A/N: Holy cow! 5,000 words in this chapter. Well, it is good. I really hope you guys like this one. I've been dying to post it. Happy Friday! ENJOY! :D

Kendall's POV

I walked down the street, cluttered with over turned and empty cars. I looked down at Bell and she looked up at me with a sad look on her face.

"Don't look at me like that." I told her and she looked down as we walked.

"I made the right choice. They're going to be fine there. They have food, water, shelter, and even security." I said as I walked. I thought I heard something so I pulled out my pistol and put a silencer on it. I ducked down and looked around me. Bell did the same and didn't move until I did.

I continued walking, eventually, taking off my jacket due to the hot California weather. I tied it around my waist before I pulled out the map I folded in the pocket. I looked at it to see that I was on the right road. Wait...I know this area. I looked to my right to see an alleyway. Right at the end was the studio where my band got signed.

Rocque Records.

I sighed and continued walking, putting all of my feelings away for later, again. The only thing I could hear was my footsteps and Bell's panting as we rounded a corner. I came to a stop and she closed her mouth, ducking down. I squinted my eyes to see at the end of the road were a bunch of zombies.

They were just standing around, looking for something to eat. I took off Bell's collar and put it in my pocket before I told her to go into the alleyway on my left. She ran off and I could see her looking at me from the alley. I started to think of how I was going to get those zombies down here without them noticing me. I took off my bag and looked through it. I looked up occasionally to see what Bell and the zombies were doing. I was trying to find something that would catch their attention. I had things that make light and fire but it wasn't going to do much since the sun is out. I sighed as I stood back up, putting my bag on. Bell moved forward but I told her to stay back. I noticed a car was parked perfectly on the street.

A plan popped into my head that second and I really hoped it would work. I snuck over where Bell was, ducking behind the wall when I thought a zombie saw me. I peaked around the corner when I saw it. A brick. I reached around and grabbed it before chucking it across the street, directly into the car window.

The shattering got their attention but I was planning on something louder. I smiled to myself when the alarm rang throughout the streets and the zombies came running. I patted Bell on her head before turning and running down the alley, turning to the right, parallel to the zombies running towards the car. I stopped in my tracks and ducked behind a dumpster when I saw zombies running past the end I was heading to. Bell was directly behind me as I peaked around the side of the dumpster. I move my leg and forgot I had her collar in my pocket.

When the bell rang, I mentally cursed myself when it got the attention of a zombie. I grabbed my pistol, making sure the silencer was on before I moved from behind the dumpster, shooting the zombie directly in the head. It dropped to the ground and I ducked behind the dumpster again, taking her collar out of my pocket. I took the ball off of it before putting the whole thing in my bag. Bell started panting again and I closed her mouth, looking past the dumpster again.

When the car alarm stopped, I mentally cursed again, letting Bell go. I raised my hand slightly, telling her to sit and she listened. I went through my bag and brought out a bottle of water. I poured some into the small container I had and sat it on the ground for her. I grimaced as she made a little noise, drinking the water.

I kept looking past the dumpster to see if we attracted any attention but as she finished the water, we hadn't. Well, until I turned around and looked behind her. I noticed zombies walking past us but they had yet to notice me. I grabbed the container and put it back into my bag, self-consciously zipping it up.

"Fuck." I said when they turned to me.

I quickly got up and ran down the alley, putting the bag back on my back. I ran out of the alley and turned to the left. I wanted to scream in frustration when I was staring into the eyes of about a dozen zombies. I turned back around and ran back the way I came before I remembered the zombies that were chasing me. I looked to my right to see that they were coming at me at full speed. I looked to my left and saw a dim looking alley. I had to make a decision. I quickly looked behind me and to my right and all I saw were zombies coming.

When I looked forward, I saw zombies coming at me from there. I guess fate decided for me. I turned to my left and ran down another alley. The zombies all combined and formed a giant group running after me. I made sure to keep an eye on Bell as we ran but that didn't last long because when I looked up there was a fence in front of me.

Why?

What did I do that is so wrong I deserve this?

I noticed there was a small hole in the corner and I quickly told Bell to go through. I knew I could climb it but that would be pushing it considering it's a little high and the zombies were right there. I looked to my left and thanked every higher power there was and even the city of Los Angeles when I saw a dumpster. I got ready to use all my strength to push it and was surprised that it was pretty light. I climbed up on it and proceeded over the fence, telling Bell to hurry up and go through when I noticed she was too worried about me.

