I smashed open the door, hitting him in the face and putting him on the ground. He was dazed long along for me to mount on top of him. I sat on his chest, raining down punch after punch, and sending blood all over the room. I could feel her pulling at my back, trying to get me off of him, but I just pushed her hands away and continued hitting his face. I stopped for just a second to catch my breath, and saw the absolute destruction of his face. The upper part of his nose was tilted to the left and the bottom part was tilted to the right. His lip was busted open and bleeding heavily. His right eye was shut and swollen badly, while his left was just barely open. Blood was starting to come out of his ears, meaning I had done some bad internal damage. He had minutes, if he was lucky. I wasn't gonna wait to find out. I stood up, drowning out Sam's screams and pulled my revolver, aimed it at his head and fired-

We had been walking for...Fuck, at least an hour now. There, in the distance, I saw a house. Small, but a place we could probably rest our feet. ''Let's get over there...'' We arrived to the house, seeing it was actually a house to a farm. To our surprise, there was actually horses and Cows, along with other animals. Pigs, chickens, and plants. Someone lived here. ''Stay here, I'm gonna check this out...'' I stepped up onto the porch and knocked on the door. Within seconds, the door opened. A black man, about my height stood in the doorway. ''Did you knock at my door?'' ''Well, yeah.'' ''The fuckin' dead has risen, people are killing each other, cats and dogs are living together, and you're knocking on people's fucking doors?'' He stepped into full view and I could see the rifle in his hands. ''Listen, my group and I were wondering if we could stay here for a couple minutes; rest our feet and such...'' I jabbed my head behind me, showing Sam, Paige and the kids. ''Uh huh. And how do I know you people aren't gonna come inside and splatter my brains all over the wall?'' ''Well, by the sounds of it, you don't seem like you have much of it anyway. If you did, you would've shot us as soon as you opened the door.'' He brought the rifle up, but I was prepared. I pointed it down to the ground and headbutted him in the face. Not too hard, I didn't really want to hurt him that bad. He released his grip on the gun, and I handed it to Sam, who was following behind me,gun at the ready. ''You gonna cooperate now?'' He held his hands in the air as he spoke, ''Ha, like she'll shoot me! If I didn't think she was scared, I would think she was having a fuckin' seizure!''

He wasn't wrong. Sam's hands shook as she held the gun. It brought me back to the beginning...Actually, what if-''Listen, old man! All we want is to just rest for a couple minutes, and I swear, I will shoot you if you try anything!'' I laughed internally at that. Sam was tough, but not like that. I felt like I just heard a kid trying to act like an adult in front of her friends- Hey, wait a second-''Well, it doesn't seem like I have a choice now does it? I ain't stupid. Just, don't damage anything.'' He looked at me, ''And that includes my face, thank you very much!''

...

I sat on the porch thinking. Sam and the rest sat inside, on the couch. I heard the door behind me open, and the man walked out and sat next to me. ''Quite a group you got.'' ''Yeah, I know, it looks like a circus act. Or a family that lives with a white picket fence.'' We shared a laugh, and he held out a hand. ''Richard.'' I took his hand and shook it. ''Vincent.'' He wasn't an old guy. He looked about 30-40 and was, as anyone who works on a farm, well-built. ''So, where you guys headed?'' ''Where's anyone headed? Only one place we all are gonna end up in...Florida.'' He looked up with surprise. ''Damn, grew up in Coral Springs. Wonder what it's like now...'' An awkward silence took up. Finally, he spoke up. ''You like her, don't you?" Fuck, that came from nowhere. ''W-What, what? Why would I, like, why would you think that?'' Jesus, I'm sure Jeffrey Dahmer could've given a better defense. ''Hahaha. I could see the way you two looked at each other when you were sitting next to each other on the couch. That why you came outside?'' Well, yeah, but let's avoid that. ''Doesn't matter what I think of her. We've both been through hell and back... Ain't like I can get a wedding ceremony. I guess chivalry is dead.'' ''Nah, come on man. You know who says that?''...Is he actually asking me? ''What? I-I don't kno-'' ''PUSSIES! That's who! Are you a pussy Vince?'' ''Well no, but-'' ''So, what the fuck man!? God, you want me to tell you about the birds and the bees also? Jesus.''

