Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/836107.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Zombie_Apocalypse_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Rodney_"Cloud"/Moonie
  Character:
      Rodney_James_McCloud, Clint_Michael_Moon
  Series:
      Part 1 of Undead_Bodies
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-06-09 Completed: 2013-06-21 Chapters: 16/16 Words: 16793
****** Undead Bodies ******
by EmoSheepPrince
Summary
     Have you ever wanted to experience a live action Zombie Apocalypse?
     Well, you came to the right place. Rodney was just a typical boy next
     door. He loved fun and he loved to fight. Waking up one morning, he
     went through his usual routine for the day but it was then he heard a
     loud high pitch scream coming from the outside. Rodney ran to the
     sound and saw a woman being eaten alive by what looked like an
     imaginative monster, something that you never think you would see
     outside of the television. That's when Rodney knew right then and
     there that the world has already gone to shit overnight.
     Now Rodney has to battle for his life. His fighting skills and quick
     thinking will come in handy once he's out on the road but he isn't
     alone. He has his mother in tow and later on he would meet a group of
     survivors. Nobody knows if the apocalypse will last or not. Some will
     hope that everything will go back to normal in a couple weeks. Others
     fear that the apocalypse might go on for months and months and years
     and years until every last human on earth is turned into one of those
     'things'. This is a story about survival. This is UNDEAD BODIES.
***** The World We Know Has Gone To Shit *****
"No....this can't be happening!"
I calmly started to back away and once i've reached the front door, i
practically ran inside and quietly shut the door."Honey, what's wrong?" A woman
spoke up. I jumped slightly and quickly turned around to see my middle aged mom
in her bathrobe. I stared at her with horror. How am i supposed to explain what
i just saw? Even i couldn't believe i just witnessed my first zombie breakfast
right infront of me and come to think of it, i knew that woman that was being
devoured. She was a family friend that lived next door to us. I didn't know how
she got caught by a zombie but perhaps she was taking a walk outside to get her
mail and the zombie saw her? I didn't know and i didn't think i wanted to know.
I couldn't believe this was happening. It seemed like just yesterday,
everything was alright. No eaten soul in sight. No decaying body rotting in the
sun and now i wake up to see that the world has practically gone to shit right
before my eyes.
"Rodney?" My mother called my name which broke me out of my terrifying
thoughts."You look like you've seen a ghost. Or worse." I ran my fingers
through my hair, trying to think of something to say."Mom....I...remember how
the other night when we were watching a zombie movie and you kept joking about
how an apocalypse would never happened because it seems almost...impossible?" I
questioned and she nodded."Why? What's wrong? What did you see?" I took a deep
breath before continuing."The world we know...used to know...has gone to shit."
I cursed. I didn't normally curse infront of my mother but right now, i didn't
care. I was too terrified to keep my language clean."Rodney, what is the
meaning of this? What do you mean everything has gone to shit? What did you see
outside!?" I noticed the look on her face and she was starting to become
terrified like me.
"I...I saw our neighbor, Ms. Walker. She was...she was..." "She was what,
Rodney?" I watched my mother come closer to me."She was being eaten by a...by
those things we call zombies." I finally spoke. I watched the color from my
mom's face leave. She then turned around and started to walk straight to the
door."M-mom...I don't think that's the best..." I thought she was going to open
the door and walk right out but instead, she looked through the small window
that was on the side of our door. She pulled back the small curtains and looked
out."Oh my gosh!" She slowly walked backwards."What do we do...?" She
questioned. I sighed deeply. I've seen enough zombie movies and watched The
Walking Dead a million times to know that we need to start making our survival
kit.
"Mom, why don't you check the tv and the internet for the news. Hurry, though.
They could cut the electricity off any minute." She nodded."And what are you
going to do?" "I'm going to see if there's anything we can use and foods we can
eat that won't go bad." I replied then jogged towards the kitchen."Hurry, mom!"
I quietly shouted. I didn't want to practically yell and a zombie nearby might
hear and start coming after us. My mom ran towards her bedroom while I looked
through the kitchen. My mom had just went to the grocery store before the world
has gone to shit so we had plenty of bottled water and canned foods. It was too
bad we couldn't take things like juice and other refrigerated stuff. Those
things will definitely go bad if they're kept out of the fridge for too long. I
softly sigh. I've always thought that surviving in a zombie apocalypse would be
fun but I didn't want to actually go through one. Everything I knew would be
gone. That meant no more home cooked meals, no more school, (yes, I like
school) no more hanging out with friends, no more fast foods, no
more....anything.
I quickly shook my head, trying to break my thoughts."Mom, have you find
anything out?" I called out."Yeah! Come here!" I walked out of the kitchen and
towards her bedroom. I walked over to her and sat down next to her on the bed
and looked at the news website on her laptop. I then grabbed the remote and
turned the tv on. I prayed that we still had power. Once the tv turned on, I
clicked to the news channel and saw that there was a huge broadcast about
what's happening right now. There was a man giving an report out on the field.
My mom looked up and watched the news with me.
"Elizabeth, I don't know what's going on but everything is turning for the
worst. It seemed like only just last night, everything was alright and now
today, you see rotting bodies and humans getting eaten alive. I don't know what
to say about this." The man got quiet then pressed his fingers to his earpiece
on his ear."I just received news from the government. It seems like the SWAT
team is trying to gather everybody to head into the big cities. They think that
this is the best plan in order to survive for what's coming next."
"John..." The cameraman called out.
"What?" John questioned.
He turned around to see a zombie coming after him."Oh shit! Head back to the
car!" John and the cameraman ran back to their news van while the camera was
still going. The cameraman hopped in and waited for John to get in when the
zombie pulled him back and started to nom on his neck. John screamed out. The
cameraman quickly closed the door."NO! WAIT!" John attempted to yell out. The
cameraman wasn't going to risk himself getting eaten too so he climbed onto the
front seat and started up the car then started to drive off.
The cameraman faced the camera onto him."I'm going to head back to the news
station and see if everybody is still there. Oh shit!" A zombie jumps on the
car and the car starts swerving then started to turn over. That's when the
camera stops rolling and there's just static. I just stared at the tv. I
couldn't believe what I just saw. I grabbed the laptop and quickly checked the
news website to see that we lost our connection.
"Dammit!" I cursed.
Now we're really deserted without internet and tv. I was just glad that we were
able to see what's up before we lost it. Now we have to figure out what to do.
Do we stay in our house where it's secured? Or leave and try to find a group?
***** Plan A *****
I didn't trust the government at all. I've seen all the movies about the
government. Those trigger happy sons of bitches. I think it's best if me and my
mom stay where we are. Our house is completely secured, we have food and water,
we have household items that we can use as weapons. Why just pack our stuff up
and leave the place that's the most secured? Me and mom can easily board up our
doors with wood and nails and we're good to go. I just hoped my mom agrees. We
watch a lot of zombie movies together so she should know what i'm thinking
already.
"So, what should we do?" She finally asked.
I simply sighed.
"Plan A is to stay here and board up our house. The house is completely secured
so why should we follow what the government says and leave? Does that make
sense at all?" I asked her and she shook her head."I completely agree." I
allowed a small smile to curl up on my lips."Then let's get to work!" I hopped
out of the bed and ran to get the board and nails from the attic. I went up to
our windows and started to nail down the wood."We'll also need some extra
sheets to put over these windows to keep the sunlight out." I told. My mom came
up and helped me board up our windows till they were completely covered then we
started to board up our doors. Once we finished with that, we grabbed a couple
extra bed sheets and blankets and started to nail them over our windows so we
can block out the sun. It feels like our zombie plan is becoming successful.
After we both finished making sure our house is completely secured, we went
into the kitchen and started to figure out what's good to eat and what's not
good to eat. I opened up the fridge to see that the light already went out so
that meant that all our food that needs to be refrigerated will soon spoil.
That meant that we were only allowed to eat canned foods which was a bummer.
Don't get me wrong, I love canned foods but i'll miss eating home cooked meals.
I started to feel my stomach growl and I sighed. I didn't get to eat breakfast
this morning before the power went out.
"You hungry?" My mom asked and I nodded.
"Me too." She said.
I grabbed a couple canned soups and turned on our fire power stove to see that
it was still working which was good. We aren't completely without."Oh? Our
stove is still working? That means we can eat an actual breakfast before the
food goes spoiled." She said and I nodded with a smile then put the canned
foods back. I watched my mom grab out some bacon and eggs and sausages before I
walked out of the kitchen and went looking for some candles. No electricity
meant no lights which meant we'll be sitting in the dark if we didn't have any
candles to burn. I managed to find some candles in my mom's candle drawer then
pulled out a couple lighters. I set them down on the dresser since we won't be
needing them anytime soon.
Breakfast was soon done and I sat down at the dining table with my mom and we
ate our breakfast. It almost felt like everything is back to normal but it
isn't which puts extra weight on my shoulders. I calmly ate my food in silence
while thinking about how the world will turn out later. Once I finished my
breakfast, I washed mine and my mom's dishes and dried them off then put them
back up in the cabinets. I then headed into my room and closed the door. I
plopped down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. I gently closed my eyes
and sighed softly. Maybe I will become less stressed if I took a small nap and
maybe when I wake up, everything will go back to normal and I will realize that
this all was just a crazy dream. Or a nightmare.
