Welcome Libby! Created by: Lizziekat15

I stood at the mirror rubbing foundation onto the latest black eye Brock had given me. This one really stung but not as much as the one he had given me on the second day of our marriage. It was time, I decided, I would leave this morning, I guess this would be the fifth marriage gone wrong.

Brock and I met in a pub in Washington D.C. I like it there, I'm going to head back there after I leave today. Anyways, we hit it off right away, we got married five weeks after, then after we got married he started to abuse me, verbally and physically, it always happens, usually verbally but with a few men it was physically. I could never seem to actually find a genuinely decent guy...

"Libby! Get your ass in here and get me a beer!" I heard Brock yell, I exited the bathroom and tucked my make up in my suitcase, then walked out with it.

"Why are you all done up like that?" Brock asked me as I walked into the room. I stiffened and shot him a glare.

"Im sick and tired of you treating me like shit! Im leaving!" I answered sharply. He scowled at me and stood.

"What'd you say? Leavin'? You aint leavin!" He shot back then punched me in my jaw. I stumbled back then ran out of the door and chucked my bag into my car.

Before I left though I walked up to him one last time and thew my wedding ring into his face, he stumbled back and rubbed his nose where it had hit him. I got into my car and started to drive down the street.

It felt good to be doing this, finally! I finally felt free. I had been to University, Graduated, Become a dental hygienist! I didn't deserve to be treated like this! I didn't need a man! I was free on my own!

I drove for six hours stopping occasionally to get gas. Washington wasn't exactly close to Atlanta.

Everything was going fine until the traffic on the highway i was on stopped suddenly. I beeped my horn but I received screams in return. People starting to get out of their cars and run. I opened the door to my car and stepped out onto the street.

"Hello?" I yelled, everything had become silent. I walked around until I heard footsteps. Then I saw it...

A small child had smashed their top half of her body into someones window, her legs handing out. I approached her and tapped them.

"Are you ok?" I asked, I heard a chewing sound and small groans.

"Do you need help? Where is your family?" I asked, the groans became louder and before I knew it the child had broke loose from the window and was tackling me.

I looked at the child in horror, they had blood and guts all over them and their stomach was cut open with guts visible, she looked to be no older then maybe eight?

I held her back but she kept coming for me.

She kept trying to bite me for some reason, I heard a gun shot then the girl fell flat on top of me. Shot in the head.

I stood up shaking, then looked around for who had fired the gun. I found them.

A man who looked around my age, wearing a leather jacket, tank top, black jeans, and sunglasses stood with a Pistol in hand, I could see a motor bike behind him.

"Y- you killed a little girl..." I said in shock, he slowly walked over to me, but I stepped away.

"Stay away from me! You are a murderer!" I hissed, he looked smug.

"Obviously you don't pay attention to the news!" He laughed. I glared at him.

"What is your name?" He asked, I wondered weather or not I should tell him my name.

"L- Libby," I answered, what was the point in lying?

"Well hi Libby, Im Maddox, and it appears to me you still haven't thanked me for saving your life" He said, smiling. I gave him a cold glare.

"You killed that little girl..." I said. He nodded.

"That wasn't a little girl... You need to come with me... We aren't safe here." He decided, taking my arm, I ripped out of his grip.

"Im not going anywhere with you until you tell me what the Hell just happened!" I snapped, he sighed.

"A Zombie Apocalipse." He answered. I looked at him and saw no humour in his face.

"W- wha- How-" I stuttered searching for words. I knew it was crazy to think that could actually happen but I saw that little girl... That wasn't fake.

"Don't ask, ill explain it all on the drive to Washington" He said bluntly. I shook my head.

"You just expect me to get onto that bike with you?!" I asked. He stepped back.

"Fine, If you don't want my help ill leave you to die here..." He sighed. I shook my head.

"Wait D- don't please!" I begged, he winked at me.

"Go get your things" He told me, and I did what I was told. I strapped my small bag onto the back of the motorcycle and got on.

"Hold on" He smirked, I wrapped my arms around his back awkwardly, and we started to drive of toward Washington.

Welcome to the group Libby! And thanks to LizzieKat15 for making her!

Seven more slots for characters! I would love some guys, but girls are accepted, just a heads up, its first in, first serve with these characters so be quick to take the last seven slots.

And Until Next Time

Izzy xx