Beca`s eyes darted frantically around the hotel room, trying to pinpoint her pistol; she saw it laying on the coffee table-right next to the door. Planning out an elaborate maneuver to reach her gun she dove from the redhead`s grasp into the back of the sofa attempting to ricochet off into the table. Crashing into the table she fumbled for the gun then shot it right through the door. `click`. it was empty. the door erupted off its hinges revealing a creature twice the size of her, brown clumps of flesh hung from its gaping mouth, it had a wound in its cheek oozing out a black tinted goo. Leaping onto Beca it took all of the brunettes strength to keep the snapping jaws away from her face although her arms were shaking and close to buckling under the immense load. A flash of red sweeps her eyes as all the weight was taken off her as her attacker`s head exploded into a chunks rotting grey flesh and the black sludge. Chloe`s hand appeared out of the air, Beca grabbed it using as a support to regain her footing, trying to wipe off the sticky sludge with her jacket sleeve Chloe just looked into Beca`s eyes and smiled. Beca felt like this was the first time since the outbreak she felt contempt and where she belonged.
Transfixed by the dented baseball bat in Chloe`s hand, Beca tried to figure out what they should do next but the brutality of the seemingly harmless bubbly redhead surprised and shocked her. "I`m supposed to be the badass not you" Beca moaned as she stroked Chloe`s cheek "we need to find a safer place and some medical supplies" Chloe stammered trying to act serious as she blushed at Beca`s sudden affection. Rushing into a Chloe`s arms, Beca held the red head tight not wanting to let her moment of belonging escape her again, she needed to keep her safe. No matter what.
Finally letting go, the brunette brushed Chloe's cheek with a gentle kiss and stared at the headless zombie. Hating the smell she dragged it by the arms to the balcony and hurled it off the edge into the desecrated streets below. Taking the opportunity, she scoured the surrounding streets for a place with more defenses and possibly food. A store sign in the opposite street caught her eye, it had a pharmacy written in a faded green text. "Chloe, come here , I found something useful" She yelled back into the room.
Smiling as a familiar pair of slender arms wrapped around her waist and red hair tickled her ear. "what we looking at?" asked Chloe slowly as she stared around the vacant street. Still slightly flustered Beca only lifted her arm and pointed at the shop sign. Chloe go out her binoculars and took a closer inspection of the storefront. "The windows look intact and the shelves are full, you could`ve just saved both our lives Becs" Chloe exclaimed with an air of excitement around her.
"I try, Beale. Being alive is a nice feeling for me, especially when it`s with you" replied the Brunette nestling her head in Chloe`s shoulder. Retreating back into the smashed up lounge, the girls collapsed on the sofa, they tried to come up with a plan to reach the shop without making any major noise; they didn`t want another zombie attack. Beca pitched most of the ideas while Chloe just sat there happy listening and suggesting what could go wrong.
After 2 hours of throwing ideas back and forth, they finally decided to just run for it and hope for the best. Clambering down the marble staircase of the hotel they cautiously paced through the main lobby to the gaping glass doors leading outside. Beca stared at the crushed corpse she tossed from the balcony, lying at the foot of the stairs limbs severed and lying meters away, "not so impressive now, are you?" She mumbled to herself, eager to taunt her attacker. Chloe strode past her, gripped by the forearm the brunette was dragged away by Chloe. Ripping her arm from the grip, Beca ran to her bike and checked it was still secure against the post it was resting on.
"Why are you so obsessed over that bike? It`s not like anyone gonna steal it." Chloe questioned with a puzzled look on her face. Beca smirked at the question, walking around the bike still checking it would work. "How did you think I got it?" she replied with the smirk still on her small face. Happy her bike still safe, Beca lifted two fingers and pointed to the shop to show she was preparing to sprint. Nodding her head in agreement, Chloe rocked back on her long legs in an attempt give herself a push when she started off. Concentrating on the window of the shop, Beca saw the redhead dash past her and kicked off with her own feet, eyes still fixed on the window she hurried along the bloody street. Catching up with the redhead, Beca toyed with her as she ran past her, sticking her tongue out and smugly laughing.
Freezing when she heard it, Beca glared at Chloe with worry. 'Titanium' was blaring out of Chloe`s pocket, Skidding to a halt, Chloe whipped her phone out . "Shit, why the fuck did she have to call me now?" Chloe cursed at her phone. She dropped the phone on the floor and smashed it with her boot before it could make any more noise, but it was too late. Both girls heard the heavy footsteps and low groan from the end of the street. A titan stood there sniffing the air for their scents - it found them. Faded yellowing eyes locked onto them and a thunderous roar echoed through the streets. Looking at Beca with her puppy eyes, Chloe silently begged forgiveness, mutely cursing to herself Beca just turned on her heel and broke into a full pace sprint down the street; agreeing with the brunettes choice action, Chloe joined her in hurtling down the street, leaping over piles of stone and bodies. Chloe silently thanked Aubrey for all the cardio she was forced into for Bella training. Reluctant to look back, both girls kept running, hoping it wouldn`t still be on their tail. A deafening snarl and quieter but higher scream confirmed it found a new victim. Chloe winced at the thought of the females death; trying to push it out of her mind she hummed a song to herself as she kept up with the brunette. Looking round at the girl behind her Beca didn`t notice the person waiting for them at the end of the street. Impacting the boy at a high speed Beca rebounded and found a cold steel barrel pressed firmly into her sweaty temple.