***** Leaving Things Behind *****
It has already been four months since the outbreak happened. I've pretty much
gotten used to knowing that there are zombies roaming about but what I don't
know is what caused the outbreak. Was it a virus that spread? That's how most
outbreaks happened anymore because the fucking government and their scientists
are always trying to create something new and they end up creating a deadly
virus that creates zombies. I try not to worry about that too much and worry
about myself and my mom. Sometimes it can get boring around the house without
tv and internet of course. I've been spending my days either reading, coming up
with a couple survival plans and maybe play a card game or two with my mom. My
mom has been trying to keep our spirits up but it feels like each day, i'm
growing more sad and miserable. Sure, we have a secured house and food and some
sort of entertainment but it sucks not seeing any live humans around. Each time
I look out the window, all I see is...death. Sometimes I wonder if there are
people like us that are trying to survive in this shitty world. If there are
people like that, I would love to meet them.
Most of our food are gone. It has lasted a lot longer than i'd expected but
since it's just the two of us, our rationing is pretty good. But now, we're
only down to a couple cans of food and a few bottles of water. Our refrigerated
food has expired a long time ago and we had to throw it out. I know that me and
my mom will have to go looking for some supplies soon but i'm actually pretty
terrified of stepping out of the house. I didn't want to end up like Ms. Walker
at the very beginning of the outbreak. She didn't even have a chance to survive
before her guts were spilled everywhere. That scene still gets to me every now
and then but I try to not let it bother me. I'm a good fighter and I have quick
thinking so I shouldn't be THAT afraid to leave the house....right?
I sigh as I roll out of bed and head out of my room. I walk towards my mom's
room and stand at the doorway. I see my mom reading. She looks up when she
notices me at her door."Yes, Rodney?" I bite down on my bottom lip then
sigh."We...we need to go out for supplies soon..." My mother sets her book down
and sits up then nods and sighs."I know. I would go by myself but I don't want
to leave you here." I chuckle lightly. Sometimes I feel the same way about my
mom."I...I have the same feelings." It's not that my mom isn't fit or
overweight. She's very healthy and looks good for her age but...I still fear of
having her face an actual zombie.
"Rodney, if you're afraid of me being around those things..." She started.
I quickly shake my head.
"It's not that..." I lie.
She gives me a look and I simply shrug.
"Anyways, maybe we both should just go out and find some food and bring it back
here?" She nods. That's when I hear a crash. Me and my mom exchange looks
before rushing out of her bedroom and towards the noise. I stood there and saw
that a zombie was forcing its way inside."Shit." I cursed to myself then ran to
grab a weapon. I ran towards a box I put by the kitchen with a couple weapons.
I looked inside and tried to find a good weapon. There were butcher knifes, an
axe I found in the attic, a shovel I found in the basement and my dad's old
handgun. I didn't know how to shoot a gun plus I didn't like guns because they
created a lot of noise so I decided to choose an axe. They were more effective.
I grabbed the axe and ran back to the zombie then went up to it and swung at
it. The axe caught onto the zombie's head and I started to pull at it to get it
out of the zombie head. That's when the zombie dropped dead onto the floor and
started to make a pool of blood around it. My mom stood behind me, terrified. I
looked up from the dead zombie and notice that there were a couple more coming
our way.
"Shit! Mom, we have to pack our things and leave!"
My mom nodded without arguing.
Me and her both started to run to grab out book bags and started to fill them
with stuff we needed like canned foods, first aid kits, bottled waters and so
on. I packed our weapons in a separate bag. I ran to my room and looked around
for something useful. That's when I saw my pocketknife and I grabbed it then
shoved it into my pants pocket. I looked around some more and saw a framed
picture of me, my mom, and my dad on my dresser. I stared at it, frozen in
place.
"Rodney! We gotta go!" My mom shouted.
Her shouting broke me from my thoughts. I quickly grab the framed picture and
shoved it into my bag then ran out of my room. Once we both got everything we
need, (and can carry) we left and got into our red mini van. I glanced back at
my house to see a few zombies surrounding it and a few zombies heading out way.
My mom started to drive away from our house. I sigh as I watched it being taken
over in a distance. I've been living in that house since my dad died and it
hurts to just leave it like that. It had some good memories and some bad but I
loved it. I should've known that we were going to have to leave it eventually.
I then felt my mom grab my hand and grip it. I looked towards her to see her
smiling at me and I couldn't help but smiling back. Well, as long as we have
each other, our home could be anywhere.
"So, what's our first stop?" She asked.
"Our first stop? Our first stop is finding survivors like us."
***** There Are Others? *****
I seriously don't know how long we have been driving. It feels like forever and
I worry about our gas running out. I quickly glance over to mom's side to take
a peek at the gas meter to see that the arrow is almost on E. I sigh and sit
back in my seat. My mom noticed my worriedness about the gas because she
decided to say something about it.
"We're going to have to ditch our car soon. That or try to find a gas station
or something."
I nearly chuckled at my mom's blindness.
"Mom, it's been four months since the outbreak happened. I'm pretty sure that
all the gas stations in town are empty." I explained.
She sighed and nodded."I know but I was trying to think positive."
Great. Now I've practically burst my mom's bubble and now I feel more terrible
than I did before."Sorry..." I muttered.
I pull down the car's sun visor and look at myself through the tiny mirror on
the back. I'm a seventeen year old boy with jet black hair and green eyes. My
hair was sorta swept in the emo style where most of my hair covers my eyes. I
guess if you wanna call that. I'm not emo or at least I don't think I am? I
mean yeah I like dark colors but I try not to dress in dark colors all the
time. I was sorta pale but not to the point where I look like a ghost. I have
muscles but not a six pack. I believe that you don't need a six pack in order
to look good. Anyways, I probably look a little small to some people. I don't
really care. I'm also 5'7. I guess i'm pretty short too? Now my mom, even
though she was only 38 and practically skinny, she looked good for her age with
her dark brown hair and brown eyes. I mostly get my looks from my dad since he
had black hair and green eyes. My mom has always told me that I looked so much
like my dad. I can't really tell but I guess we DO look alike.
I sigh as I flip the car's sun visor back up and sit back in my seat. That's
when I heard my mom curse. I glanced over to her, wondering what was wrong.
"We're on E. I'll try to drive a little further but eventually, the car would
stop moving altogether."
I shake my head."Nah. Let's just stop and get out and try to go on foot."
She nodded then pulled over onto the side of the road. We were really far away
from the towns and cities now and I guess you can say we're in the country now.
I don't really like the country but I suppose it's better than being in the
towns and cities during the apocalypse. I hopped out of the car with my mom and
we started to grab out bags. I closed the back door then started to walk away
from the car with my mom. I wasn't sure how long we'll be walking or if there
were any survivors around.
How long as it been how since we've walked? I glanced at my watch and frown.
It's been an hour and a half already and still nobody. That's when I noticed a
couple zombies coming our way. We started to run away from them. We kept
ourselfs distant from the zombies. It was then I saw secured house up ahead
that was surrounded by a wall and had a gate in the front. I smiled then picked
up the pace till we reached the house. That was when a couple guys jumped out
and started to kill the zombies that have been towing up.
"Thank you so mu-" My mom started but got caught off by one of the guys.
"Get inside." One of the men said so we nodded and headed towards the gate. We
opened it up and went inside. That's when I saw about ten other survivors. I
started to walk towards the leader or who I assumed was the leader when one of
the guys held their gun up to me and told me to stop moving. I stopped walking
and held my hands up.
"Who are you? Friend or foe?" The chick leader asked.
***** Friend Or Foe? *****
I looked around at the group that surrounds me and my mom. There was the leader
who was a woman. A young woman in fact. She looked really fit and could be
street smart. Who knows. Then there are a few middle aged adults. The two guys
who saved us from the zombies, and the three survivors that stood infront of
me. There was a good looking guy who looked pretty young too then there was a
young girl who looked about seven and a guy who looked like he was my age. He
was very good looking. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He looked like he
could have a six pack and he had muscles. He also looked very fit and possibly
quick on his feet too. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.
"Answer me! Are you friend or foe?" The leader asked again which snapped me
from my thoughts.
I hadn't even realized that I didn't say anything at all."Oh...we're
friend....I guess? I'm Rodney and this is my mom, Catherine. We've been staying
in our house since the outbreak started but recently, out house got overrun so
we had to leave and then our car ran out of gas so....here we are." I chuckled
lightly but nobody smiled. The leader nodded."You can put your guns down." She
told her men and they did what they're told."I'm Hailey. Those two guys behind
you are Cliff and David." I glanced behind me at the guys and they
nodded."That's Eric, Joseph, Amy." She pointed around at the guy."The little
girl is Oliva, Jason is her dad and that's Clint who's Jason's son also." I
looked towards Clint again and he slightly waved. I smiled and waved back."Our
group have codenames. I'm Firebird, Cliff is Mountain, David is River, Eric is
Forest, Joseph is Wolf, Amy is Koala, Oliva is Hummingbird, Jason is Dragonfly,
and Clint is Moonie."
I raised my eyebrows at the codenames. I wondered why they even had codenames
in the first place."What are your skills, Rodney?" Hailey asked."Um...I can
fight really good and I think quick on my feet." I told her and she
nodded."You'll be Cloud. Your mother can be Sun." I simply nodded even though I
still think this whole...codename thing is ridiculous but I don't want to be
kicked out of the group for making fun of their system.
"You'll have to prove you're worthy, though but until then, we'll temporary let
you stay here. Moonie can show you two where you'll be staying at. Everybody
else, get back to your jobs."