When she squeezed through, I heard her yelp. Her yelp scared me and I lost my footing, falling over the fence. I landed oddly on my feet before collapsing on the ground and tried to hold in my scream when I felt pain shoot through my ankle. Bell scurried over to me and I noticed that she was bleeding on her side. I looked at the hole she squeezed through and saw some of her blood and fur on a sharp piece.

Could this get any worse? Oh wait, I somehow forgot about the zombies chasing me.

I pulled myself up, using the fence and tried to stand but I couldn't and fell to the ground. Bell whimpered and tugged at my shirt. I pulled myself up and quickly jumped back when the zombies slammed to the fence. I quickly hopped away from the fence, down the alley. I couldn't help but look down at Bell. I could see the blood running down her fur but she kept on moving.

We came out of the alley and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in when I didn't see any zombies. I continued hopping down the sidewalk, stopping here and there to catch my breath. I didn't care about my injuries when I looked down and saw Bell was dripping blood now. I hopped over to a bench for the bus stop, wincing as I sat down. I patted the seat, telling Bell to climb up.

She jumped up and I sat back, letting her move over me. I took off my bag and went through it for the first aid kit. I took out some gauze and some tape. The cut wasn't that deep but I knew if I didn't do anything it could get infected. I took out some alcohol wipes and covered her mouth before I pressed down on the wound. I could still hear her whimpering but it was muffled by my hand as she squirmed. I felt tears appear in my eyes. Bell is like my baby and to hear her hurt makes my heart hurt.

I stopped and threw the alcohol wipe onto the ground. I grabbed the gauze and patted it on her wound before taking some tape out. I ripped it with my teeth before taping it to her. I did it again to make sure the wound was covered completely. She jumped down and sniffed the gauze before she looked at me, wagging her tail. I smiled down at her before attempting to get up. I sighed and sat back down when I realized I wouldn't get far hopping.

I heard Bell whimper as she pressed her head against my uninjured leg. I sighed and forced myself up, holding onto the pole on the bus stop. As I hopped down the streets of L.A. trying to follow the map, I could tell Bell was really worried about me. I looked at my watch and sighed when I realized it was broke.

Fucking great! I needed to get to a safe place so I can tend to my ankle. I kept moving, holding onto any part of a car to hold me up. I leaned up against a rather expensive car and gasped when the alarm went off. I looked around to see if zombies were coming from any direction. I sighed when nothing showed up as the alarm seemed to get louder and more annoying. I tried to quickly move from the area but I could only move so fast.

My other ankle was starting to hurt from putting all of my weight on it. I could hear something over the alarm and I turned around to see zombies headed my way. It wasn't a lot but it was enough. I pulled out my gun and started shooting them in their heads as they came towards me. I tried to hop away at the same time and I remembered that the map said I needed to make a left at some point. I moved into the middle of the street as I shot. I felt my other ankle give out.

There had to be something I did to deserve this. The worst part is definitely the fact that I just fell in the middle of the street like some dumb blonde in a horror movie. I rolled my eyes when I remembered that my hair is blonde and now that makes me dumb and, Oh look, horror right in front of me.

I continued to shoot and cursed when I ran out of bullets. There were still a few left. I can't go out like this. Bell started pulling at my shirt, surprisingly, moving me. I got her to stop when I remembered that I had another round in my bag. I didn't want to use the heavy guns because they would make too much noise.

I gasped when Bell ran towards the zombies and quickly tried to change get my extra set of bullets. I started shooting them down as she ran towards them. I tried calling her name but she wasn't listening.

Was she leaving me to die?

The wind blew and kicked up dust and I started to cough, trying to move along the ground. I couldn't see much of the zombies but I knew there was one left. As the smoke cleared, I stopped moving and aimed forward, waiting for the person's head to appear.

When it did, my eyes widened in shock as I watched them stalk towards me, groaning. It was one of my band members, Phil. His whole mid-section was gone, well, the skin was. I was in complete shock before I had flashbacks of when we were in the band. We were best friends up until this zombie apocalypse.

Bet you he wished he listened to me.

He was mere inches away from me and I aimed at his head, closing my eyes. I heard the sound of the gun going off and when I opened my eyes he was falling towards me. I rolled out of the way and his face hit the ground, splattering a little blood on my face. I sighed and let go of my gun, letting it hit the ground.

My eyes widened when I realized I never pulled the trigger. I looked all around me and when I looked in the direction in which the zombies came, I saw three people I thought I'd never see again.

