''Yeah...No...Yeah, she won't go near him...okay..Thank you so much...Okay...I'll see you Tuesday...Okay...Bye.'' John hung up the phone. ''You're lucky. He's not pursing anything, but you are not to go near him-'' ''I know, I know, I won't even look at him, I got it.'' ''I wasn't finished, You are grounded for a month.'' ''What?! But, I'm not even at fault!'' ''I don't care! You don't use violence, no matter what.'' She stomped up the stairs to her room and slammed the door shut. She was trying her hardest not to cry. ''Fuck this!'' She opened her window, making sure her door was locked, and stepped out onto the roof. She watched the people on the sidewalk. Two kids playing tag. Four teens playing pick-up basketball. Two guys walking to a van with a carpet. Were there legs hanging out of that carpet? Fuck it. She jumped off the roof, landing safely and sprinted down the street. She might as well go hang out with her friends. Her dad was going to work soon, so she would be fine. She ran around the block, right into someone. ''Oh, I'm sorry!'' She stepped back, dusted herself off, and looked at the person.
''We're seeking refuge in Florida...'' Rich answered. ''Names?'' ''I'm Vincent.'' ''Jimmy. ''I'm Richard.'' ''Those kids in the back are Alex, James, Paige, and Sam.'' He eyed us suspiciously. ''Big group. Why the fuck do you wanna stay here?'' ''Well, I'm trying to find out if my friend is still alive. If he is, we were gonna stay by the coast.'' I'm not gonna really do that, but I don't want this guy coming to find us later. ''I see. Do you know who I am?'' What the fuck kinda trick question is that? ''No...'' ''Step out of the car please.'' What? ''Why?'' ''I'm gonna check you for bites. After that, you can go.'' What does this guy care? What the hell happened here? Got fucking border patrol, is Florida actually civilized? ''Alright. Hey guys, wake up!'' The entire group was awake now. ''Let's step out, he's just gonna check us for bites.'' Paige, Sam, and Alex stepped out immediately. ''Don't worry, they won't see it...'' I looked over at Sam. She was whispering into James' ear. Won't see what? ''Excuse me!'' The guy put some emphasis on his weapon, waiting for Sam and James. They both stepped up, so we were all in front of the car. The other two guards came up behind the guy, and one pulled out something. Sorta looked like a bulky landline phone. ''I'm gonna put this against your neck, gonna tell me if you're infected or not.'' How the hell do these guys have this? What am I getting us into? He came up to me first, then Jimmy, then Rich, Then Paige, then Alex, then Sam. As he stepped over to James and put the thing on his neck, Sam pulled the pistol and fired into the guy's head.
Well, what the fuck was that?! It was going well too! I charged the guy ahead of me, knocking him down. Rich pulled a little revolver and fired into the other guy's arm. It didn't kill him, though, and he pulled his own and fired into Jimmy. Jimmy was knocked back from the shots, and fell to the ground. Rich fired another shot, into the chest, killing him. I grabbed my own guy's gun, and wrestled it towards his head, firing, and killing him. ''Well, what the fuck was that shit?!'' I yelled at Sam. Jimmy got up, miraculously, guy had to have taken 3 bullets to the chest. ''I'm fine, mates. Just a scratch.'' I walked over to the fallen guy, Sam shot. I picked up the device and looked on the screen. ''POSITIVE'' Positive? I put the device on my own neck, and it somehow worked. I looked at the screen, which read, ''NEGATIVE'' Well, I know I'm not infected...''That's really not fucking good.'' Rich said, looking over my shoulder. ''Nope. It's really not.'' I said that more to Sam, who was looking on with fear. ''I can explain!'' ''Then do it quick. I just took a bullet because of you!'' Jimmy came over, pliers in hand. He reached into HIMSELF and pulled out a bullet casing. Fucking disgusting, but pretty cool. ''I don't even wanna know, how you did that, just...Just get their guns. Now you, get to talking.'' Sam sighed. ''When you were in the house, a zombie shambled up behind us. We didn't hear him, cause of the gunshots and stuff, and he got James,'' She lifted up his sleeve, showing a clear bite mark. ''But I was scared if you found out, so I didn't tell you!'' Paige nodded, next to Sam. Alex was looking around, like his parents were having an argument. James just looked at the ground, no emotion whatsoever. ''Well, fuck me. Now what?'' Jimmy was...Oh my god! He fucking lit the lighter, and is holding over his gunshot!
''Jesus Christ, Jimmy! Fucking stop that!'' He looked up, annoyed. ''Hey, fuck you, Vince! I took a bullet in the chest for your girlfriend, and the last time I checked, you pussied out and took a little nap, while she operated on you, so fuck you,'' He pointed to me. ''Fuck you,'' He pointed to Sam. ''And fuck you, especially!'' He pointed to James, still looking at the ground. ''Can we all get back in the damn car?'' Rich opened up the driver's door and got in. ''I'm driving this time. Why the hell did I agree to this? You come to my door, damn near break my nose, Jimmy comes out of nowhere, like who the hell are you? You destroy my farm practically, and now you're gonna argue about this shit? Screw you all! Okay, maybe not Jimmy, he's pretty cool. Now get in the car, before I kill all of you.'' ''You know that's a good point, Who the hell are you Jimmy?'' ''I said get in the fucking car!''
