HOLY FUCK I DID NOT MEAN TO MAKE IT ALMOST 6,500 WORDS LONG. AND THAT'S WITHOUT THE AUTHORS NOTE.

Oh well, it makes up for all the days I've missed updating, right? :)

Sorry for neglecting this story, I'm just in a funny way of writing at the moment. Like, I have so many ideas for this story AND for Somebody To You, but i have more for Somebody To You that are kinda more exciting cause right now there's nothing really exciting at the moment, but there will be. So just bare with me until I run out of ideas and get bored of that story okay? Haha.

Oh, and to everyone who's complaining about Rocky dying. Shut the fuck up. It wouldn't be a zombie apocalypse story if nobody died. Would it? Cause trust me, there is worse to come other than Rocky fucking dying.

Plus, would it be a Paige story if people lived till the end? Of course it wouldn't :'')

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Chapter 12
A Weird Kind Of Love

Ross & Rocky

"Come on, stop being miserable."

Brad sat on top of his suitcase, looking between Ross who was sat down on the bus stop bench with his suitcase next to him and his arms folded looking less amused than he ever had done in his life and Rocky who kept on nudging him and obviously annoying him. "Rocky, leave him alone, he's probably nervous and scared." Brad said.

Ross turned his head, that fast he may as well of snapped his neck "I am not scared," Ross said "I'm just... worried... about how we're going to a place where we have to risk our lives for two months."

"So basically you're scared?"

"Yeah.." Ross whined.

They were all waiting at a bus stop at the train station in Utah, they had just gotten off the train from Los Angeles and today was the last day they would be in Utah before heading over to Afghanistan for the next month or so. The three were the only ones at the bus stop as it was almost 6 at night, and nobody is ever at the train station in Utah around this time.

Rocky had spent the last fifteen minutes that they had been here trying to make Ross crack a smile but it wasn't working, even Brad tried and it didn't work. When the army coloured bus turned round the corner, heading for the bus stop, the three all got up with their things and waited for it to stop next to them. That was the bus that always picked them up and dropped them off here in Utah, due to the fact it was a bus specifically for people who worked in the Escalante Desert like them. So whoever was around at the time, like somebody who lived around the train area, and saw them all hop aboard the bus they would just simply think they were heading off to the army or something like that.

And in this case they were.

There were a couple others who worked at the base who were familiar to them all, who were all sat on the bus with them. But they were either sat at the front or in the middle. Ross, Rocky and Brad were all at the back.

Rocky had two seats to himself aka he had the bags on the floor and he was laid across the other two, whereas Ross sat on the opposite side of the bus from where Rocky and Brad were sat. He still talked to them, but to anyone who got picked up on the way to the base it looked like Ross was by himself sometimes. That was until he turned around and decided to join in on Rocky and Brad's conversation of whatever they were talking about. Both their subjects seemed to change every thirty seconds, and they were only ten minutes away from the base.

Ross was staring out the window as they drove down the familiar desert road when he felt the chair next to him move. He turned his head and saw Brad sitting next to him. "What?" Ross asked, seeing he was looking at him and wouldn't stop.

"Alright then, I'll go back over there." Brad said, almost mumbling and going to get up again, only to be pulled back down by Ross. "Thought so." Brad said, smiling. He slapped Ross's leg "So, what are you in this mood for?" Brad asked "I mean, I get we're all going away for a month or so to a dangerous country where we could die," He said, purposely pointing out all the reasons as to why Ross was scared as well as himself a little "But... you've got your brother and your best friend with you. The two people who love you more than anything in the world. So why the long face? You're not a camel."

Ross tried to keep a straight as he looked at Brad but ended up cracking a smile and laughing during his attempt, especially at the camel comment. "Camels don't have long faces, Brad. Horses do."

Brad shrugged "I know. It just made more sense to say camel than horse."

Ross smiled, looking away from him and out the window again. Brad noticed his smile drop as soon as Ross looked away from him, so he nudged him "C'mon, cheer up. You'll be fine, I promise." he said, trying to be as caring as possible. Even though it wasn't exactly a side you saw to Brad very much.