Everybody started to walk away. I watched everybody walk away.
"C'mon." Clint said then started to walk towards the house. Me and my mom
followed him. I followed Clint to a room with a couple bunk beds."You'll sleep
here." He said and I nodded then set my bags down on my bed and my mom did the
same.
"It's nice to meet you two. You two will be a good addition to our team.
Especially you, Rodney or should I say, Cloud." I caught Clint's smile and I
couldn't help but to smile back."Have any questions, ask me and i'll be happy
to answer. See you later." I could've swore I saw Clint wink at me before
walking out of the room. I started to feel my cheeks heat up but then my mom
came up to me and my cheeks went back to their original color.
"Well, this is where we'll be staying. I guess we should go explore." She
smiled before walking out. I simply sighed before following her.
I walked outside with my mom to see her go over to a tent. I followed her over
to see a couple wounded people."It'll be a good time to have a nurse here."
Eric said."I'm a nurse." My mom spoke up then walked over to the wounded
people. Eric smiled then chuckled."Now I see why Firebird named you Sun." I
couldn't help but smile."Yeah, my mom is a good healer."
I watched my mom tend to the wounded before walking back outside. I scanned the
area before seeing Clint board up a couple fences. I watched him till he
glanced over and saw me. I felt myself hold my breath then saw that same smile
I saw earlier. I felt my cheeks heat up again then quickly looked away. I
waited till Clint looked away before I looked back at him. Even though I miss
home, I already knew that this new life will be a decent one.
***** Getting To Know 'The One' *****
I really didn't know what to do now. Hailey - I mean Firebird, said that me and
my mom have to prove ourselves worthy of staying with them but it seems like my
mom is already proving herself by tending to the wounded. What do I do? I'm
more a guy that's on his feet. I'm not a healer like my mom and i'm definitely
not a leader like Firebird but there's NO way I can go up to Firebird and ask
her if I can go for a supply run. She might not let me. I can already feel it.
I sigh then heard a voice near me. I look over to see Firebird.
"Instead of standing there, why don't you go help out?" She questioned then
looked over to Clint to see him working on the broken up fence."Why don't you
go help Moonie?" She suggested and I nodded with a shrug. I was acting all
nonchalantly infront of her but deep down, I felt my stomach twist into a knot.
I've thought about helping Clint but...I wasn't sure if Clint wanted my help.
It looked like he was almost done anyways but at least helping him out was
better than standing around like an idiot so I decided to give it a try.
I walk over to Clint to see him almost done.
"Um...need some help?" I asked.
Clint didn't look at me.
"Nah, I got it. I'm almost done anyways."
I can already hear the record scratch. You know, the record scratch that
happeneds when you say something really embarrassing and then nobody laughs or
say anything so the record scratch happends? Yeah, that's what was happening
right now. Except I didn't make a joke and Clint didn't laugh. But still, it
was pretty embarrassing to even offer up and I KNEW he was almost done. Oh
well.
"Oh...okay. I just thought....i'll be going now."
I turned to walk away when Clint stopped me.
"Wait."
I turned around and looked at him.
"Yeah?"
"What's your deal?"
I raised my eyebrows in confusion at him and narrowed my eyes in curiosity.
"Um...excuse me?"
"Your deal. What happened to you when the apocalypse went down?"
I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed lightly.
"Ooooh. THAT deal. Sorry, I didn't get what you meant."
Clint just shrugged."No big deal. So, your deal?"
I scratched the back of my head then sighed.
"Me and my mom lived together in a house in Morroway. We didn't really know
what was going on until I saw one of our neighbors get eaten alive. Our plan
was just stay in the house and board it up. My mom managed to go to the grocery
store before shit started to happened so we were fully stocked with food but
sadly all of our refrigerated food spoiled. Then today, a zombie crashed into
our house and I thought I got rid of the problem but then we saw more zombies
coming so we had to flee and....yeah. My story isn't that special."
Clint nodded."That's heavy. What about your dad? Any siblings?"
I shook my head. I'm an only child and my dad...he...died right before the
apocalypse happened. A couple years ago actually."
Clint nodded again."I'm sorry. That must suck."
I nodded without a word."So...what about you?"
Clint smiled then chuckled."Do you REALLY want to hear my story?"
I nodded.
"Alright. Let's take a seat because it's going to be a bumpy ride."
I smiled then followed Clint over to the house's steps and sat on them with
him. He then started to explain right from the beginning of what happened to
him before the apocalypse and how his family made it out. He even talked about
his mother and how he lost her too before the apocalypse happened. I know I
only just met Clint but...I was starting to like him. Like REALLY like him. I
dunno if it's as a friend or more but I do know that I want to get to know him
more.
***** Getting Used To Things / Learning The Basics *****
It's been a couple weeks after me and my mom have arrived at a survival camp
and was taken in by a group of survivors. Nothing bad has really happened so
far. We haven't come across any zombies which was good. There were abled people
who went out and collected more supplies and food so we're okay in that
department and not to mention that me and Clint talked more and more each day.
Sometimes it seemed like Clint was flirting with me and other times he wasn't.
I was sorta getting mixed messages from him. Like one minute, he might talk to
me and smile at me a whole bunch and then the next minute, he might get a
little harsh. I'm not sure if it's because he's busy with other things and have
a lot of stuff on his mind or what. I sorta figure the first since he's
practically Firebird's right handed man. She ALWAYS have him go out for supply
runs or fixing up stuff. I don't really worry about it too much because we ALL
have a lot on our minds. I know I do.
Today, Clint promised me that he'll teach me how to shoot. I was pretty happy
about that. If there's anything, I would rather get taught how to shoot by
Clint than anybody else. I told my mom about it and she seemed pretty excited.
And who knows, once I learn to shoot, maybe Firebird will let me go on a supply
run with Clint. That'll be nice. After realizing that the world won't go back
to normal any time soon and that you have to literately sleep with one eye open
at night, I've gotten pretty much used to zombies now and i'm no longer afraid.
Of course I still try to look after my mom and keep her safe. I've already lost
my dad years ago. I REALLY don't want to lose my other parent that I have. My
only family member.
"Cloud! Are you ready to shoot?"
I get up and opened up the safe house door.
"Yeah, i'll be right out!" I called out to him.
I turned back to my mom who was patching up our latest wounded patient.
"I'll be back later. Going out with Clint to shoot."
My mom didn't turn around.
"Alright, honey. Good luck and be careful."
"I will."
I went over to my survival weapon bag and looked through it. I pulled out my
dad's old handgun and looked it over. It felt heavy in my hands. I quickly
checked to see how many bullets were left in the gun. Only 15. I didn't really
think that i'll be needing my dad's handgun since Clint will be bringing along
a couple guns that the group had collected but I couldn't leave the gun behind.
The gun hadn't really left my sight since me and my mom left out house. I
didn't want anybody to get at it. It was the only piece of memory I have left
of my dad. Aside from the framed picture that is. I simply sigh then stuffed
the gun into the back of my pants then pulled my shirt over it so it can be
covered. I then headed out of the safe house and walked up to Clint to see him
ready.
"Took you long enough." He said once I reached him.
I simply smiled softly then followed him out through the gates and into the
woods. The shooting training area wasn't that far from base camp so we can
easily walk on foot without taking a car.
Once we reached the wide open space of the shooting area, we walked up to a
fence. Clint set up a couple of old empty cans of soda on the fence. He then
walked up to me and handed me one of the handguns.
"You know the basics of shooting right?"
I hesitated."Well, sorta." If you count shooting in shooting games.
"Show me what you've got then."
I nodded then held the gun up in my hands. I held my index finger over the
trigger and closed one of my eyes so I can see straight. I focused on one of
the cans on the fence then pulled the trigger. The bullet only missed the can
by a little bit. I sighed. Clint smiled.
"It's alright. I had the same problem when I first started to shoot. Here, let
me help you."
Clint walked up behind me then held my hands up and placed his own hands over
my hands that were wrapped around the gun. He placed his index finger on top of
mines. I felt my stomach twist into a knot again because of how close we were.
We were so close that I felt his chest press against my back and his warm
breath run down my neck. It gave me a slight shiver but in a good way.
"Just aim and then shoot."
He pushed on the trigger and the bullet went straight through the can. I felt
Clint drop his hands from mine and pull back from me. My body was now starting
to miss the warmth he gave me. Seriously, do I sound like a crazed, obsessed
school girl or what? I blinked my eyes as I stared at the can then slowly
nodded.
"You got it? Give it another go."
I held my hands up again and aimed the gun at the soda can. I pulled the
trigger and the bullet missed the can again. I frowned as I dropped my hands.
It felt like my hands were starting to shake now. I wasn't sure why, though.
Was it because of how close me and Clint were....?
"Maybe you need to move up a little bit."
Clint came over to me and placed his hands on my waist. I felt my eyes widen
and my heart race. Clint stood behind me as he pulled me over to the right then
moved me up. I wasn't really sure why his hands were on my waist. I'm pretty
sure he doesn't need to hold onto my waist to pull on me. He could've simply
grabbed my arm right? Or maybe this is an excuse to touch me? Once again, i'm
getting mixed messages from him.
"Try it now."
I nodded then held my hands up and aimed the gun at the same can. I took a deep
breath and tried to stop my hands from shaking but they weren't working. I know
that Clint notices this because he comes right over to me and takes my hands. I
stared at him, wide eyed, wondering what the hell he's doing.