"Carlos?" I said, looking at his feet to see Bell walking up with him. He didn't say anything and I noticed he had my shades on and all of the guns I left behind on him. Camille was holding Hannah and Jo was glaring at me as they walked up.

"I never really liked him anyway." Carlos said, kicking Phil's body to the side.

They all looked down at me before looking back up and I turned to look behind me. Zombies were cluttering the streets all facing us. I turned back around facing their feet before they began shooting. I covered my head and ears with my arms as the gun shells fell on me. The guns stopped and I looked up at them as they looked at me.

"It's just time for you to go huh?" Carlos said, before I could thank them. He squatted down to my level and all I could see was myself in his shades.

"You must've forgot that we were all heading to that safety camp."

I did forget actually.

"I was just so caught up with getting to my family." I explained.

"And how's that working out for ya? Lying here in the middle of the street shooting at a bunch of zombies while gaining the attention of the ones behind you. Get any closer to your family?"

"I got into a bit of trouble and I think I dislocated my ankle trying to climb over a fence."

"Well, aren't you just the perfect little explorer with your dog, who you put in danger because you hadn't thought about heading into downtown alone." His sarcasm was starting to get to me and I was too tired to get mad at him since he had every right to be mad at me.

"I-"

"Shh." He told me, covering my mouth.

"We need to get out of the streets for now." He whispered loud enough for the girls to hear.

He wrapped my arm around his neck before he helped me up. Jo headed over to the building we were close by. Luckily, the doors were unlocked. We headed in and Jo moved the bench that was inside in front of the door. We were inside an office building and Camille sat down at the receptionist desk before Carlos told her to get up.

"We have to get to higher ground."

"Yeah, it's not safe down here." Jo said before heading to the stairwell.

"I can't go upstairs like this." I told them and they all glared at me. I sighed and let Carlos lead me to the stairs. I held onto the rail and Carlos as I hopped up the stairs. We made it to the second floor and they decided to stop on this floor. We opened the door and saw hundreds of cubicles. Carlos sat me down on the floor, a little rougher than needed before he took slowly took off my shoe. Jo checked around to see if we weren't alone while Camille fed Hannah.

"Yup, you dislocated your ankle." He told me as he looked at it.

"Carlos, I'm sorry."

"We have to set it back." He told me, ignoring what I said. Jo came over to where we were and held down my leg.

"On three." Jo told him.

"One-" I held in my scream as he forced my ankle back into it's place. I heard Bell whimper as she stood next to me.

"What happened to three?" I said through gritted teeth.

"You were expecting it." Carlos said while Jo snickered.

"No shit."

"Besides, we don't have that kind of time." He said as he stood up.

"Camille, I need you and Jo to get ready and have him ready to go when I give the signal."

"What signal?"

"You'll know it when you hear it." He said before heading towards the stairwell.

"Where are you going?" I asked him as Bell followed him.

"If you walked to the safety camp, you'd be dead. So I'm getting a car." With that, he was gone. I was about to say something but Jo pushed down on my ankle.

"If you ever do some shit like this again, the next time we see you, we're killing you." I hissed in pain as she let go.

"How dare you walk away like that? Even after he told you he loves you, you still decided on leaving. You clearly forgot about why we're even here. We were told about a safety camp and then early in the morning we find you leaving with all of the maps. If you ask me, I say you're just using us."

"No one asked you." I said before she put pressure on my leg. I blinked away the tears that welled in my eyes. When I opened them, I felt Jo grab me by my hair, forcing my head into the wall of the cubicle behind me.

"You're pushing it. If Carlos didn't love you, you'd be dead already." I sighed when she let me go. She's lucky she's a girl. I looked over at Camille looking out of the window. I laid my head back, trying to distract myself from the throbbing pain in my ankle.

Camille gasped before she said, "He got a truck."

I felt Jo wrap my arm around her, helping me up. We made our way down the stairs before we heard the horn beep. It was a quick beep but we still hurried out the door. Bell jumped from the backseat to the back of the truck. Carlos got out of the front seat and opened the back door. Jo handed me to him and he helped me into the back of the truck. He climbed in on the other side, taking Hannah from Camille as she got in the passenger seat.

"Kendall give me the map." Jo said, holding her hand out. I reached in my pocket and handed her the map.

"Can we look at the map later because we're getting company." Camille said, looking behind us as she handed Hannah to Carlos. Jo sped off from where we were while Camille opened the map.