Ross nodded "I know... it's just..." Ross sighed, stopping himself in the sentence. He turned his head and looked at the front of the bus where he saw a boy and girl, yes the base did take on girls their age as well as boys they weren't sexist like that, together, talking and eventually the boy did lean over and kiss her.

Brad followed Ross's gaze over to the front where he also saw the boy and girl together. He sighed, dropping his smile and turning back to Ross "Alright, I think I know what might be wrong now," he said, making Ross turn his head to him "are you lonely? Does somebody need a girlfriend?" He asked, starting to tease now with a slight grin. Ross rolled his eyes at Brad. "Or a boyfriend! I'm not judging..." Brad said, sticking his hands up in defense before Ross decided he wanted to punch him for that.

Ross, again, let out a soft laugh, it was ridiculous at how much Brad amused him each day. Even if he wasn't physically with Ross, Brad would always find ways to make him laugh by calling him or texting him with some story to tell or something random to say.

And if he's being honest, he doesn't know if he could actually live without Brad and his humour for more than a day. It keeps him going and smiling even when Ross is having the shittiest days, he can always rely on that to make him happy. So if they go over to Afghanistan and he ends up dead then he doesn't know what he is going to do. Heck, any one of them could end up dead.

"I don't... I don't need a girlfriend..." Ross said, sounding unsure "or a boyfriend!" He quickly added.

Brad gave Ross a disbelieving look, and Ross looked back at him like he was trying to convince him it was the truth, but Brad raised his eye brows and well, Ross looked away from him and gave up. "Awe," Brad said, putting his arm around Ross and squeezing him tightly "my little Rossy's growing up," Brad said, as if he was talking to a baby or a puppy. He let go of Ross when Ross himself pushed out of Brad's grip "why do you want a girlfriend for? I thought you had me. I'm hurt Ross. Very hurt."

Ross shut his eyes, shaking his head at Brad not knowing whether to laugh or not at that attempt of a joke "I don't... Like I said before, I don't—Never mind." he waved it off, deciding not to even bother explaining to him.

"No... go on. I can listen as well as joke."

"Are you sure about that?" Ross asked, almost like it was an instant reaction and was very unsure whether this was true or not. Brad's face dropped from a slight smile to something with a mixture of hurt, but more confusion. "Sorry..." Ross said, realising that must have sounded very harsh through Brad's point of view. He sighed "No, it's just you look at everyone and... they've all got someone there for them or with them. Whether if it's their brother, sister, Mom, Dad, cousin, some other kind of relative or girlfriend and boyfriend... I don't know. It's just... nice seeing they've got each others back. I mean, I could say that I've got Rocky but he's talking to some girl back in LA that I haven't technically met, just briefly, and Rocky's only met her like twice, both times flirting and somehow managed to get her number. But do you get me?" he asked

Brad nodded "Yeah, I understand. I know how you feel, I get like that sometimes. Especially since I don't have any family in this country, and I never got chance to go back over there and see them before we go over to Afghanistan. All I got was a phone call from my parents and a Skype call from my sister, and that was about it." he said, starting to get fed up and upset.

Ross nudged him so he looked at him, and he gave him a small smile. He knows how it feels to have a family that doesn't really care that much, because if Brad's family really did care they'd have came over to America from England with him or just for this week until he left. But as far as Ross's family goes, his and Rocky's Mom didn't even seem bothered or appear to care that they were going over to a dangerous country to risk their life for a month or so.

Brad sighed happily and putting a small smile on his face, deciding not to get himself beat up about it "But yeah, I get you," he said, pausing for a couple minutes "though... I suppose... in the long run, if we don't have anybody else to rely on or be there for us, or even have around to make us laugh to the point of tears and make each toher happy...then there's us two who don't have anybody and, lets us be honest here, I make you laugh harder than any other person in the entire world and cheer you up, and you do have your moments as well," Brad said, with a smile and Ross nodded in agreement "I guess... them two love birds at the front have got each other, Will's got whoever he's got, but lets face it that old guy doesn't need anybody but us," he said, joking slightly "and Rocky's got that girl back in LA... and in the long run... we've got each other."

"Awe," Ross said, smiling "that was beautiful Brad."

Brad opened up his arms to hug Ross, but Ross shook his head "Uh-uh, I don't need to make this look anymore gay than it already does." Ross said, joking.