"Take a deep breath okay? I know how this must be frustrating for you."
I felt Clint gently rub my hands to calm me down. I dropped my head, letting my
hair fall right in front of my green eyes and nodded. I took a couple deep
breaths and I was starting to calm down now. I slowly felt my hands stop
shaking. I looked at Clint and smiled gently at him. He smiled right back at me
before he reached his hand up and brushed my hair out of my eyes. I started to
feel my cheeks flush with redness.
"You need to show your eyes more."
I pulled back from him without a word then turned towards the fence and held
the gun up once again. I aimed it at the can and without thinking, I pulled on
the trigger. The bullet went straight through the can and it brought a smile on
my face. I then heard Clint clapping.
"Good job! Let's try again."
For the next half hour or so, I've been shooting with Clint. He's been showing
me better ways to shoot with his own gun and I followed through. I was really
glad that Clint offered to teach me. Now I felt more prepared and by the time
our lesson was over, I already knew the basics of shooting and could shoot now.
Clint even taught me how to shoot correctly with a moving tree log. He wanted
me to be prepared in case a zombie comes after me and I need to shoot it in the
head.
"Thanks for teaching me, Clint." I said as we started to head back to base
camp.
"No problem. I'm glad I had a student like you to teach." He said with a smile.
I looked down with a warm smile on my face. Was it obvious that Clint likes me?
Or was Clint just being nice? Again, i'm still getting mixed messages from him.
Oh well. I guess I better investigate on how Clint works.
***** My First Supply Run / Mixed Messages *****
It has probably been a few days after I learned how to shoot that I've been
promoted. It was about time too. It is now a Friday and it's sunny outside.
Everything has been so far mellow. I still get mixed messages from Clint of
course. One minute, he might be flirting with me or what seems to be flirting
and then the next, he's treating me like everybody else. It's a crazy
rollercoaster i'm on and i kinda want to get off because i don't want to be
nauseas but then again, i sorta like the challenge. I know, i'm confusing
myself. I really don't know what i want right now. But anyways, back to being
promoted. Yes, Firebird finally promoted me as the supply runner alongside
Clint since he's my new teacher. I had to show Firebird my shooting skills
first before she promoted me. She wanted me to be ready for what's out there. I
was super excited because that meant i get to go out there and look for
supplies with Clint and i no longer had to fix up fences or tend to the garden
we have outside. Life is so far good. Aside from the zombies of course.
"Cloud, you ready to go?"
"Just a second!"
I stuffed my dad's handgun back into my pants like before then headed out of
the house and up to Clint. Clint handed me an empty bag to put stuff in.
"Let's go."
I followed after Clint out through the gate and up to the red four door truck
that the group had for a supply run. I took my bag off and set it on the floor
then hopped into the passenger seat next to Clint. Clint climbed in next to me
and we both closed our doors then buckled up. Clint started the truck up then
started to back out and onto the road. I wasn't sure how long Clint was going
to drive or where we were even going to collect stuff. I imagined that we'll
just go into an random house and grab some stuff. And what do you know, that's
exactly what we did.
Clint drove into a suburban area and drove onto the driveway of an empty house
then shut the car off. I unbuckled myself and grabbed the bag then hopped out.
We both started up the steps of the house and went inside. Yes, the door is
surprisingly open. We went inside and i looked around. The house didn't look
that bad. It's almost as if the zombies hadn't touched it. It's almost like
nobody else has touched it which means there are stuff here right?
"I'll check downstairs. You check upstairs. See if there are some medical
supplies here or anything useful okay?"
I nodded then walked off towards the stairs. I walked up the steps and went
into the bathroom first since that place normally has medical supplies and
whatnot. I looked through the drawers and found some really good stuff. I found
a first aid kit and some toothbrush and toothpaste along with deodorant. I
grabbed a bag of cotton balls and rubbing alcohol. I then grabbed some
newspaper and about three rolls of toilet tissue. I swear, this house is like
fully stoked. It's unbelievable. How am i getting THIS lucky on my first day of
a supply run? I only wonder how lucky Clint is being right now at finding
stuff.
After i finished with the bathroom, i looked through the rooms upstairs. I
didn't really find much. Just paper and pencils, light bulbs. It feels like
Clint must have much better luck downstairs. After looking through the rooms
thoroughly, i headed back downstairs to see Clint finishing up in the kitchen.
"I found some good stuff. A few cans of food, bottled water, flashlights. What
about you?"
I simply shrugged."Just some bathroom toiletries. Nothing major."
"Nothing major? That's a huge major! I didn't even find that stuff when i did
my first supply run."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
"Really?" I asked and Clint nodded.
"Well, we should go since we're done here."
I nodded then started to head out of the house.
"Are we going to other houses or are we done?"
"We can go to a couple more houses then leave. The sun is about to set and
Firebird doesn't want us to stay out for too long."
I nodded as we headed straight toward the truck.
Me and Clint finished up with a couple more houses by the time it was getting
dark out. The ride was pretty quiet on our way back. I didn't mind, though.
Clint had the radio going which was playing soft music. I found the music
soothing. I sighed as i stared out the window, watching the scenery go by. I
saw a few zombies walking around here and there but there weren't any coming
after us or i don't think so. I closed my eyes and thought about sleeping a bit
when i felt Clint take my hand. I opened up my eyes and looked at him to see
what he wanted when i looked down and noticed that our fingers were intertwined
together. I felt my heart race and the same knot in the pit of my stomach. I
glanced up at Clint to see a blank look on his face like us holding hands was
the most normal thing in the world. I softly smiled to myself then looked out
the window again. I was starting to like this mixed messages thing. When it
came down to it, i didn't know what to expect from Clint.
***** We're Two Bodies With One Soul *****
That night, I was having a really hard time sleeping. I couldn't stop thinking
about the outbreak and my dad and it's just that everything is a mess. I keep
trying to stay positive. Especially for my mom. But it's hard. It really is.
Always worrying what's going to happened the next day and worry about if i'm
able to live to SEE the next day. It's a lot to take in and I know there are
others who has it more hard than me but...what do I do? I know I have my mom to
look after me and Clint to protect me but I still feel scared. Am I silly for
feeling this way? I think so. I feel like I shouldn't worry about anything at
all. I have a good leader and I know she would protect all of us even though I
don't know Firebird that well.
I started to make noises in my sleep. Noises that happens when you're in the
midst of having a nightmare. I don't know if anybody else in the room were
heavy sleepers but I hoped so. I would hate to wake someone up because of my
nightmares. I suddenly woke up with a start. I panted heavily as I sat up in my
bed with sweat running down my face. I sighed and buried my face into my hands.
I quickly looked around the room to see if anybody else is awake but they're
all fast asleep. I sighed in relief then pulled back the covers and got up. I
headed out of the room and up to the front door of the house. I stepped outside
and closed the door back then sat on the steps. I folded up my arms on my knees
then buried my face into my knees. A minute or two later, I heard the front
door open and I assumed it was my mom coming to check up on me but when I heard
Clint's voice, I thought differently.
"Rodney, are you okay?"
That was the first time Clint ever called me by my actual name ever since we
first met. Nobody really called each other their actual name around here so
this was a real surprise to me but I was glad. It showed that he wanted to see
me for me and not the guy who he hangs out with everyday. The guy who goes on
supply runs and shoot guns with. But more like the guy he wants to get to know
and possibly the guy he wants to date? I dunno. I felt Clint sit next to me,
though and felt his hand on my back. He started to gently rub my back which was
making me feel a whole lot better.
"What's wrong?"
I sighed then lifted my head up and looked at him. He had cute bed head right
now. I wanted to run my fingers through his beautiful brown hair but I didn't
because i'm supposed to be upset.
I looked away from him and shrugged lightly.
"It's just...everything. It's a long story."
Clint nodded.
"I get it. I sometimes have nightmares too. About the outbreak and my mom and
worrying about losing my dad and little sister. It's a lot to handle."
I glanced at Clint and smiled softly.
"You...you know what i'm thinking..."
Clint chuckled softly and nodded. Wait, does this mean i'm an easy person to
read? Does this mean that Clint knows I like him?
"We're a lot alike in some aspects." He started. I just stared at him and
listened.
"But just know that you have people that care about you. Your mom for example."
I nodded then looked away. I figured that he wouldn't say himself.
"Me." He then said and I glanced at him to see him smiling. He then grabbed my
hand and held it into his.
"You have people here that will protect you. You might not know them that well
but everybody is still here to protect you. We're all here to protect each
other. Don't forget that."
I nodded then smiled.
"Thanks. I needed that."
Clint nodded but didn't say anything else nor did he look away. I could swear
that he's staring into my eyes and I was staring right back into his. I then
watched him lean forward. I felt my heart racing as he came closer to me inch
by inch. Without thinking, I moved in closer too and when our lips were about
to touch, we bumped foreheads. I quickly pulled back and let out an ow as I
rubbed my forehead. I then looked at him to see him rubbing his forehead too
but smiling. This was definitely not how I planned out first kiss. I thought
that we weren't going to kiss now but Clint had other plans. He leaned in
forward again and I just stayed where I was. I didn't want to have another head
bumping incident. I then felt his lips pressed against mine and my cheeks
started to flush with redness. My eyes slowly closed and I kissed him back.
This kiss was by far the best and I didn't want it to end.
