Chapter 2: The Dead Lay Dormant
Four days after first infection
The light of dawn shone through the uncovered window to my uptown Atlanta residence. The building had once been a inhabited apartment building, of which I made my room on the top floor which overlooked the street below. The light woke me up from my sleep, I had gotten back late and just collapsed on my bed. I opened my eyes hesitantly as the light caused them to ache. I sat up to maneuver my body out of the light so I could see properly. I almost headbutted my new roommate as she sat staring at me intently until I had sat up. Vivian yelped and fell backwards onto the bed in fright. I hadn't meant to move as fast as I had, so it was understandable that I scared her. She had been watching me sleep, for how long I don't know. Her purple eyes gleamed even more glamorously in the sunlight but her skin stayed its current, what seemed to be natural color of paleish gray.
"I-I'm sorry! I woke up awhile back and you looked so comfortable, I didn't want to wake you up!" She said, trying to excuse herself from watching me. I placed my hand on hers and put on a smile and looked at her forgivingly. "It's alright, its my fault for sleeping in so late, you must be hungry." I said standing up. We had shared the same bed and she had been out cold the second her head had hit the pillow so she was quite startled when I stood up without proper pants or shirt on. Vivian dove under the blankets that had recently covered my exposed chest and hid her face. "You didn't tell me you were half naked!" She shouted, as her voice was slightly muffled from the blankets. I pulled down a t-shirt over my head to cover my chest and slid into some sweatpants. "Your one to talk, you fell asleep half naked before I did. What you think I was gonna sleep with my sweater and clothes on?" I asked moving the blankets away from her face for a second. Although pale, her face went a light red as I looked at her. She shot up from under the blankets ready for an argument. "No! But I didn't think you'd go to sleep with a girl you just met the night before wearing nothing but boxers!" she shouted. As she had shot up, her tops strap and mingled its way to loosely wrap around her shoulder. Noticing this, Vivian made a desperate and embarrassed grab for the strap, clearly forgetting her claws cut like a diamond on glass. The strap was cut clean in two and the right side of her tank top was hanging loosely revealing her unmentionables. Vivian flailed again in embarrassment to cover herself with her hands, unlike fabric she doesn't cut as easy so it would have been like if her hands were normal.
"D-d-d-don't look!" she shot at me, her cheeks taking on a permanent color of rosy red. I sighed heavily, taking out one of my larger shirts and holding it just in front of her. "Since you may cut this with your hands, I think it'd be better if I put this on you, I won't look I swear but you'll have to guide me." I offered, gingerly waving the shirt around. She looked startled but solemnly nodded in agreement, using her free hand to cut the rest of her top off and peeling it slowly off as not to give me any chance of a glance. She was now bare chested, covering her breasts with her hands as she stare away from my awaiting glare. "Close your eyes now..." she mumbled softly. I did as I was told and held the shirt out while doing so. I felt her get close to me in order to slip into the shirt and then I felt her press up against my chest, her face buried in my shoulder. "Your the first person I've met to be this nice to me... thank you..." I felt a small peck on my cheek and then the feeling of the shirt being taken from my grasp. "Okay, you can open your eyes now." she said, and I did. My shirt was way too big for her so it acted more like a night gown then a shirt, considering I had gotten it a few sizes larger. She had somehow managed not to cut it at all and stood there twisting back and forth like she was anxious.
"Hungry now?" I asked, catching her attention. "Huh? Yes, I am, what do you have?" she asked in return. I pointed over my shoulder to the kitchen.
"Well, I got some human food if you want, stuffs okay and I prefer it to any else."
"Human food..." she said, pausing after she had said it. I saw a little gleam slowly go down from her eye.
Why didn't I just say food?
AN: A little short on this chapter, kinda just wanted to get a slight relationship thing done with this one. I don't know when Ill start throwing in some action and explosions yet, but probably after Seer cheers Vivian up because he's a dumb ass and says the wrong things.
A note on Vivian: I had actually wrote beforehand that Vivian wouldn't know what Boxers were, but then she wouldn't have been embarrassed and she also wouldn't have reacted the same way. So I said screw it and gave her knowledge of the wonder of Boxers. Shes supposed to be a Weak, Fragile, Cute, Tsundere-ish love interest. She also reacts badly to being reminded that she's dead, in case your wondering about the ending there.