hope this one is better. Alright, I don't own Left 4 Dead, but I do own my OCs, and other stuff like that. Eh, cross your fingers that this is a much better chapter(because I sure as heck know I am!) that this is a better chapter... R&R! Enjoy!

In the movies, the guys always get the girl. And to my brother, the world was his movie. Every girl he ever liked, she would fall for him, then Zak would kick her to the curb. And she wouldn't even mind. I'm different. Never had a girlfriend. But when I do, I am not treating her like Zak does. But as I toss and turn in my sleep, all I can think about is that girl, who I guess is still laying next to me. I don't want to tell her to get away; that would be just pure rude. Besides, she was probably freezing over there. As my eyes drearily open up, I sort of give her a nudge, her breath sharpens in, and her wide emerald eyes open up.

"Huh?" she asks quietly.

I yawn,"You gotta wake up; it's not safe for you to be asleep for too long."

She lets out a small groan, but sits up, propping on her elbows. As I do the same, the almost entirely unused cell phone in my pants pocket goes off. I scowl slightly, then whip it out and put it to my ear.

"Yeah?" I groan, still tired. But tired as I am, I whip the phone away from my ear, but not soon enough to keep my ears from ringing. As soon as my ear hit the phone, loud gunshots were heard.

"Joeth! I need you help! Now!" Madle's voice could just be heard above the gunfire emitting from the small phone. But as soon as Madle's voice ended, the line was disconnected, and a buzzing sound came from it.

(Girl's POV)

Joeth turns to me, fear in both of our eyes.

"I gotta go." he jabs his thumb at the edge of the roof, then pulls his hood on, and sprints over, jumping off the roof just as I shout:

"Wait! You can't just leave me here!" but he disappears over the edge. I back up into the corner, just as Joeth's head pops back up, his hood off.

"You're right. Can't just leave you here." he easily climbs up, then coming over to me, grabs my hand, and runs back over. As he crouches lower and jumps, he pulls back on his hood. Halfway down, he pulls me onto his back, and as I hold on for dear life, he flies over to the other building, then latches on and holds tight. Luckily, his grip holds, and we hang onto the side of the brick building for a moment or two. He then jumps onto another building, then to another. He ends up just bouncing around on the edges of the buildings for about an hour. As we jump, I start to hear gunshots in the distance, meaning we're getting closer. As the shots become deafening, and it seems like every one is about to hit you, Joeth stops at the end of an alley, and sets me down, pulling his hood down.

"Madle's in trouble, and-" he stops mid sentence, then grabs the top of my head and ducks, pulling my head down with his, just as a sniper bullet crashes into the wall behind us.

"We gotta get outta here!" I yell to him, throwing my arms around him in fear.

"Can't." Joeth grunts.

I open my mouth to say something, but am interrupted by a cry of:

"Hey hunter bastard! Get away from her!" I suddenly see a boy, a year or two older than me, with brown hair and hazel eyes standing with his rifle and red dot sight trained at Joeth's head, ready to blast his brains out in a second.

"No!" I cry, softly sobbing into Joeth's shoulder, afraid for his death.

"It's okay." Joeth replies, putting his arms around me, and giving me a hug back.

"I told you to get away from her!" the boy said, eyes flashing, finger trigger-happy.

"That's it!" Joeth suddenly clings tighter to me, then starts running. He pulls on his hood, pushes me onto his back, and runs on all fours. I hear the boy try to take pursuit, but fall back quickly, being no match for Joeth's amazing speed. We finally stop a few minutes later in a dark alleyway. I can only see his bright red eyes illuminating only centimeters ahead. He then sets me down, and pulling his hood off, the alley is once again pitch black.

"Joeth? I can't see anything." I reply, feeling around, and locating his hand, slip mine into his, then scoot over to him.

"I don't like it." I reply, panting slightly, adrenaline still fresh, and terrified. But I know I'm safe with Joeth, the handsome half zombie could and would protect me from anything.

I can feel his chest rise up and down as I lay on his shoulder, opening and closing my eyes, then giving up; either way, I can't see anything.

"Joeth?" I ask.

"Yeah?" he replies, and from the slight shake in his voice, I can tell his adrenaline still runs fresh.

"I'm scared." I reply, trying to scoot into him as close as possible.

"Its okay. No zombie would dare come in here." he replies, and I sense him look down at me.

"Why?" I ask, looking up at him, just wishing I could see his chocolate brown eyes.

I swear I see him grin. " Cause I'm here."

I smile, and get closer to him, he follows. Closer, closer, and...

I don't remember anything after that.

Muh ha ha! Eh, we all know what happens there. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it a lot better than the last two . I've been waiting to write this one for a while. :D Yay! Anyway, nxt update will come ASAP. Anyway please R&R