I then felt Clint pull away from me and I opened my eyes up.
"Come with me."
I watched Clint get up then he pulled on my hand. I quickly got up and followed
him inside. I didn't know where we were going. He was just pulling me through
the house and up the stairs. He pulled me towards an empty bedroom and closed
the door behind us. I wasn't sure why we were upstairs in an empty bedroom but
I wasn't going to question it any further. I was just going to let whatever
happens....happened.
***** He Wants It. Do I Want It Too? *****
I didn't really think we'd get up to this point. I'm not complaining or
anything it's just...wow. I've been getting all these mixed messages from him
but now it seems obvious that he likes me or I hope that he likes me. God, i'm
terrible at reading people. I really am. He does things that makes it seem he
likes me like holding my hand and touching me in weird places and such. That
means he likes me right? And then what we're about to do is definitely saying
that he likes me right? I seriously need to stop rambling and just enjoy the
moment. Oh, and I think I forgot to mention that i'm a virgin? I didn't think
it mattered then since I thought that all i'll be thinking about is surviving
but now that I've found a guy that I really like, it seems like it's necessary
to say that i'm a virgin. I wonder if he's a virgin too. God, I hope so. It'll
be totally awkward to know that Clint had sex with someone else before me.
I...I wouldn't be able to deal. But anyways, I need to stop rambling.
"What...what are you-"
I was cut off by Clint's lips pressing against mine. I let Clint pull me close
to his body and kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.
His lips felt so nice. They were so warm and just so perfect against mine. Oh
god, I hope my lips aren't bad either. I normally put chap stick on but lately,
I haven't been thinking about it since my mind has been elsewhere. Bottom line,
I hope my lips aren't rough and chapped. And it doesn't seem like Clint minds
even if my lips WERE chapped. Still, I hope they aren't chapped. Jesus, I need
to stop rambling and just enjoy the moment.
I then felt Clint start to push me. I awkwardly started to walk backwards until
I found myself falling back onto the big bed that's in the room. I look up at
Clint to see him on top of me and we kiss again. After what seems like a
nanosecond, I felt Clint pull away. I watched him, wondering what he's doing
till I noticed that he was taking his shirt off. I felt my cheeks flushed with
redness and I couldn't look away for some reason. I was becoming face to face
with Clint's hot abs. Clint came back down and kissed me again. I started to
kiss him back before realizing what we're about to do. If this is REALLY going
to happened, I need to tell him that i'm a virgin and see if he's a virgin too.
I know it seems lame but I want to know if Clint is really the 'right' guy. I
think he is but I need to be sure.
I quickly pulled back from Clint. He looked at me with surprise."I...I need to
tell you something. I'm....i'm a virgin." There goes that record scratch again
and then Clint had the nerve to start laughing! I stared at him like he had ten
heads. What was so funny about being a virgin?
"I'm...i'm sorry. I shouldn't be laughing."
"Yeah...why ARE you laughing?"
Clint managed to calm himself down so he can talk.
"The way you said it was funny. I'm not laughing at the fact that you're a
virgin."
I nodded, feeling stupid."Oh..."
"But, it's okay. I'm a virgin too."
That's when I felt my cheeks flush again.
"R-really?"
He nodded.
God! I felt SO relieved! That means we get to lose our virginity's together!
How awesome is that!? Okay, I sound like a crazed, obsessed girl again. Le
sigh.
"Well, now that we've got that out the way..." I finally said.
Clint smiled."Yeah."
Clint leaned down and kissed me again but then I had the need to ask him
another question. I'm sure Clint will hate me for interrupting our make out
session. I pulled away from Clint again and he looked at me with that same
surprised face.
"Are you sure we should be doing this?"
"Why? You don't want to do this?"
"Er...it's not that. It's just...I want to make sure that we're both not doing
this just to..do it or whatever. If that makes sense."
Clint nodded."I want this."
"Me too."
Clint kissed me again. Okay, NO more questions this time. I'm just going to let
this happened.
I felt Clint pull away from my lips and start to kiss my neck. For a guy who's
a virgin, he sure does know what he's doing. Or maybe i'm just the really
inexperienced one? Clint started to feel under my shirt. Surprise! No abs
there, buddy! It doesn't seem like he minds, though which is good. I felt Clint
continue to kiss my neck and started to nip at it. It hurt a little but I
didn't mind. I just stared at the ceiling till Clint pulled away from me with a
smile. I wonder what he was smiling about. I gently touched my neck to feel a
bruise. Is that...is that a hickey!?
I smiled nervously at Clint then reached down towards the bottom of my shirt
and started to take my shirt off. I tossed it over the bed. I watched Clint
look over my naked torso with a smile then he licked his lips.
"You have a cute frame."
Really? My non-pale-frame is cute? That's a new one.
I smiled at him before he kissed me again. We kissed for a good minute or two
this time. But it wasn't just a friendly little kiss. It was more like a deep
and passionate kiss like we're passionate for each other. It felt nice and it
felt right. I didn't want it to stop. I felt Clint slip his tongue inside my
mouth and the next thing I knew, we were French kissing. I'm telling you,
French kissing has got to be the hottest form of kissing. It makes you feel all
fuzzy inside and it felt really good not to mention.
I felt Clint pull away from me again and I watched him start to unbutton and
unzip his pants. This is when I REALLY realized that we're about to have sex
and take each other's virginity's. I have no regrets for what i'm about to do
right now. I know I want this. Sure, me and Clint might not know each other
that well but it's good enough for me. I like him, he likes me (hopefully),
we're about to have sex, what could be more perfect than this moment?
Once Clint got his pants off, he went ahead and started to take his boxers off.
This is when I REALLY get a look at another guy's dick. Well, the only time
I've seen another man's dick was my dad and that was when I was really young
and we were taking a bath together. Other than that, I haven't really looked at
another guy's dick. I felt myself staring so I quickly looked away and looked
at his face. I didn't want to be the odd man out so I started to take my pants
off too. Clint gave me another kiss while he helped me undo my button and
zipper then pulled my pants off for me. He tossed it somewhere on the floor
then I started to slip my own boxers off and tossed it on the floor. Clint
crawled on top of me again and we kissed some more. That's when I felt his dick
pressed against mine. I groaned a little bit at the feeling but I didn't mind.
It felt nice.
I felt Clint pull away from me again and he started to lick his fingers. I
narrowed my eyes in confusion, wondering why he's licking his fingers for.
That's when he noticed my confused face and smiled.
"We don't have any lube so I gotta use my saliva. I hope you don't mind."
I quickly shook my head.
Once Clint got his fingers all wet, I felt him open my legs up and pressed his
finger against my hole. I watched his face, my heart pounding a bit. That's
when he finally pushed his finger inside of me and I groaned. It started to
hurt a little bit but not that bad. I sighed as I relaxed against the bed.
Clint started to kiss me again while he started to finger my hole. After a
couple minutes, he added another finger. I know that this is probably required
or whatever but it felt weird. Is this supposed to feel weird?
We kissed and he fingered me for a couple more minutes till he pulled his
fingers out. I watched him open up my legs more and he grabbed his dick then
pressed the tip against my hole. I bit down on my bottom lip, nervously.
"Just relax."
I nodded then took a deep breath.
Clint pushed his dick inside me and we both groaned. Clint doesn't mind how
tight I am but it still feels a little embarrassing that he has to prepare me
before he got to go inside me. God, I really AM inexperienced with this shit.
Clint continued to push his dick inside me till he couldn't go any further.
"Are you okay?"
I nodded.
Clint kissed me one more time then he pulled back and started to gently thrust
inside me. I was in pain and this felt weird but I liked it. Does that make
sense? I question things too much, I know.
Clint continued to thrust inside me until the pain finally subsided and I could
enjoy this. I let out a couple moans of course. I didn't realize how good this
felt until now. Clint kissed me again and I kissed him back as he started to
pick up the pace. I didn't really want him to stop now. He just kept going and
going, moving faster and faster. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling
him closer to me. We kept kissing then started to French kiss some more. This
was overall perfect.
We both let out a moan and I gripped onto him a little bit.
"Ahh...Clint..."
I gripped him more as he went a bit more faster now.
Clint kissed me again then moaned against my lips.
"Rodney..."
I was really hoping that nobody was hearing this. The bed wasn't really
squeaking that much. As least not as much for someone to hear but I wasn't sure
who else slept upstairs. I assumed Firebird but it wasn't sure where her room
is.
Clint continued to thrust faster and faster until he climaxed inside me. We
both relaxed on the bed, panting. I felt Clint pull his dick out of me and
collapsed onto the bed next to me. I just laid there, staring up at the ceiling
then felt him pull the covers over our naked bodies. I turned over and faced
Clint. I smiled at him and he smiled at me then we both shared a long, loving
kiss and when I pulled away, the next thing I knew, I passed out.
***** More Mixed Messages....? *****
I woke up because I started to feel the sunlight hit my face. I groaned as I
turned over, trying to block the sunlight from reaching my face when I felt
something odd next to me. I reached my hand out, my eyes still closed, and
patted the space next to me. That's when my eyes flew open and I realized that
Clint wasn't next to me. I quickly sat up and glanced around the room.
"Clint...?"
