Chapter Three

Eddie's P.O.V. 18 years young. 17:30

I felt paralyzed. What am I even supposed to do? My aim isn't good. I could possibly shoot Fabian. I can't stab it because one sudden movement and it'll attack.

I wanted to look at Jerome to see if he felt the same fear I did. But I can't turn my head away. Even if I wanted to. I don't Fabian could fight his way out of this.

The zombie dropped to the floor. Fabian looked like he was in shock. To be honest, I think all three of us were in shock.

He also looked like he was going to throw up.

I finally regained feeling in my body. I moved over a little to see who killed the zombie.

"So, since I killed the zombie and saved mister "go fuck yourselves I'll do it myself"'s life, you will provide me with shelter, food, water, and ammo. If not, I'll kill you all. Steal your supplies for myself." The zombie killer said. She had a black hoodie with faux fur in the hood on. Her hair was a wild afro. She looked like she hadn't eaten in days. She looked oddly familiar…

"Okay listen here, afro head," Fabian hissed turning around.

"You do not come into our house, shoot a zombie, then expect special treatment."

"But isn't that what you and that girl with the red streaks did? Oh, whoops. You killed an innocent child. Sorry. My bad." She hissed. What?

"Fabian, what's going on?" I asked stepping forward. She aimed her shot gun at me.

"One step closer and I'll blow your brains out." She hissed. I held my hands up, machine gun still in hand, and stepped back.

"So, that's your name." She hissed pointing the gun at Fabian's stomach. Her words dripped off her tongue like venom. Fabian glared at her.

"There's no way she's staying here." Fabian growled. I sighed.

"There's no way."

"Here's what I'm gonna do," I started.

"You can stay for the night. We'll feed you a hearty meal, give you some water bottles, a place to sleep, some ammo. In the morning, I'll send you on your way."

"No deal." She said.

"All of that, but I stay for one week."

"Oh hell no." Fabian growled. She pressed her shotgun into his stomach.

"Don't test me. I'll blow your intestines out."

"Do it."

"No, no, let's not do that." I said. Jerome didn't know what to do. I think he was in shock.

"Jerome, you can go. Maybe go to bed. I know it's early but, it's been a strange evening." I said.

"No, Jerome, you can stay." She hissed, not taking her glaring eyes or shotgun off of Fabian. Jerome didn't move.

"Well? What's it gonna be dickhead? A week or your brains blown out?" She asked.

"If she stays I swear, Eddie." Fabian said. I felt like the world threw itself on my shoulders. I gulped.

"I'll show you where you'll be staying." I said quietly. Fabian slowly turned his head to me and gave me the "you're gonna die in your sleep" look. I believe I made the right choice.

Hopefully.

I threw myself onto Patricia and I's bed.

"You look stressed. It's only nine you know. We don't have to go to bed just yet...I can give you relief." Patricia said climbing on top of me.

"Please, Patricia, not tonight." I said.

"Why? You never turn me down, Eddie." Patricia asked.

"I'm too upset."

"Why are you upset?"

"I'm going to tell the group in the morning."

"Tell them what?"

"That we have a temporary house guest."

Patricia wouldn't answer me after that.

Alfie was okay. He some how managed to hide from the horde. The girls took care of him and the zombies. I placed our intruder in the cellar. I made sure she had no way of getting out; for our safety. Especially Fabian's.

I dreaded having to tell everyone about this girl. This….strangely familiar girl.

I just don't know how I recognize her.

The meeting has been called. Just waiting for everyone to show up in the entrance hall.

Patricia was annoyed with me. A) Because there's an intruder living with us. B) Because I wouldn't fuck her. C) Because she was scared and I didn't comfort her.

I'm starting to see how much of a jerk I've become.

Everyone finally showed up. The girl was still in the cellar.

"Hey...guys…" I said. Everyone looked shaken, stiff, nervous, scared, impatient.