Brad laughed, looking behind him where Rocky had fallen asleep and they only had a couple minutes till they reached the base. He faced Ross again "Say, who's this girl?" Brad asked.

Ross shrugged "I don't know, she works in some store. You know the one I went in this morning before we all set off?" Ross asked, Brad nodded "except she wasn't there, it was some other girl... blonde hair... Rickel? No... wasn't Rickel... I don't know, I know it begins with an R though. No, the girl he has his eye on has brown hair and looks around the same age as her."

"Fair enough. Do you think he's going to get lucky and get with her?" Brad asked.

Ross laughed "Oh, Brad. Of course not, he spends way too much in Utah for her to deal with for starters, and that blonde haired friend of hers, she looks like she wouldn't let Rocky anywhere near her."

Brad shook his head, smiling a little at how little faith Ross has in Rocky when it comes to girls "You have so much faith in him, don't you?" Brad said, sitting back in his chair as Ross turned his head and looked out the window and shrugged.

"Who knows. Maybe one day some sort of miracle will happen and we'll actually have a proper conversation with them."

Rydel

Rydel finished work for the day, meaning that now she had to go home to her dad. Well, first she had to go find out where James was with Taylor and pick her up to take her home with her. But maybe if she's sneaky enough she could go home and get changed first before she goes and finds James and Taylor. That way, Taylor doesn't have to spend a lot of time around Rydel's Dad with the risk of getting hurt.

Though maybe James will do what he sometimes does and says he'll bring Taylor back later the next day. She'd prefer that. She knows it makes her sound like a terrible Mom in her head, but hey, a Mom will do what a Mom's got to do to make sure their child is safe and doesn't get hurt, right? Even if it does make her sound horrible.

She only has so long left with Taylor before James leaves with her and his family for good. She knows she can go visit them any time she likes as in every week-end or every so often, but who the hell wants to take a bus and train back and forth to Utah?

Fair enough, Rydel will do what she can to make sure she can see Taylor as much as she wants. But she has no plans on taking a perminant journey to Utah ever.

She knows the city in Utah is beautiful, it really is, especially on a night time when it's lit up like a Christmas tree. She's never been there before, but she has seen pictures and it would be great to see that in person.

But knowing her, the only time she is ever going to get to see that in person for a long time is when she visits James and Taylor there, or when the lights done shine anymore and it's all in ruins with half the buildings torn down. Because that is just the type of luck Rydel has.

She knows it's a very shitty example to show how bad her luck is, but hey.

Heck, she might not even see Utah in ruins either she has that much of bad luck.

She shook her head, coming away from those thoughts because now she was getting stupid with them.

As she came away from those thoughts, she turned and saw her boss, Martha, coming towards the counter. "You look bored, Rydel. It's time for you to go home, you shouldn't look bored." she said, with a smile and laughing a little.

Rydel gave her a small smile back, leaning against the counter with her hand supporting her face "Slow day. There's only been a couple people in throughout the whole day," she said "some old people, a couple kids and teenagers. And this blonde boy early this morning, he looked like he was going somewhere important."

"Well go home then," Martha said, sitting behind the counter now even though she was about to shut the place for the day "you'll be less bored there, and you need to go pick up Taylor don't you?"

"No, but I'll be more safe here." Rydel mumbled, not realising it wasn't so quiet.

Martha turned her head, giving her a funny look "Excuse me?"

"Nothing," Rydel said, making her way towards the back room where her bag and coat was "I said nothing."

"No, Rydel, you said something." Martha got up to follow Rydel.

Rydel had her bag and coat in her hands and smiled at Martha reassurringly "Forget about it. Please?" Rydel asked. Martha nodded, silencing herself and not being sure on whether or not to believe Rydel or not. "Hey, Martha," Rydel said, remembering something as she reached the door of the store "that truck in the back in the garage, does it still need work doing to it?" she asked.

"Yeah, why?" Martha asked.

Rydel shrugged "I get bored on my time off. I'm sure me and James can do it before he leaves, along with occansional help of Maia and what not. I can't guarantee on the truck actually being okay to drive, but I can guarantee it'll look pretty."