I sighed then ran my fingers through my hair before pulling the covers back and
got out of the bed. I looked on the floor to see that Clint's clothes were
gone. I didn't really think that Clint would actually leave me this morning or
maybe I should've. Like I said before, Clint is practically Firebird's right
hand man and she probably needed him this morning so I can't really blame him
for leaving me. Still, it would've been nice to wake up to a warm body next to
me and perhaps receive a good morning kiss? Am I asking for too much? I feel
like I am. God, i'm so lame...
I grab my clothes off the floor and start to put them back on. I needed a
shower majorly but i'll take one later once I go see where Clint is at. I went
over to the bed and quickly made it up. The last thing I wanted was for one of
the adults to come in and see the bed a mess like someone had fun here last
night. After I fixed the bed up as nice as I can, I left the room and walked
downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen, I noticed that a group of people
were eating. I looked around the room, seeing that everybody wasn't saying a
word while I ate.
"Rodney!"
I glanced over to see my mom come up to me with a bowl of food.
"Here's some breakfast for you. Did you sleep well last night? I didn't see you
in the room."
I took the bowl from her and nodded. I didn't really want to mention that I had
sex with Clint last night. That'll be too awkward. I just started to eat when I
looked up and noticed Clint eating across the room from me. He caught my eye. I
waited to see if he'll come over and talk to me but he didn't. He just...went
back to eating. I blinked my eyes in confusion. I wasn't sure why Clint was
ignoring me now. I watched Clint walk over to the sink and put his breakfast
bowl in it then left out of the house. I sighed then glanced down at my food.
Grits, sausages, toast, bacon. I wasn't really sure how the group managed to
cook this food but I wasn't about to complain. Food was food and food was
better when it wasn't in a can.
After breakfast, I decided to help mom tend to the wounded some more. I was
starting to get bored but that all changed when Firebird put me on garden duty.
I took the garden gloves and a mask from her then went up to our garden that
was in a rectangle medium sized box and started to get to work. I pulled out a
couple weeds and planted a few veggies. By the time I finished with the garden,
I was tired and needed a break. I pulled the gloves off my hands and took the
mask off my face then sighed. I glanced around to see Clint staring at me. I
wondered if he was going to say something but he didn't. He just turned around
and acted like he didn't see me. Okay, now i'm getting pissed off. Why was
Clint ignoring me?
I went to see what my mom was doing after I finished with the garden. I helped
her a little bit but I couldn't take my mind off of Clint. We had a perfect
night last night and now he's ignoring me and acting like I don't exist? Was
this real? I didn't want to think about it too much but it was irritating me. I
needed to talk to him.
"Cloud, let's go for a drive."
I glanced over to the door to see Clint standing there. I sighed then looked at
my mom. She looked at me.
"Go ahead. It's alright. I've got this."
I nodded then stood up and walked over to my back pack and grabbed my dad's
handgun then stuffed it into the back of my pants. I followed Clint out towards
the red four door truck and got in. I buckled myself up and looked out the
window. This was my chance to see what is up with Clint. He's been acting
really weird all day today and I need to know what's going on.
***** What If? *****
Clint started to drive out onto the road. Neither of us were talking yet. I
decided to break the ice, though. I needed to know what was going on with him.
"Is there...is there something wrong, Clint?" I asked as I looked at him.
Clint didn't look at me. He kept his eyes on the road as we past by a few trees
and houses.
"It's Moonie."
Ouch. Okay, now I know that there has to be something going on. Clint didn't
mind that I called him by his first name all this time and now he wants me to
call him by his nickname instead?
I stayed quiet and sat back in my seat. I lifted my elbow on the car door and
laid my head on the window. I rested my hand on my thigh. I stared out the
window, deciding not to talk anymore. I soon heard Clint sigh and I knew he was
about to say something. My heart was starting to race and there was another
knot in my stomach. I was so nervous now. My mind was racing with millions of
thoughts. I wasn't sure what Clint wanted to talk about but I had a feeling in
my gut that it wasn't good.
"Cloud, I like you. You know that right?"
I nodded. I didn't feel like talking but I made a noise to let him know that I
was hearing him.
"Mhm."
"Okay. I think you're completely awesome and helpful and trustworthy. I haven't
met anybody like you before. You're special in a way and it's crazy how we're
alike in some ways. What i'm trying to say is...I like you a lot but..."
Uh oh. Here it comes.
"I don't think we should keep seeing each other."
I felt a lump in my throat and my heart was pounding in my chest now.
"I've been dreading this moment. I don't want to do this but I need to focus on
surviving. Firebird needs me and I don't want to put you in that situation
where I might go out on a supply run and then never come back because I end up
getting gnawed on."
I curled my fingers up in my hand and swallowed the large lump in my throat. I
was praying to myself that I don't burst out crying in front of him.
"That's the last thing that I want to happened and I don't want it to be vice
versa too where you'll be gone and i'll never know when you're coming back.
That thought scares me and I've been thinking about it all last night while you
were sleeping."
I allowed my hair to fall in front of my eyes. I didn't want Clint to see my
eyes tearing up.
Clint glanced over to me before looking at the road again.
"Are you...going to be okay? Do you understand?"
I knew where he was getting at but I didn't care. I wanted to be Clint and even
though it'll hurt to hear that he died while he was out on a run, at least I
knew we had shared something special and had good memories together. Should I
tell him that and possible change his mind? Or keep quiet and let him think
whatever? I didn't know what to do.
"Clint...I mean Moonie..." I could already hear my voice cracking.
Clint sighed then stopped the car. He looked over to me then grabbed my hand
that was curled up and held onto it. I didn't look at him because I didn't want
to look at him.
"Get out of the car."
I lifted my head up and looked over to see Clint unbuckling himself and getting
out of the car. I sighed then unbuckled myself too and hopped out. I closed the
door and watched him walk around the car and over to me. He then hugged me
without saying anything. I just stood there, stunned until I hugged him back.
"Clint...I understand where you're coming from but...are you that afraid? Are
you afraid of risking to have something special? Sure, it'll hurt to hear that
one of us might be dead but...at least we would had some good memories. I don't
want to sit around and wonder 'what if', you know?"
Clint didn't say anything. He just pulled away from me then cupped my face into
his hands. He reached a hand up and brushed my hair out of my face. I stared at
him as he stared back at me then we shared a kiss. It was a long kiss but it
was nice. Clint finally pulled away and smiled a little then nodded.
"You're right. You're absolutely right. I don't want to sit around and wonder
'what if' either."
I smiled at his words then he kissed me again. We pulled away and stared into
each other's eyes again.
"I was foolish to think like that." He chuckled softly.
I simply shook my head.
"It wasn't foolish. You just have a lot on your mind. Right?"
He nodded then kissed me again.
This kiss lasted a bit longer and we finally pulled away and embraced each
other.
"Do you want to spend another night together tonight?" He whispered into my
ear.
I nodded.
"Good. Cause tomorrow, I have to teach you how to drive."
I pulled away from him with surprise.
"Really?"
He nodded.
"Unless...you already know how to drive?"
I shook my head.
"Not really."
Clint smiled.
"Good because Firebird wanted to make sure you knew how to drive before going
out on more supply runs."
I smiled brightly then embraced him some more.
After more kissing and embracing, we finally got back into the car and headed
back to camp. I guess you can say that Clint is my official boyfriend now. It's
pretty exciting but it's also funny that I needed an apocalypse to happened in
order to get a wonderful boyfriend like him. On our way back to the camp, we
held hands. Now I felt better and comforted by him. I wonder what's in store
for us in the future.
***** Learning How To Drive Correctly....NOT! *****
Me and Clint spent the night together again. Lately, I've been so depressed and
worried about the world we know now but when i'm with Clint, the negative
thoughts are washed away and all I could think about is him. He makes me feel
happy and fuzzy inside. I know it's a typical schoolgirl feeling but I wouldn't
trade Clint for anything or anyone in the world and I hope he feels the same
way about me. That morning, instead of waking up to an empty bed like before, I
woke up to a warm body next to me. I actually assumed that Clint would be up
and doing things for Firebird but it seems like today was Clint's off day...?
If he even gets an off day. Anyways, i'm just glad that I get to wake up next
to him like I imagined. He woke up next to me and we both give each other a
good morning kiss. Then, we're off to eat breakfast before starting our day.
I helped my mom tend to the wounded again for just a little bit while Clint was
doing things for Firebird. I didn't really mind since I knew that sometime
today, Clint would be teaching me how to drive. I mentioned it to my mom and
she thinks it's a good idea. I also hesitated with the idea of telling her
about me and Clint but I eventually told her. She was surprised not because i'm
gay. She already knew that but she was surprised that I was able to snatch up
Clint so quickly. I was happy that she was happy for me and Clint, though.
Aside from my mom, I don't think anybody else knows about us. I'm not even sure
if Clint wants anybody to know like Firebird and especially his dad. I'm pretty
sure that if Firebird finds out, she might tell us that we can't have a
relationship because it'll interfere or whatever but I don't care. Me and Clint
like each other a lot and we're not letting anything or anybody get in our way.
"Cloud, you ready?"
I looked up to see Clint poking his head into the tent. I smiled and nodded
then stood up and grabbed my dad's handgun.
"See you later, mom."
"Bye. Have fun and be careful!"
I walked out of the tent and walked side by side with Clint towards the gate to
leave and we both hopped into the trunk. Clint was gonna drive us to a good
spot where I can practice. Before Clint cut the car on, he leaned over and gave
me a kiss. It was a bit unexpected but I didn't mind. He grinned when he pulled
away from me.
"Sorry. I couldn't resist. I haven't had the chance to kiss you all day."
