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"And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
and it's gotta be soon "
How long is this song? It feels like it's been playing for hours.
I could feel something wet on my shoulder, I turned my head to see what it was. I saw Devin's mouth hanging wide open, drooling all over. "Gross, Devin, wake up!" I yelled at him while elbowing him in the side. "You're drooling all over me!"
Devin slowly rose up from my shoulder and held his head, "Wh'happened dude? We goin' to get munchies?" he questioned while watching out the window. "My fuckin' head is killing me." he groaned while leaning his head back onto the seat.
Lauren moved her attention away from chatting with Quinn and moved it to the back seat, "Babe, there are corpses walking around! They were eating people, one even bit Rod! You're lucky I got you out of there!" Ugh, this woman was so fake.
"Oh really? What I remember was you darting for the car while I dragged him out." I crossed my arms and glared daggers at Lauren. This lying to look good shit is gonna end now, I can't deal with it anymore.
"Hmm? Well thanks, dude. I owe ya one." Devin put his arm around me and chuckled, he turned his head to the left, "So...where we goin'?" he questioned while staring out the window.
"Well, we need to hit a gas station, I'm runnin' out. If I remember correctly Gil's Pitstop is 'round here somewhere." Quinn answered, she was visibly stressed. I would take the wheel, but to be honest, I'm a horrible driver. "We'll be there soon, we're gonn' get Rod something for his bite and get some supplies or somethin', fuck, I don't know."
"Daddy, are you s-sick?" Farah finally spoke up, calming down a tiny bit. She was right, Rod looked like complete shit, he looked like he was dripping in sweat and was unfocused. "Your face is hot, daddy! Mom says when your face is hot yer sick!" Rodney just looked down at her and mumbled a slurred, " 'm fine.".
"Rod, lemme hold Farah, you ain't feelin' right." Rodney shot me this angry look, if he had the strength for it he would probably yell at me. "I don't wantcha passing out while holdin' her."
"Here." is all he said as he handed her over, her tiny body still quivering a tiny bit. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes, "Is daddy gon' be okay?" her eyes started watering. Fuck, do I lie to her and say yes? Rod clearly isn't okay.
"All we can do is hope, sweetheart." I tried to smile at her, but it was hard to. This situation is fucked, I wish I could take her away from this. I tried thinking of a tactic to calm her down, "Want me to braid your hair?" I kept a bunch of hair bands on my arm anyway, kinda weird since I don't have enough hair for them though. Her face lit up a tiny bit as she nodded her head.
"Here, lemme 'ave one of 'em." Devin butted in, taking one off my wrist and tying his dreads up in a pony tail with it. "Do I look pretty? Am I beautiful?" he asked while doing dumb 'model' poses.
"Yeah, you're gorgeous." I sarcastically claimed as I rolled my eyes, making tiny braids into Farah's short hair. She was giggling so hard she couldn't breathe, I looked over at Devin and gave him a smile.
"We're here, everyone out. Except you, Rod." Quinn claimed as she pulled into the pit stop. There was another family here too, a man with his wife and son.
" 'm gonna get some food. C'mon dude." Devin nudged my shoulder as he walked to the main the building, it didn't look open though. "Man, I need some Doritos, they're like a gift from the fuckin' gods." I've never seen a person so emotional about Doritos before, then again I'm not one to judge.
"Dev, the place is closed." I watched as he tried to open to doors, they were locked. "You're not gonna break in are ya?" I shot him an annoyed glance, I better not get in trouble for this.
"Don't worry, I'll pay for it!" He said as he broke the glass door, I gave him the most 'what the fuck' look possible. "I said I'll pay for it!" he yelled as he walked in. I headed back to the gas pumps, not wanting to be a part of that. I glanced at the man filling his car with gas, Farah was playing with his son.
"Hey there, m'name's James." I told him as I held out my hand for a handshake. This was kinda awkward, but it's nice that Farah was getting along with the man's son at least.
"Name's Kenny, our kids seem to be gettin' along well." Kenny chuckled when the kids went running past us laughing and screaming. "His name's Duck, and this beautiful lady here is my wife, Katjaa." he pointed to the woman in the front seat of his truck. We both awkwardly waved hello to each other.
"I'm, uh, not her dad. He's in the car." I pointed my thumb to behind me where our van was, "I'm her uncle –" Our conversation was cut off by a high pitched shriek, I turned around and saw Duck being grabbed by one of the corpses. "Oh shit –!" I ran over to grab Farah, while Kenny pushed the corpse down, freeing Duck.