"Turn here." Camille said before Jo swerved to the left.

"Carefully please, we do have a baby." I told her and she glared at me in the rear-view mirror. I looked over at Hannah as I adjusted my foot. She seemed to smile at me before she stretched her arm out.

"You know, she did the same thing when you left."

"Really?" I asked Carlos and he nodded.

"Shit."

"You can hold her if you want to." He told me and I held my arms out for her. I held her close to me and I couldn't help but smile. She reached up and touched my face. Her little fingers poking my face.

"She really likes you."

"I really like her too."

The sun was setting and we were almost there. I had my back against the door and Carlos was wrapping my ankle while I held Hannah. She had fell asleep about an hour ago. We had to stop for gas and that had to be the most normal thing we've done in a long time.

Everyone had to get out of the car and I was in there by myself with Hannah when she went to sleep. Camille and Jo figured out how to get the gas to work while Carlos walked Bell. I kind of felt helpless until I looked at the baby in my arms. If my ankle hadn't dislocated, we wouldn't have spent this quality time together.

"Carlos." I said, getting his attention. He looked up at me and I sighed, looking into his eyes. I could see the pain he had but I looked past that to see love.

"What?" He asked. I could see the love start to fade.

"I'm sorry."

"Kendall, I don't want to hear it."

"I am. I was blinded by seeing my family again. I haven't seen them in so long. Before all of this, I was on tour. I hadn't seen them in months since the tour started. Then I couldn't get in touch with them when this all started."

"I understand." He said before there was a silence besides the engine.

"I didn't get a chance to talk with my family but it had only been a week since the last time we talked. Even now, if they communicated with me, I would do anything to get to see them. I understand how you're feeling."

"I love you. I couldn't stop thinking about you after I left."

"Well, we were behind you the whole time. We were just very secretive." Camille turned around and said.

"I love you too." Carlos said before he crawled over to where I was and kissed me.

"Guys, it's getting dark and I think we should stop somewhere." Jo said, slowing down the truck.

"What about over there?" Camille asked.

"Camille, why on Earth would we stop at that shady ass motel. That's like the perfect spot to die at." Carlos told her.

"Well, do you have any better ideas?"

"Wait, there's a high school a few roads down. We can barricade ourselves in there until the morning time." I said, sitting up.

"Well, there's your better idea." Carlos said with a smile and Camille just glared at us.

Jo pulled the truck up to the front of the school and we all climbed out. Camille took Hannah from me and Carlos helped me walk while Jo headed to the front of the school with Hannah's bag on her side. It felt weird to be back here since I hadn't been back here in years. I looked around and noticed how quiet it was. Except for-

"Do you guys here that?" Jo asked and we all stopped.

"It sounds like little whispers or something." Camille said as Carlos sat me down on the benches outside. He walked around with them as they tried to find the source of the noise. They walked up to the front of classroom windows and looked in. I could hear the different sounds coming from behind me where the cafeteria is. I turned around on the bench and hopped through the bush and peeked through the glass and I heard a gasp.

"That's Kendall." I heard someone say before multiple shushes. I squinted my eyes and I could see many different eyes staring back at me from the floor.

"Are the windows locked?" I heard someone ask.

"Yeah." Someone answered back.

"You know I can hear you guys right?" I told them and all the eyes seemed to widened. Camille, Jo, Bell, and Carlos were behind me in a second.

"Let us in." Jo told them.

"How do we know your not infected." Someone said.

"Because we're speaking properly and nobody is bleeding."

"But we see him limping."

"That's because he's a dumbass and fell. He's fine now."

"I don't think-"

"Look, you little shit, either you let us in or I bust this window and make all of our situations worse."

"Please don't." I heard a voice say, a little more girlie.

"Then open the door please." Carlos told them before the side door to the cafeteria was opened. Carlos helped me over and we all walked in before the doors were closed and there was the sound of chains. A small cell phone light was put in our faces and we grimaced. The light moved down our bodies before Camille snatched the phone from whoever was holding it.

"Hey, that's-"

"I don't care. If you wake her up, I'll kill you." It was completely dark besides the tiny amount of light coming from the windows all along one side of the cafeteria. Carlos let me go and went over to help Camille with Hannah.

"Does everyone here have a phone?" I asked and they all whispered yes.

"Okay well, take it out and if it still works cut them on. We need as much light as we can get without getting any unwanted attention."