His words made my cheeks flush.
"I...I feel the same way."
Clint still had the ability to make me blush like crazy. Oh how I love him.
Clint smiled then started the car up and drove us away from camp. We drove down
an empty road, passing trees and houses.
"Here's good. Let's switch." He said after he turned the car around to face
camp then put it on park.
Me and Clint got out and switched sides. I was a little nervous about learning
how to drive but I knew I was learning from the best.
After me and Clint got into our seats and buckled up, he started his lesson.
"Put your hands at ten and two, put your foot on the break then take the car
off of parking."
I nodded and did what he told me. I took the car off of P and placed my foot on
the brake.
"Now hit the accelerator."
I nodded then took my foot off the break and pressed down on the accelerator. I
went as slow as I could so the car wouldn't jerk. I then heard Clint chuckling.
"It's okay to go a little fast."
I nodded again then pressed down on the accelerator more and the car started to
go a little faster.
"Good. Good."
I smiled as I drove down the street at a calming rate. Clint then taught me how
to back out of a driveway and make turns. It felt like I already knew more than
I knew more. When I drove down the street again, I drove a little faster.
"Good. Good. Now stop and put the car on P."
I stopped the car and placed the car on parking.
Clint looked at me and smiled.
"Great! Now you know how to park."
I smiled back at him till I heard a thud and some moaning. I glanced over to
see a zombie trying to get at me. I started to yell.
"Drive the car!"
I took the car off of P and pressed hard on the accelerator. The car drove down
the street at an alarming rate and both me and Clint were screaming. I looked
into my mirror to see a few zombies coming after us. Clint pulled out his gun
and let his window down then leaned out the window and started to shoot at the
zombies, killing them.
I continued to drive till we reached camp and I stopped the car really quickly,
making it jump. Both me and Clint sat there, catching our breaths.
"I think that's good for today." He finally said and I nodded.
I parked the car at camp and shut it off then we both got out.
"Good job. You're a fast learner."
I smiled at Clint then gave him a quick kiss on the lips as we headed towards
the gate to head inside the camp. I couldn't wait to tell mom what happened
today.
***** More Mouths To Feed *****
A couple months have passed. Nothing has really changed since me and my mom
have joined Clint's group. Unless you count me dating Clint but that doesn't
really count does it? Anyways, when you're in a zombie outbreak, nothing
changes. You have this basic routine you do everyday. You get up, get ready,
eat breakfast (if there IS breakfast to eat), go on a supply run, tend to the
wounded and the garden, make sure that nothing is coming in and nothing is
going out and overall, just keep yourself alive. I just...it feels like me and
my mom would've had a better chance just staying at home and surviving because
our house was completely secured until a zombie found its way in and we had to
leave. If I had the ability to go back in time and change that day, would I? On
one hand, I would because me and my mom would've been in someplace safer but
then on the other hand, I wouldn't because if me and my mom hadn't left, our
car wouldn't have ran out of gas and we wouldn't have met the surviving group
which means I wouldn't have met Clint and i'm glad I met Clint.
Today, I was on garden duty again which I didn't really mind. Clint left on a
supply run with the two guys that me and my mom first encountered when we came
here. He left twenty minutes ago but I already missed him. I wonder if he's
missing me right now. I wonder if he ever thinks about me whenever we're apart.
I wonder if he ever thinks about me whenever he's on a supply run. I kinda wish
Firebird would've let me go with him on that supply run.
As I sat there on my knees, I heard voices coming from the gates. I looked over
to see that Clint is back with the two guys with the guns and...a couple
survivors? I watched the survivors. There was a girl who looked like she could
be my age and a little boy who looks like he can be Clint's little sister age.
I wonder if they were brother and sister. I pulled down my mask then stood up
and brushed my knees off. I pulled the gloves off of my hands and watched as
everybody completely stopped what they were doing. Firebird rushed up to them,
a gun in her hand.
"Who are they?"
"We found them when we were out. They were being attacked by a horde of
zombies." Clint spoke up.
Firebird looked the two over. Firebird wasn't really the type to accept any new
survivors unless they were useful for the group. We didn't have much food or
guns to give, nor beds so she didn't like bringing in more mouths to feed and
more beds to give. I wasn't really on gun patrol but I knew we had a couple
extra beds upstairs and our food supply isn't really stocked like it should be.
With so many people in our group already, it's hard to keep it stocked so I
wouldn't really be surprised if Firebird ended up turning them away. My
thoughts were broken when the girl survivor spoke up.
"Please. We don't have anywhere else to stay. Me and my brother has been
suffering for months now. Every house we've looked in, it's already been
ransacked of food and we don't have much to defend ourselves with."
I looked the girl over. She was almost the size of Firebird. Skinny but really
fit. She had long black hair that was tied up into a pony tail. She was wearing
a white tank top with shorts. Her little brother was really cute. He had short
black hair with beige shorts and a blue t-shirt. I glanced over at Firebird,
trying to see what she's thinking.
Firebird sighed as she stood there. I could tell that she really didn't want to
accept them but she didn't want to question Clint on why he brought them while
everybody is watching because they might think Firebird is heartless because it
was a teenager girl and a little boy.
"Alright. You can stay but you're on probation. What can you and your little
brother do?"
"Well, i'm quick on my feet. I used to run track in high school and I can shoot
a gun."
"Can you drive?"
The girl nodded.
"Yeah. I have my drivers license but I doubt it matters anymore since the world
has gone to shit."
"What about you, little boy?"
"He can crawl into small places and get things and I've been teaching him how
to shoot."
Firebird nodded."Names?"
"I'm Nadine and my brother is Calvin."
"Alright. You'll be Midnight and he'll be Cat. Clint, show them where they'll
be sleeping at."
Firebird then turned on her heel and walked away. Everybody went back to what
they were doing. I sighed softly. It felt like I was holding in an imaginary
breath.
"Hey."
I looked up to see Clint walking over to me. I smiled then he gave me a kiss.
"I can't believe you brought them. I was sure that Firebird would've turned
them away."
Clint nodded.
"Same here but I couldn't leave them. They looked so desperate."
I nodded."I understand. It's just...more mouths to feed."
Clint chuckled."I know. I know. I guess that means i'll have to work extra hard
to retrieve more food."
"Yeah..."
"Well, I gotta show these guys their rooms. Wanna come? Or are you busy with
the garden?"
I glanced around the garden before looking at him and shook my head.
"I'm good."
I walked with him over to the two new survivors.
"Hey, this is Rodney but we call him Cloud."
I waved.
"Alright. Let's go."
I followed after Clint into the house. He took us into a second bedroom
downstairs with bunk beds.
"This is where you'll be sleeping."
I watched Nadine and Calvin walk into their new room and set their bags down.
"So, how old are you guys?"
"I'm Seventeen and my brother is ten."
Clint nodded."Cool. I'm seventeen too and so is Rodney. My little sister is
your brother's age. I'm sure they'll get along."
Nadine smiled."Good."
I stood there, awkwardly. Well, at least me and Clint won't be the only two
teenagers at the camp now right?
"So, what's up with this nickname thing?" Nadine asked.
Clint shrugged as he leaned against the doorway and stuffed his hands into his
pockets.
"Hailey is her name. She just thought i'd be better if we all had nicknames
that tells our abilities and such. I find it crazy too but I try not to
question it, you know? Hailey isn't the type of chick you want to mess with."
Nadine nodded."I got that."
"So, are you two really desperate?" I spoke up and everybody looked at me. I
suddenly regretted saying anything.
Nadine smiled."Look, we've tried to find other survival groups that will help
us but they all turned us away because we were just a couple kids you know?"
"So...you guys don't have food or guns?"
"We do."
I blinked my eyes. What was she saying?
"I mean. We don't have as much food as you guys probably have but I have a
couple guns for me and my brother."
Okay seriously. Am I hearing right? Did Nadine practically lie to our leader?
I glanced over to Clint to see what he was thinking.
"So...you guys aren't desperate at all?" Clint spoke up.
Nadine sighed."We need supplies but we're not really desperate."
Clint shook his head."You lied to Hailey. You can't do that. If she finds out
that you lied to her, she'll kick you out in a heartbeat."
Nadine nodded."I know. Promise me you won't tell her?"
Me and Clint exchanged looks.
"I don't like keeping things from Hailey but...fine."
Nadine then looked at me. I didn't know what to say. I didn't like how she lied
to Hailey when me and my mom were being truthful to her. It's not easy gaining
Hailey's trust.
I fiddled with my fingers nervously. Clint noticed this so he reached out and
grabbed my hands."Excuse us."
Clint pulled me out of the room and down the hallway so we were out of earshot.
"Clint...I..."
"I know. I don't like it either."
"We...we need to tell Hailey."
"If we do, she'll throw them out. I know Hailey better than anybody else."
"So? I wouldn't feel comfortable keeping a secret like this that could hurt not
only Hailey, but everybody else in the group as well."
Clint sighed.
"Look, as long as they don't try to steal any of our food or guns, they pose no
threat to us."
"No threat? Nadine practically made a threat when she lied to Hailey's face!"
"Sure...her and her brother aren't desperate but..."
"Clint, do you REALLY want to work extra hard to find food and ammo?"
He shook his head then squeezed my hands.
"Let's...let's just see how this plays out okay?"
I sighed.
"But...what if we DO tell Hailey and Nadine comes up and tries to lie again?