Martha laughed "Okay. And when are you going to start doing this?" she asked.

Rydel shrugged "When I'm next off. Bye now." She gave her a wave and left the store.

She walked down the sidewalk and made her way slowly home, doing nothing but staring into space as she walked and lost in her thoughts when all of a sudden she was brought out of them by a very loud car horn and a car parking up beside her. She jumped and turned, seeing James sat there in the car. She rolled her eyes "You have got to stop doing that!" Rydel said, taking deep breaths and having her hand on her heart that was beating very, very fast.

James laughed, finding it amusing how he always seems to scare Rydel like this without fail "Oh, stop complaining and get in." he said, with laugher in his voice.

Rydel rolled her eyes, walking round to the other side of the car and getting in the passenger seat. She grabbed her seat belt and buckled herself in, turning round and expecting to see Taylor sat in the back but she wasn't. Her eyes widened and she looked at James "Where is she?" Rydel asked, getting worried and panicked "I swear to god James, you better not have dropped her back at mine."

"Oh, relax. She's with my Mom," he said, beginning to drive again "do you honestly think I would put her in that kind of danger?"

Rydel sighed, knowing he was right. She relaxed in her seat and slouched in it. She looked at him again and went to go ask him something when James' phone ringing broke the silence. "Do me a favour?" James asked.

"Got it." Rydel said, leaning over to the dashboard and getting his phone. It was ridiculous at how much Rydel is use to doing this for James when he's driving. She looked at his phone "It's your Mom."

"Answer it."

Rydel clicked the answer button "Hey," Rydel said happily, answering the phone "It's Rydel. James broke his tongue so I'm talking."

James furrowed his brow "Can you even break your tongue?"

"Give me a pair of scissors and we'll put it to the test."

"Oh..."

"Oh."

Rydel then went back to the phone call with his Mom. "Rydel, I am so, so, so, sorry..." James' Mom said, sounding worried and panicked, almost like she was crying.

Rydel felt the pace of her heart beat beginnign to speed up, she sat up in the car seat and her face fell "Why? What are you sorry for?" Rydel asked, nervously.

"Rydel," James said, starting to get a little worried himself by the way Rydel was acting "Put her on speaker."

Rydel did as she was told and put the phone on speaker, holding it in between her and James so they could both listen in on what his Mom was sorry for. "I w-went to the park with Taylor... and um... for some reason your Dad was there." she said.

Rydel's eyes widened "No... Don't tell me you let him take her."

Silence fell over the phone. "Mom!" James said, starting to raise his voice down the phone "don't fucking tell us you gave our daughter to that fucking ass hole."

"I'm sorry!" James' Mom said, beginning to freak out all of a sudden "he just came over and asked what I was doing with her! He started putting up a fight about it because I wouldn't give her to him, and I didn't want to attract anymore attention than we were getting so he just grabbed her by the arm and took her! I couldn't do anything about it!"

"Turn around." Rydel said.

James turned his head to Rydel "What?"

"Turn the fucking car around James!" Rydel shouted at him.

James slammed the breaks down on the car and quickly turned the car around, ignoring the car horns getting beeped at him. Rydel hung up the phone on James' Mom without so much as a goodbye and put it on the dashboard. "Where are we going?" James asked, driving but not being sure where to go.

"My house! No doubt he took her there! Where else is he going to go? And if they're not there then I don't know where. I'm not letting him have any sort of interaction with her." Rydel snapped at him.

"Alright, Rydel. Calm down."

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down!"

James silenced himself, deciding not to talk any more because he would only get bitten at by Rydel. He gets that she's angry and worried, and he is too, but she doesn't need to go and let it out on him. Especially since he's done nothing wrong. Actually, if he hadn't of let his Mom take care of Taylor for a little while whilst he did something then maybe this wouldn't have happened...

oh great, now he can feel the guilt.

Rydel sat back in her chair with her arms folded almost hugging herself, like she was trying to keep herself together from breaking down or screaming and punching the hell out of James next to her. She wasn't exactly going to let it out on the car was she? She didn't have enough money to pay for the damage that would be caused. So if she did any damage to James, it would be okay because he'd heal. That, and there's no money to pay for. Of course she'll feel guilty about it afterwards, but that's about it.