"Hey, I'm the one who calls the shots." A man said coming from the cafeteria kitchen.

A woman behind him, who looked like a generic fat cafeteria woman, was fixing her clothes and the look on both of their faces screamed sex. I looked at the man as he stumbled towards me with a clear spot on his pants. That alone gave me way more information than I wanted.

"These kids only listen to me." He said, getting in my face, breath reeking of alcohol. He also smelled weird but that was a given since showering could be limited for some.

"Really because they seem to be listening to me." I told him and I could see the anger flaring up in his eyes.

"How did you get in here anyway? Everyone in this cafeteria has on a uniform."

"Well, while you were doing the cafeteria lady in there, they let us in." I said, smirking when the teenagers all made signs of disgust.

"I told you about letting new people in. You remember what happened last time we let new people in? Half of you ended up DEAD."

"Dude, keep your mouth shut or I'll shut it for you." I told him.

"For what?"

"Because there's a baby sleeping and the last thing we need is for her to wake up."

"It doesn't matter anyway. We're all fucked in this shitty school. The staff is roaming the halls craving brains and we're trapped in here and the food is nearly gone. We weren't going to last another day so I might as well make as MUCH NOISE AS I WA-" The man flew back and hit the floor as I shook my fist, trying to get the pain to go away.

"Nice." Jo complimented.

"Thanks."

"Okay, well since you basically knocked out our authority, what are we suppose to do?" Some little sassy girl said, getting up off of the floor. They all seem to be laying on gym mats for their bedding.

"Well for one, we were stopping here for a pit stop before we continue heading to-"

"Where were you going?"

"If you shut up and let me finish." I told her and she sighed.

"We're headed to a safety camp."

"The one on the radio?" I nodded my head at the little nerdy looking boy.

"A few of our teachers tried to go there. They ended up coming back as those people. We let them in and they sort of ate the cheerleading team and basketball team." He said before he pushed his glasses up more on his face.

"Well, they weren't doing it right." I said, gesturing to my guns.

"All of you need to just chill while I talk to him for a minute." Camille said, interrupting me. I watched as she guided me away from the kids.

"You're getting their hopes up for something that we aren't 100% sure is there."

"Camille, I'm giving these kids hope. I'm pretty sure they've been here since this started, eating cafeteria food everyday. All these kids have left is hope."

"Well, how are we going to get these kids there?" Carlos came over to us and I saw that Jo had Hannah now.

"Well, you guys aren't really whispering, so I couldn't help but hear everything you two said. I suggest we go out and get that bus we passed on our way up here." Carlos suggested.

"That's a logical idea but these kids won't be able to get on a bus quietly."

"Camille, these kids are scared and helpless. We can't just leave them here."

"I'm not saying that. I'm just saying think about all of those times kids have been moving slow and shit trying to get on the bus."

"This is different, they're going to be moving cautiously and orderly because they know they might die."

"Fine." Camille said before she turned to the kids.

"Listen up squirts, we aren't stopping for anyone. Bright and early tomorrow morning, we're leaving here on that yellow bus about halfway down that hill. We will escort everyone to the bathroom and then we're making our way to the bus. If you die, it's your own fault. Once we're on that bus, if you decide to slack off and play, we will leave you. Is that understood?" Camille asked and they all nodded their heads.

"Just, get some rest for now." I told them.

"Guys, there's one problem with that." Jo told us as she walked over to us with Hannah.

"Who's going to drive the bus?"

"I can." I turned to see the lunch lady. "I have a license in bus driving."

"Great, now no problem." Camille said, smiling in Jo's face, who rolled her eyes.

"Now, we rest."

The lunch lady went over to the guy I knocked out and sat his still body up against the wall before she slid down next to him, leaning him on her. I sat down against the wall while Camille and Jo got a few abandoned mats. They laid down and placed Hannah in between them. Carlos brought over two mats and laid them down next to each other. I climbed on one and I felt him cuddle into my side as Bell laid in front of us. A good while had passed and I was about to drift off to sleep when I felt Carlos move.

"Kendall." I opened my eyes to see him looking at me.

"Hmm."

"We have a problem."

"What? Do you have to go to the bathroom?"

"No, that bus can't hold all of these students." I sat up and looked at all of the students. He was right.

A/N: This chapter was all over the place. From the streets of downtown L.A. to a high school cafeteria, sleeping on a gym mat. My brain is weird but I love this story to bits. Ugh! If this was a movie I would die! Anyways, REVIEW PLEASE! :D