''Hey, speak up Rich, I don't think New York heard you.'' This fucking guy. ''You think I didn't see the shit you pulled? I was watching you. Saw you handle Naka's men. Made it back before you did. I mean, you can take out his fucking military trained mercenaries, but you can't admit your feelings to a girl? God, gonna make me fucking kill myself.'' God, what are you my dad? ''Alright! I fucking get it. Jesus. Come on, let's go inside.'' I stood up with Richard and headed inside. ''So Rich, anyone else with you?'' ''Used to, but I've been doing fine on my own. They all died, so I guess I wasn't able to find another friendly group.'' ''Well, I didn't think I-'' There was a knock at the door. All of us looked at the door, and then at the couch to see if anyone went outside and was trying to get back in. ''I guess I'll get it.'' I walked to the door, pulling out my pistol, and looked through the hole. I didn't actually see anything, so either it was covered up from a long time ago, or someone didn't want me to see who was outside. I motioned behind me for the group to get ready. Sam, Paige and Richard leveled their guns at the door, and I slowly turned the knob. I pushed it open to-...nothing. Huh, guess we were just-

...Ugh...The fuck hit me? ''Ello, Lads!'' A man in a white shirt and vest appeared in the door way. ''I'm Jimmy!'' He spoke in a cockney accent, and I would've shot him, if he wasn't pointed the barrel of a shotgun in my face. ''What the fuck are you doing in my farm!? Are you from Naka!?'' Richard yelled. ''Nah,Nah,Nah. You see, I've been following this man for a while, it was quite impressive with what you did to Tim.'' Tim? ''Tim?'' ''Tim.'' ''Tim...'' ''Tim and his men.'' ''Okay...I don't know who that is.'' ''Naka's lap dog, the guy who you killed in the office, when you killed the blokes trying to kill your sister!'' Oh! That guy. ''Yeah, yeah...What the fuck do you want?'' ''Well, just want to let you, some more fucking Lap dogs, are coming your way right now!'' Thanks, like I couldn't have guessed that. ''Well, are you gonna fight with us?'' ''Oh yeah, sure, but only if you let me stay in your group!'' Who the fuck is this guy!? ''Whatever. Just fight with us.'' ''Sure mate! Finally I get to hang out with the popular kids!'' He extended a hand and helped me up off the ground. I dusted myself off and looked at the group behind me. ''Richard, you good with that rifle?" I pointed to the gun in his hand. ''The best.'' Okay, set up somewhere. And warn us before they get here if you see something.'' I pulled him aside for a second. ''Are you gonna stay with us?'' ''What do you mean?'' ''If you're as good as you say, we could use you In Florida...'' He thought about it for a second. ''Ain't a bad idea to see what they done with the place...And I like you Vincent. Sure.'' I extended a hand and shook it firmly. ''Jimmy-'' ''Yeah, Yeah, don't worry about me, mate, I got this.'' He left the house and I guess turned around into the backyard. ''Paige, go set up with Richard.'' ''On it.'' She followed Richard upstairs. ''Sam, Alex and James, follow me outside.''

I opened the back door, allowing Alex and James out, but pulled Sam aside. ''How's your arm?'' ''It's fine...When do you think I could use it again?'' ''I'm hoping now. Do you think you can handle it?'' She looked at her arm. ''I mean, maybe...'' I stepped a bit closer. ''Sam, you've been through hell in literally a day, you need to do one more thing before you can leave it.'' ''I need to teach you something.'' I took the revolver and pointed it at me ''Here. Shoot me.'' ''What?'' Her hand started to shake. I grabbed it and held her still. ''You need to learn to shoot. Whether it be Naka himself, or James, you need to know how to pull the trigger. If one of us turns, I want to know you can pull the trigger. Don't worry, I trust you.'' ''I don't understand...'' She was on the verge of crying now. ''It's okay...No matter what happens, it's gonna be alright.'' She pulled the hammer down. She was crying softly, not sobbing, but tears were streaking down her face. This was the same thing that happened to my sister. Her finger got tighter and tighter on the trigger. I could almost see the hammer ready to go. But she stopped. She pointed the pistol down. ''I can't, I can't...'' I smiled. ''You should know me better Sam.'' I put my hand on her cheek. She looked in my eyes, and I moved in closer. Our lips touched, and our eyes closed. For a moment, it didn't even matter that the world was hell, or Naka's men were coming. She wrapped her arm around me and the kiss intensified. Right then and there, everything was perfect. I found love in the apocalypse. Everything was so perfect in fact, that I barely heard Richard yelling from the top floor. I broke the kiss. ''It's go time. And by the way. Since you didn't shoot me...'' I reluctantly let go of her and picked up the revolver. I placed the barrel at my temple, and pulled the trigger.

I know some of you are confused by the ending, but don't worry, it's not as bad as you think. A wise man once said, ''Don't shit where you eat, but if you really want to, at least make it suspenseful, and make it make sense... Oh also, put the money in the basket, we need it pay our taxes- oh wait, the government is kissing our ass... Fuck it, give it to us anyway.'' That's how it went right? Oh well. See you in the next chapter.