Rydel turned her head outside the window where she saw an ambulance on the far side of the road, flashing its sirens with the back doors open as it stayed where it was in the middle of the road. And she could have sworn she saw her Dad standing there. "James, stop the car, now." Rydel said, undoing her seat belt.

James went to go ask her what the hell she was playing at now, but saw her getting the seat belt off and no doubt if he didn't stop she'd probably jump out and hurt herslef. So he quickly stopped the car and let Rydel get out, which meant her had to get out. So he jumped out the car and locked the door, following Rydel across the road to the ambulance.

When Rydel got close to the ambulance, she walked round the bonnet very, very slowly as she was dreading at what she would see if it was her Dad she saw. And James being James, went ahead of Rydel and walked round anyway. "What the FUCK happened?!" James asked, raising his voice.

This made Rydel nervous as to what she was going to see round the corner of the ambulance. But instead of walking slowly round she quickly jumped out from behind it and next to James where she saw the one thing she thought she would never see in her life.

Her little girl lying on the floor in a pool her own blood, obviously been hit by a car, surrounded by at least three paramedics.

She screamed and immediately ran to her side, pushing one of the paramedics out of the way "What happened?" She asked, beginning to cry.

James stood behind Rydel, before turning round to Rydel's Dad who looked like he didn't know what to do, he didn't have any emotion at all "What happened? Tell me now what the fuck happened," James demanded, getting really, really pissed. And this was just by looking at him, if he looked at Taylor lying on the floor dying he would more than certainly push Rydel's Dad into the next oncoming car "WELL GO ON THEN!" James shouted, pushing him.

"I turned around for five seconds and she dropped her little bouncy ball she had with her and it rolled onto the road. But when I turned around that was when she got hit." Rydel's Dad explained, seeming way too calm about this.

Rydel turned around, facing her Dad "She didn't have a bouncy ball this morning!" Rydel said, starting to scream at him through her tears.

"Well, she did when I got her from the park. Maybe your little boyfriends Mom got her it."

Rydel rolled her eyes, looking back down to her. "I'm not her boyfriend, okay," James said, deciding to clear that little detail up "now do me and everyone else a favour and get away from here, this specific spot, and me as far as you can because if I have to look at your face any longer I swear to god I will put you in a worse state than she is in. kay?" he said, trying to control his anger but it obviously wasn't working.

Rydel's Dad stayed where he was, but as soon as James lunged forwards he moved, beginning to walk away.

"Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to step back whilst we get her in the ambulance." a female paramedic asked.

James walked over behind Rydel, and wrapped his arms around her to lift her to her feet as she just continued to stare down at Taylor crying "C'mon, Rydel." he said, holding onto her as they stood to the floor.

As they put Taylor on to the bed and began loading her into the back of the ambulance, Rydel stepped forwards to the doorway to the back "C-can I come?" She asked "please... I'm her Mom."

The female paramedic nodded. Rydel jumped into the back of the ambulance and turned round where James was still stood outside the ambulance. "I'll go and get you an overnight bag, because no doubt you're going to want to stay over the night with her. Then once I've got that I'll meet you there, okay?" James said.

Rydel nodded, with a slight smile "Thank you," she jumped down from the back of the ambulance and wrapped her arms around James and hugged him. It actually warmed her heart so much at how kind he was being to her. She pulled away from the hug and kissed him softly on the lips without hesitation, and he also kissed her back without hesitation. She pulled away "I'll see you there." she said, jumping back into the ambulance.

James nodded "See ya."

James kept his eyes fixed on Rydel as the ambulance doors shut, even when they were shut together and it began driving off. He sighed, wiping his eyes before making his way back over to the car.

Ross, Ellington and Riker all sat in the woodland area that they had ran into whilst Rocky went back for Rydel to help her. They were in a safe part now and it didn't seem like there was anything or any zombies around. And the sky was starting to get darker, which meant night time was coming, so they might as well just set up a camp here and sleep until they all wake up in the morning. Then they can re-start their journey to Utah.

After all, they have got another seven days after this ahead of them. It takes eight to get there, but if they keep having interuptions like this then they're going to take a whole lot longer.