"You fucking creep, you get off on touching kids?! I'll end you!" Kenny started to bash the corpse's skull in, the sound of crunching and smell of rotten flesh was making me ill. I made sure to cover Farah's eyes. The corpse was clearly dead after a few hits, but Kenny kept on going.
"Jesus, Ken, Stop! You got him!" I grabbed his shoulder, but he pushed me back. I managed to catch my footing while still holding Farah. Maybe I should've just let him go.
"Don't fucking call me that, this fucker touched my son!" He glared at me for a minute, then punching the walker one more time, he calls for his son "C'mon Duck, let's go." He headed back to his truck with Duck and drove off. I then set Farah down.
I saw Devin walk out, only a case of beer in hand "They didn't have fuckin' Doritos, this place blows. Least they got beer." He looked down at the corpse, and saw it was wearing a uniform. "Well, I guess he won't be needing any money."
"You didn't leave any money, did you?" I crossed my arms, I didn't really expect him to either. His eyes started to shift around and all he said was a simple "Maybe.".
Quinn urgently walked out of the car and over to us, "What the hell was that?!", she must've saw what happened with Kenny and the corpse. "That guy killed this man and you're all standin' around talkin' like it's an everyday thing!"
I knelt down to Farah, "Honey, can you go see what Aunt Lauren and Daddy are doing?", she nodded and walked over to the car, getting in the back seat with her father. Now I can have an 'adult' conversation with Quinn. "Quinn, I understand you're stressed, but why the fuck are you yellin' at us?!"
"You're exposing my daughter to a life I don't want her to know!" She got in my face, "Your job is to protect her and you didn't!"
"Listen asshole, I didn't bring this kid into the fuckin' world. All I do is protect your damn kid, maybe you can try for a chance!" –SMACK. She slapped me to the ground, and it stung like hell.
I heard a loud thump and a groan, "Daddy! Geddup!" Farah was trying to hold her dad up, but he was too big. Quinn rushed over and I saw Rodney whisper something to her, "I'm taking Rod to the bathroom" She yelled over as she started to walk to the back of the building.
Lauren started to get out of the car, "I'm gonna get some firewood –"
Quinn turned around, "No, I'll get it. You just stay here with Farah." She turned back around and started to walk Rod to the back again.
"Dude, she slapped you hard, even I felt it." Devin said as he stood up, taking a sip of his beer, "Let's move th'car to th'back, so the two assholes aren't alone. Dunno why they didn' do that themselves." I gave him a quick nod and headed to the back seat of the car, which happened to be covered in blood.
"What happened in here?!" This looked disgusting, dried blood and fresh blood was basically everywhere on the right side of the car. I looked over to Lauren, "Did Rod do this?".
"Hmm? Oh, I wasn't payin' attention." she answered, typical. She has a fucking dying man in the backseat and doesn't pay attention. I got in, putting Farah on my lap so she doesn't touch her dad's blood, and we drove to the back of the building.
While getting out I felt a tug on my hoodie, I looked down to see Farah. "I have to pee..." she whined as she held onto my hoodie. "The bathroom's right here, what's the problem?" I questioned as she looked down and then back up at me, "I'm scared..." she mumbled and started shaking her legs. Oh, now that makes sense.
I went to the trunk to find her stuffed rabbit, 'Dev', I still can't believe she named it after Devin. "Here, I'll go in with ya, but once I leave Dev is gonn' protect you. Okay?" She nodded while jumping around, "Just wait a sec, I'm gonn' find somethin' to protect ya..." Thank goodness Rod had a pistol in his trunk, asshole always thought somebody was gonna jump him. Problem is I don't know how to use a pistol, or any gun to be honest. Only experience I have is my BB gun, so that's good enough.
I went into the girls room first, it seemed perfectly fine. I started opening stalls, they were all empty. "You okay, kiddo?" I asked. She nodded, "I have Dev here, so I'm safe!" I smiled and patted her head. She was such a happy kid, I hope this world doesn't change her.
I walked back out and saw Devin and Lauren sitting on the hood of the van, drinking their beers, "Y'want one?" Devin asked while holding out a beer. Fuck it, it's the end of the world. I might as well.
"I was gonna save my first beer for my 21st birthday, but I guess 20th is fine too." I started to chuckle and I even got Devin to laugh. I opened the beer and took a swig.
"This tastes like piss" It really did taste bad, why did people enjoy drinking this? I took another sip, I must've been a real lightweight because my vision was getting blurry, it felt kinda good.
"Why do you know what piss tastes like?" Devin asked.
I sighed, "Shut up, Devin.".
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