As we drove in, I wasn't expecting it to look so...nice. Florida was how I remembered it, you know, a little dirty, but there weren't any walkers, anywhere. We turned the corner, and there were actual people, walking on the sidewalk! Gates blocked off some parts of the city, and soldiers were keeping watch. We seemed to have came across a town. I know, because a banner, hung between two buildings, proudly saying, ''Welcome to Apocalypse'' Okay, I know Apocalypse means, reborn, or rebirth or some shit like that. But why would you name a town, fucking Apocalypse?! I'm sure moral is high here. People were scattered everywhere, and it reminded me of those old western movies. There was even a town center. ''I like this place.'' Sam noted. ''I do too, but...'' I was stopped, by someone literally stopping us. We didn't need to roll down the window, thanks to those other assholes. He was dressed in, what looked to me, as a sheriff. Not an old western one, but in a sheriff's uniform. ''You guys just rolled in here?'' ''Yeah,but we're actually looking for a friend of mine.'' ''I see, I see. But, because of our great mayor, there's only one way to get past this town, and out into the rest of Florida, and that is to do the mayor a favor. Not that I see why you'd want to leave anyway.'' A favor? ''What kind of favor?'' ''Well, the mayor is gonna get to know you. Once that happens, he'll give you a task, could be a day after that, could be a year. And the favor? Could be, go grab me a can of beans, to go clear out a raiding camp.'' Wow, and I thought only I could delay this trip longer. ''So, where should we go? Well, if I were you, I'd go into the hotel over there, and rent a room.'' He pointed to a hotel about 100 yards away. ''We don't ask you to pay anything, as long as you don't cause trouble, and get your ass a job, you'll be fine.'' ''How big is this town? There's a lot of shit here.'' ''Bout the size of a small neighborhood.''
''When you're ready to talk to the mayor, don't worry. He'll find you.'' And with that ominous ending, he took off. And by took off, he just walked down the road, like I can still see him walking. All of sudden, the door opened and Jimmy came back into the ca-wait what? ''I checked the perimeter. Gates all over, the only exit is watched and, again, is a huge fucking gate.'' ''...When the fuck did you leave?''
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We walked into the lobby of the hotel, a lot cleaner than I expected. This was probably the last hope of civilization in this world. A woman stood behind the reception desk, but with no uniform. ''You lot are new, would you like to book a room? You all would probably take up three.'' ''That's fine. Do I just go get a room, or?...'' She handed me some keys. ''These are your room keys. We don't have computers, so we just write in marker on the keys, which are open, and which are not.'' I looked at my key. Room 403. ''Thank you.'' We walked up the stairs, considering the elevator wasn't an option, to the fourth floor. ''Vince, how bout Alex, James and I take this one?'' Sam asked. ''Sure. Jimmy, Paige, Rich, you guys want this one?'' I threw them a key. ''Yeah. That's fine Vinz.'' Paige said. You know, I think those were her first words in like ten chapte-I mean hours. I don't even wanna know why all three of them agreed to sleep in the same room. It was a nice room, 2 beds and a sofa. And a TV, but God knows if it works. Fucking idiots, I got my own room! Now that's nice. ''Alright everyone. It's pretty late, and we had a long day. It's time to get some rest. I'll wake everyone in the morning. Goodnight.'' Everyone said their goodbyes and retreated into their rooms. I opened my door, no need to lock it, walked to the bedroom, and sat down. What is going on? I went over to the chair, sat down and looked out the window. Fences surrounding the city from the outside. There's a lot of people here, on the sidewalks, in the road. We parked our car in the parking lot, surprisingly not the only one there. Could Kenny be here?
I dozed off in my chair, too tired to go back to bed, when I heard a click. I sat up, ready to stand up and fight if necessary. Sam walked into view. She leaned against the doorway, in a shirt, but no jeans. She had panties on, but besides the shirt, that was on. Me? I had on a black button downed shirt, and black jeans. I still hadn't bothered to remove my shoes; converse high tops. ''Can I stay?...'' She asked, but seeing my, I dare say, love interest, in practically nothing, made the answer easy. I walked over to her. I stood extremely close, and spoke into her ear. ''Why do you like me Sam?'' I was curious, but I also took this time to grab her around the waist and pull her closer. ''Because you're the only person I feel safe around...You're funny, cute, and you saved my life like a hundred fucking times...I thought...Maybe we should spend a little time together...?'' That was all the invitation I needed. I leaned back and looked into her eyes. I could see nothing, but lust. I put my hand on her cheek, and leaned in. Our lips finally locked, and I could feel all the passion, both her and I had stored for each other, all in this one kiss. I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up, never breaking the kiss. She giggled slightly as I led her to my bed and laid her down. Wait! Remember you fucking idiot, you said you wouldn't do this. Hey! Asshole! Don't even think of getting some morals, or shit like that right now. Just do it. For me. Okay, why are you in my head?...Chrissy?...Fine, screw it. We could die tomorrow, but as long as she's with me, I couldn't care less.