And pin it on us?"
Clint smirked.
"If that DOES happened, Hailey wouldn't believe her. Hailey is a tough chick
and she knows who she can trust. Nadine, who she just met or me, who she's
known for a long time."
I blinked my eyes.
"How long?"
Clint tried to think.
"Since I've been in this group." He shrugged and I nodded.
"Okay. I'll wait it out. I trust you."
Clint smiled then he kissed me. We walked back to Nadine and her brother.
"Alright. I'll keep your word."
I really hope I don't regret this. I REALLY hope I don't regret this.
***** Nadine + Clint = Problems *****
Well, it already seems like Nadine is settling in quickly. Too quickly if I
might add. She's still new to the group and yet she acts like everybody's best
friend. I don't mind if she tries to get to know everybody but she's doing it
too fast for my liking. It's like, one minute, she's chatting it up with one
person and then the next, she's chatting it up with another person like they've
been best friends for years. I could already tell that Nadine is very
charismatic and is a people person. Am I worrying too much? Clint said that she
didn't pose any threat to us unless she started to steal our food and guns and
that's what's worrying me. I think I might be watching her too much whenever
she was around our food and handling our guns. Nobody knows if she'll slip a
can of food or some ammo into her bags. Maybe...maybe i'm just a little
paranoid. Yeah...paranoid.
I didn't really have much to do so I just sat around and watched everybody do
their jobs. I continue to watch Nadine, though. So far, she hasn't really done
anything wrong. I need to stop thinking about her. Her brother on the other
hand is very sweet and cute and he's been hanging out with Clint's sister a lot
which is cute. I actually think that Calvin might have a crush on Olivia.
"Hey."
I glanced over to see Clint plopping down on the space next to me then gave me
a kiss on the cheek. I smiled. My worries were already gone.
"How've you been?"
I shrugged then looked down at my hands. I felt Clint peck my cheek again then
started to tickle me. I started to chuckle as I tried to push his hands away
from my sides.
"No! Stop!" I cried out as I fell over onto my side and Clint continued to
tickle me.
Clint finally stopped tickling me and we both sat up.
"What was that for?"
He shrugged."You looked down. I thought I could cheer you up."
Aww. He's so sweet.
I smiled as I started to blush.
"Clint..."
"Hey, Clint!"
Me and Clint both looked up to see Nadine coming over to us.
"Oh...hey, Rodney."
I could tell that Nadine wasn't as excited to see me as she was with Clint. No
surprise there.
"Clint, come with me. I gotta show you something."
Nadine reached for Clint's hand and pulled him right up. Clint glanced at me. I
could tell that he was debating on staying with me or checking out what Nadine
needs to show him.
"I'll be right back?"
I nodded then watched the two walk away. I sighed as I sat there and I
continued to sit there. Seriously, I didn't get up at all for who knows how
long. It musta been for awhile because I noticed that the sun was already
starting to go down. I decided to finally get up and see where Clint is at.
I looked around for Nadine and Clint till I saw the two of them messing with
each other. Actually, it's more like Nadine is trying to mess with Clint and
Clint is just going along with it even though I could tell that he wasn't in
the mood. I crossed my arms as I stood there then Calvin and Olivia came out
and started to hang out with the both of them. I couldn't help but feel a
little...lonely. Nadine is playing with Clint and Nadine's brother is playing
with Clint's sister. Do you see the pattern here? Because I do and i'm not
liking it.
I slowly frowned then turned away and started to walk back to the house. That's
when I heard Clint call my name.
"Rodney, wait up!"
I stopped walking and turned around to see Clint coming after me.
"Hey, where are you going? Do you want to join us?"
I looked over Clint. He had a couple bits of mud and dirt on him and his button
up shirt was slightly opened where you could see his chest a bit. The sight
started to make me feel uneasy and I felt like puking now.
"I....I should go." I heard my voice start to crack. I turned around and
started to walk away when Clint grabbed me.
"Don't go."
I sighed as he stopped me then I looked at him.
"No. I...I think my mom needs me. You can stay here and play with Nadine some
more. You two look like you're having fun..."
I pulled away from Clint and continued walking away. I didn't really expect
Clint to follow me but he did and I wondered why.
"I'm coming with you. I need to clean myself up anyways."
We both went into the bathroom in the house and Clint started to clean himself
up. I sat on the toilet while I watched him stare at himself in the mirror and
rub off the dirt and mud with a wet towel.
"So...Nadine is fun to be around huh?"
Clint shrugged."She's okay. She's not as fun as you, though."
Clint looked at me and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back.
"Good. I'm glad. It looked like you two were having so much fun..."
Clint stopped cleaning himself then looked at me. He walked over to me then
held onto my chin with his hand.
"Babe, don't worry about a thing. We were just trying to get to know each
other. I still preferred to hang out with you, anyways."
He smiled then kissed me. I kissed him back, feeling much better.
"Good. I'm...i'm glad." I sighed in relief.
Clint pulled away from me and went back to cleaning himself.
"I gotta go on another supply run tomorrow. You wanna come?"
I nodded. I was hoping it'll just be me and him like before.
"I...I hope it's just me and you again."
Clint looked at me and knew exactly what I was thinking.
"Yeah. We're a good team."
I stood up from the toilet and walked behind Clint. I wrapped my arms around
his waist and pressed my forehead against his back. I held onto him close,
feeling the warmth of his body. I could even sorta hear his heartbeat. It
sounded nice. I really really liked Clint. I might even love him. I know that
we haven't been dating for that long but...I felt so comfortable around him and
he always knows how to make me feel better and he's really sweet. I wonder what
he thinks about me. I stood there, holding onto Clint as he washed himself. I
didn't want to let him go and I knew he didn't want me to let go either. I L-O-
V-E him.
***** Nadine = More Problems *****
Today, I get to go on my second supply run. I was super happy because that
meant I could stop sitting around while watching everybody else work. I think
today might be me and Clint's only supply run which is good because I don't
want anybody else coming with us. I told my mom then grabbed my handgun and
slipped it into the back of my pants again. With this gun, I knew that my dad
is always with me. Even in my heart.
Me and Clint were about ready to go. We had our bags and everything when
Firebird stopped us. I wondered what she wanted to tell us.
"You guys don't mind if Nadine tags along right? She'll be more useful to you
and she can carry more stuff if you guys can't."
W-what!?
I glanced over at Clint to see his reaction. I really hoped he'll say no
but...he didn't.
"Sure. She can come."
I sighed then glanced at Nadine to see her smiling at me with that sickly smile
of hers. God, I just wanna...
So, this was it. Nadine was coming with us. We all headed into the red truck. I
quickly tried to grab the passenger seat without looking too eager. I didn't
want Nadine sitting next to Clint. Clint waited till we were all situated
before he pulled out and started to drive away from the camp. I relaxed in my
seat, looking out the window when I felt Clint grab my hand and intertwining
out fingers. I smiled then looked into my mirror at Nadine. She looked
almost...jealous? I squeezed Clint's hand a bit and he squeezed back. I really
hated how Nadine was coming with us.
Clint drove to another random house and parked in the driveway. We all got out,
grabbed our bags and headed into the house. Me and Nadine took downstairs while
Clint took upstairs. I didn't want to be in the same room with Nadine but at
least it was better than her being with Clint in the same room together. I
calmly looked through rooms, collecting stuff while Nadine raided the fridge. I
was too busy trying to collect and find stuff to notice that an random zombie
found its way in and started to come after me. It was then I felt myself being
grabbed and heard the moans of a zombie flood my ear.
"H-help! Nadine, help!" I called out to her because she was just in the next
room from me.
I watched as Nadine walk up to me and noticed the zombie. I tried to keep the
zombie off of me while I waited for her to attack it but she didn't attack it.
She just...walked away?
"Nadine!" I shouted. I felt the zombies arms around me and I was sure it was
going to bite my neck any minute.
That's when Clint came rushing down from upstairs and ran up to me. He bashed
the zombie in the head with a baseball hat and it dropped to the floor, letting
me go. I collapsed to my knees and tried to catch my breath.
"Are you okay?"
Clint kneeled beside me.
"Nadine...Nadine didn't help me. She left me to get eaten."
"She did?"
"Hey, what's going on?"
I looked up to see Nadine walking up to us like she didn't know what just
happened. I glared at her.
"You! Why did you walk away? Why didn't you help me!?"
"What are you talking about? I was in the backyard and didn't hear you."
"Liar!"
"Okay. Calm down everybody. Nadine, did you see Rodney get attacked?"
"No."
I continued to glare at her then looked at Clint to see if he'll believe me or
her. I knew that Clint was smart enough to not believe her.
Clint just helped me up from the floor and looked over me to see if I was bit.
"You're clean." He then turned to Nadine.
"I don't know what you were doing or where you were but you should've heard
Rodney shouting. I was upstairs and I heard him shout your name."
Nadine just crossed her arms and glared at us. I shrugged her off. I grabbed my
bag and headed out of the house. Clint followed after me and Nadine trailed
behind us. The car ride back to camp was still quiet but awkward too. I was mad
at Nadine and I was sure that Clint was mad at her too for letting me get
eaten. I held onto Clint's hand tightly as I tried to calm myself. My blood was
boiling and my heart was racing. It was obvious that Nadine wanted me out of
the picture so she can have Clint to herself. Well, she should rethink her
decision because me and Clint are too smart and too close to be broken by some
strange girl.
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