"Okay so this girl shot a zombie in this very hallway and she threatened to kill us all if she couldn't stay here for a week and we have to give her supplies and uh, um, she's in the cellar right now." I said a little too quickly. Jerome studied the floor. Fabian laughed with annoyance quietly.

"Um, what did you just say?" Nina hissed. Patricia looked away, ashamed.

"You heard me. Listen, I don't like this anymore than you all do-" Nina interrupted me.

"Yay! Alfie almost died last night! To celebrate let's bring a threatening intruder into our safe house so she can kill us all in our sleep and steal everything we own! WOOOO!" Nina yelled sarcastically.

"She's not gonna kill us. She's locked securely in the cellar. She has nothing but a pillow down there." I said.

"Pillows can kill people…" Mara mumbled.

"Yeah, but she can't get out and smother us. Therefor, we're kinda safe." I said.

"Kinda?" Joy asked.

"Well, not entirely safe. I mean, I don't know who the hell she is. She almost shot Fabian in the stomach and I dunno I think she would of if I waited to make a decision any longer." I said. I tend to blab on and on when I'm nervous.

And afraid.

"You shut up about that." Fabian growled. I looked at him apologetically. Alfie sighed.

"So when will we meet this 'vicious' intruder?" He asked. This took me by surprise.

"Y-you want to meet her?" I asked.

"Well duh! She's in our house, Eddie!" Willow said. I sighed.

"Come with me." I said. I walked to the cellar as everyone followed me. I took the keys from my pocket and unlocked the door with my shaky hands. Once the door unlocked, I slowly opened the door, it creaked with the same amount of fear I had. I felt multiple impatient eyes on me.

The door was fully open.

I took a deep breath and slowly walked down the stairs, my hand on the handle of my pistol. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw her. She looked dirtier than she did last night. The dirt and dust on the floor was probably to blame.

She was awake, however. She found an old brush down here I guess, because it was in her hand. Her afro looked less intimidating than it did last night.

"Ah, you came to visit. Oh, you brought the little kiddies. How nice." She hissed at me in the dark.

"Kiddies? You look the same age as us…" Mara said.

"Honey, I don't look like a preteen wannabe teenager like you, thank you very much."

"I never did catch your name, by the way." I said, trying to keep her attention off of the others.

"I never caught yours." She must have forgotten my name from last night. I remember it being mentioned.

"Eddie." She smirked evilly.

"K.T." She said. K.T. The name sounds so familiar too..

"K.T? What the hell does that stand for?" Mara hissed. Ugh, Mara why…

"It stands for Kara Tatiana, troll head." She snapped.

"If you call me by that name I will blow your brains out while you fantasize about the little My Little Ponies and rainbows." K.T added viciously. Then she spotted Fabian. Great.

"Oh. Hello there." She said evilly to Fabian. He stuck his middle finger up at her.

"Oh nice to see you again, too."

"I can easily come down here at night and shoot you in the pelvis until you die you're aware of that, yeah?" Fabian hissed.

"You're a lovely little soul aren't you?" She laughed. Fabian pulled out his gun and shot her at the top of her left foot. She screamed out in pain and held her now injured foot.

"You don't have good aim, you know." She said, gasping for air.

"You missed my crotch."

"Actually, I have very good aim. I was aiming for the top of your foot. Next time it will be your crotch." Fabian said. I can tell they're going to be a problem.

"Well, heh, I'm very glad you all got off to a good start now it's time to go. Bye K.T!" I said quickly starting to shove everyone up the stairs and out the door.

"Wait. I'm hungry. And your silly little friend here shot my foot. Tend to me." K.T commanded. I sighed.

"I'll take care of her." Patricia said, evil in her voice.

"I don't trust you with her. Willow, can you?" I asked. Willow sighed.

"Yeah. I'll go get the stuff." She said walking out the door.

"Now you're tended to. Bye." I said pushing everyone out. She didn't say anything back.