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"You… You are both idiots." I sigh, wrapping gauze around one of Jay's cuts… caused by Kory, of course. He winced a little as a slapped tape on it.
"No, he's the idiot." Kory says.
"Dip shit." Reaver mumbles.
"Fuck wad." Kory sneers.
"Yarn suckers." Jay glares at them both. He received confused glances.
"Stop fighting." Russia sighs, unwrapping a candy bar. We were sitting in the middle of a gas station, surrounded by snack foods and various things no one needed.
Or you didn't think you needed, until you face a zombie apocalypse
"Okay, you should be good now." I smile, putting away the medical gear I picked up at the mall before this all happened.
"Good?" Jay asks, glancing at the gauze.
"You won't lose your arm or bleed to death or anything." I clean up the little shards of glass I pulled out of his skin. Those poor idiots.
"We need to get going soon." Reaver says, checking the clock on the wall. I held my tongue, as much as I'd like to disagree with him.
"Why?" Kory asks. He was still very unhappy about Reaver becoming leader.
"Because, it's not good to stay in one place for too long. You could get attached." Reaver sighs.
"What's so wrong with getting attached?"
"When you get attached, it's harder to lose." There's this look in Reaver's eye, and I see it in Charlotte's, too.
"What if you lost one of us?" Texas sniffs. I cringe.
"I'm not attached to any of you." He lifted his back pack over his shoulder and grabbed his gun that was lying on a chair. He began to walk out of the station, when he adds, "Let's move."
We were packed and moved out of there in under fifteen minutes. I was once again shoved into the van with the guys. I never really understood though, why they could hate eachother so much and still choose to ride in the same car.
"I think Minneapolis should be leader again, I like her more." Kory has not gotten off this since we rescued them from the store back at the mall.
"No." I yawn.
"Fine." Kory says. It's surprisingly quiet for the next few minutes. I close my eyes, relieved of having to drive anyone for a while. It's been nice, not having to take care of everyone every second.
The there's a crash.
It all kind of goes in slow motion, the car comes to a dead stop, there's a ripping sound, and then a breaking sound. I realize those were the noises of a seatbelt and the windshield. I think Reaver is swearing. And then the whole world dissolves.
I'm being dragged across a cemetery.
This is the first thing I realize when I come to. And immediately I believe I'm dead, because this was what I imagine would be the groups' sad attempt at burying me. But something about this was a little off… Oh yeah, I was alive.
"Oh!" Texas looks at me. She and Fairbanks stop dragging me.
"Thank you." I brush myself off and stand up. "Where's Emmett?"
"It's interesting how you're not worried about Kory and Reaver and Jay as well." Texas smirks.
"I am." I look behind me at the truck. It sat there., smoking, it's windshields destroyed. Four bodies lay next to it. "Holly cow!" I run over to them. There were shards of glass everywhere. Reaver had gone straight out the windshield, as I had.
"We pulled Kory, Emmett and Jay out of there." Russia explains. Now I saw that they were moving slightly, breathing slowly. Except Reaver.
"What's wrong with them?" I ask. Though the answer was right in front of me.
"Kory passed out, Emmett messed his arm up and Jay's just sitting there, I don't know why." Bavaria explains. I looked at them… someone was ,missing…
"Where's Charlotte?" I panic.
"She's over there." Texas pointed at a graveyard on the side of the road. I couldn't see Charlotte through the mist, but I trust that she was there.
"Go take care of her, I'll help these guys." I examine one of Reaver's wounds. There was a long gash from his forehead to his cheek bone. I went to the truck to grab my back pack full of medical supplies. It was deathly silent, the fog had set in pretty thick. I took out some rubbing alcohol and prayed it wouldn't scar.
"I'm sorry." I whisper to the motionless (minus his breathing of course) Reaver. Then I glance back at Jay, Kory and Emmett. I think Jay was sleeping. I finish with the gash and check for more injuries, but find none. Then, walk over to Emmett.
"You okay?" I ask. I touch his arm and he winces in pain.
"Just fine," He says somewhat sarcastically. I look through my bag for something to prop his arm up with. "How about you?"
"Okay." I do the best I can to make a cast out of gauze, which sadly was the only real medical supplies we had.
"You don't look okay." Emmett raises an eyebrow.
"Thanks."
"No, I mean," He laughs, "I mean look at your leg."
"Huh?" I look, there are tiny little pieces of glass stuck to/in it… Then one large shard of glass protruding from my calf. How did I miss that? The pain finally catches up with me, and I cringe. Then try to ignore it and finish with Emmett's arm.
"Here," Emmett brushes the stray glass on my leg, then grabs a tweezers out of my bag and starts picking out the small ones emerging from my skin. I close my eyes once the blood starts streaming down my leg… "Take these," I open my eyes again and Emmett's handing me a bottle of pain relievers.
"Thanks," I dry swallow them and close my eyes again. I want to scream every time I hear the small clink, clink of glass hitting the pavement. Then it stops. I open my eyes again, and Emmett is carefully studying the last and biggest piece of glass.
"This… might hurt… slightly." Emmett sighs. I'm about to ask him why when there's an agonizing pain in my calf. And a blood curdling scream is escaping my mouth.
"I'm sorry." Emmett throws the shard of glass, but he looks more amused than sorry.
"What the hell was that? Jay is walking over to us. He sees the blood gushing from my leg and nods in understanding. I think I may have woke everyone up, because even Reaver was walking over, startled. Emmett starts working on the wound and I think I'm going to pass out.
"You idiot!" Reaver yells at Emmett. "You don't just rip glass out of someone's skin. That just makes it worse."
"I didn't see you doing anything to help." Kory's now here, and a fight is more than obviously brewing.
"I didn't see you doing anything, either." Jay steps in.
"Would you all just shut up?" Emmett asks impatiently.
"You shut up!" They all yell at once. Then the three start to kill each other. Pfft. Guys. I see something coming from the fog, and it's Texas, her face seems a little panicked.
"What's wrong?" I ask her, starting to get up, but then realize I can't. Emmett shakes his head and sighs.
"We can't find Charlotte." Texas' face is one of sheer horror.
"What?" Reaver stops fighting for a second and looks at her.
"We-When we went back to talk to her, she was sitting on top of a head stone. Then we thought we saw one of you guys, so we went to go get you, but there wasn't anyone there. So we went back, but when we got there, Charlotte was gone."
"Gone? What do you mean gone?" Reaver is very unhappy about this.
"Vanished. Poof. No sign of her, whatsoever. This place gives me the creeps, let's find her and get out."
*ahem* WILL MINNEAPOLIS EVER BE ABLE TO WALK AGAIN? WILL THE GUYS EVER COME TO AN AGREEMENT? WHAT WILL THEY DO WITHOUT A THIRD CAR? ARE THERE OTHER UNDEAD CREATURES OUT THERE OTHER THAN ZOMBIES? WILL THE GROUP EVER FIND CHARLOTTE? FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON ZOMBIE! CANDY! CHAINSAW MASSACRE!