Ross was sat on the floor on a large log, looking both left and right between the trees on the look out for Rocky or Rydel, Ellington was stood a small distance away leaning on a tree and Riker was leaning on the one next to him. They were all cautious about their surroundings and incase anything jumped out at them. They'd been together for around fifteen minutes by themselves, without Rydel and Rocky, and they were starting to become nervous as to whether Rocky got Rydel out of the fence in time, and if he didn't if he got eaten by them.

Riker looked behind him and back in front of him "What if they're dead?" Riker asked "or what if they're dying and we could help them but we just don't know it." he said, starting to get nervous and panicked. He didn't even know the two, and already he was getting nervous and worried about it.

Ellington scoffed, making Riker look at him. "Yes?" he asked.

Ellington shook his head "Nothing, just er... something you said there. Sounds familiar to something."

Ross turned his head, looking at both boys looking fed up and not at all looking forward to if they were going to start an argument. "And that would be?" Riker asked.

"Oh, nothing. Never mind."

"No, no, go on. You've said it now, might as well finish it."

"Please," Ross said, breaking them up from arguing "for the love of god... please don't have a lovers tiff. Or better yet, another lovers tiff. I'm not very kind or helpful when it comes to when two people have dated and they're trying to be friendly with each other," Ross said, sounding about as sensitive as Ebenezer Scrooge. He saw the looks he was getting from them and shrugged "Don't give me them looks. Your life depends on me."

Ellington cocked his head "Have you ever been in love Ross?" he asked.

"What?"

"You know," Riker said, deciding to join in "has there ever been someone in your life that you've loved? Maybe the one person you least expected?" he asked, Ross continued to give him a blank look. Riker turned to Ellington "is he for real?"

Ellington sighed "Has there ever been anybody in your life that you have clicked with almost instantly, got along with easily, hardly ever fallen out with, talked to them 24/7 even when they're not there physically with you, over the phone, texting et cetera," he lowered himself to the floor so that he was squatting "the one person who made you the happiest and forget about all the worries in the world. Ever?"

Ross looked up to the sky for a moment, thinking about it. He looked back at Ellington "Well, I had a friend like that. But I definitely wasn't attracted to them in that way. I mean, he made me happy and laugh – exactly what you said – and all that, but I didn't have those feelings for him. Why? Because I'm not gay." he said, giving him a mocking smile.

"Ever considered that he might have liked you in that way?" Riker asked.

Ross shook his head "Definitely not. Shut up," Ross snapped, getting up from the log and walking around "He's dead. He died a long time ago."

"How did he die?" Ellington asked.

Ross shrugged "I don't know," he said "me, Rocky and Will told him to come with us when the apocalypse started. He said yes, but he never met us where he was supposed to. I went to go back for him but Rocky and Will stopped me because it was too dangerous. I never spoke to them for a week over it. I mean, I'm assuming he's dead."

"Assuming. So he might not actually be dead." Ellington said.

Ross shook his head "No, he's dead. I know he's dead. There's no way he'd survive this long. Especially on his own."

Riker slid down against the tree until he met with the floor "Where did you last leave him?"

"Utah. We last left him at the base. At the very heart of the apocalypse. So obviously he's dead if we left him there..."

"Or he could be a zombie."

Ross looked a head of him through the trees and back up where he looked at the sky "No. He's dead. Definitely dead."

Ellington looked at Ross cruiously, as he now sat down on his back side, leaning backwards with his hands supporting him "Aren't we going to Utah?" Ellington asked, Ross nodded "then there you go! You might see him!"

Riker rolled his eyes "Stop giving him false hope."

"Hey! False hopes better than none!"

Riker shook his head. Sometimes Ellington was right in the most weirdest of ways.

As they all let silence take over, it was broken by the sound of a twig snapping. Ross immdeiately turned around and Ellington sat up straight, turning his head to see if anything was there and Riker looked like he was about to pounce up from the floor. "I hope to hell that, that is Rocky and Rydel..." Ellington whispered "cause if not... we're going to die..."

Ross hushed Ellington and stepped towards the trees, seeing if he could see anything there as he heard another twig snap. "Hello?" Ross called "is there anybody there? Rocky? Rydel?"

"Y-yeah, it's me."

Rydel.

The three boys sighed in relief at the familiar female voice. Ellington relaxed and laid back on the dirty ground and Riker sat back against the tree with a sigh of relief. Ross smiled, also feeling relieved "Thank god! I thought you'd both been eaten by a zombie or something."

Rydel stepped out from the darkness of the woods on her own, her jeans having grass stains on them from where she had been on the floor and trying to get out from the fence, along with patches of mud from where she tried to save Rocky falling down the verge. Ross gave Rydel a confused look "Where's Rocky...?" Ross asked "has he fallen behind?" he asked.

Ellington slowly sat up, looking over to them both suspiciously and a little worried as to where Rocky was. He'd found a new friend and he hadn't made it back with Rydel. How wonderful. Even Riker looked a little worried and suspicious.

Rydel swallowed hard, looking guilty as well as sad. She knows it wasn't her fault, but she couldn't hold his weight and he was being stubborn. She shook her head "I'm.. I'm sorry. It wasn't my fault."

Ross started to become panicked "What wasn't your fault...?" he asked.

"He... he thought he'd killed all the zombies that were chasing us, but one was still alive. It got through the fence and cornered to the verge and fell. He held on, and that gave me chance to kill the zombie myself and I went to go help pull him up, but I couldn't. I told him if he bared with me I'd get him up, but slowly but he was being a stubborn ass and he let go of me and fell down it. Ross, I am so sorry!" She explained, almost begging for him to forgive her and she was.

The colour in Ross's face completely fell and he looked like someone had put their hand through his chest and ripped his heart out. His chest began to rise and fall quicker and quicker as each second passed "H-he's dead..." Ross stuttered out.

Rydel nodded "Yeah... I'm so sorry, I tried my best. But... he was too heavy. And did I forget to mention... stubborn."

"That's... that's three dead."

"Three?" Rydel questioned.

Ross nodded "Yeah... first Brad, then Will and now Rocky..."

Ellington got onto his hands and knees slowly "Alright, Ross. Don't beat yourself up about it. It'll be fine. Whatever you're going to do at Utah, you're going to save everyone, right? You might even save Rocky."

Ross nodded "Yeah..." but then he shook his head "no. You don't get it... that's four people who I love dead. I'm all alone. If this all goes tits up at Utah, I'm all alone. I've got nobody else."

"You've got us." Rydel said, giving him a small smile, stepping forwards and touching his arm.

Ross shook his head, and frowned trying not to cry "N-no I haven't..." he said. He dropped his backpack onto the floor and turned around, walking away.

"Ross..."

"Shut up."

"Ross."

"Shut up."

Rydel sighed, going to go after him "Ross, plea-"

"SHUT UP RYDEL AND DON'T MAKE IT A FOURTH!" Ross spun round and shouted, making everyone jump. He took a deep breath and stormed off.

"Ross!" Riker shouted, getting up off the floor and watching him as he walked away. Once he was far away, but still in sight, he sat down on the floor against a tree.

Ellington shook his head and sighed, looking up at Rydel who looked like she was fed up and upset "Ignore him Rydel, let him cool off and I'm sure he'll be fine."

Rydel nodded, not tearing her eyes from him "Hopefully."

Yeah. You probably all want to choke me now haha. Though, it's no surprise :'')

Okay, so I know I've done about two videos for Somebody To You and one for Fix You & I'm thinking about attempting one for this story for a refreshing change. But I don't know what song to use. But i do have a playlist on my phone of songs that help me with this story & make me think of it. So I'm going to name SOME of the songs for you and the one that gets the most votes I'll do okay? I will say some songs may give away spoilers. If you haven't listened to ANY of the songs just pick a song that sounds the best :'')

Aerosmith - I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing, Avril Lavigne - I'm With You, The Fray - You Found Me, The Goo Goo Dolls - Better Days, Muse - Time Is Running Out, Ryan Star - Losing Your Memory, Oasis - Wonderwall, P Diddy - Coming Home, Green Day - Time Of Your Life, Thriving Ivory - Where We Belong, Charlene Soraia - Wherever You Go, 5 Seconds Of Summer - Wherever You Are

Yeah. Have fun with picking (y)

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