It's Now or Never
Camp
Niall's POV
We had reached the gates faster than expected. There wasn't many of the undead outside, although Lynn and Jason had to kill a few. We entered the motel grounds and before we could do anything, Rin ran into us, out of breath.
"Rin, what's up?" His eyes darted in between Lynn and I. "It's Harry and Zayn." I set Pip down and asked her to stay there after telling Rin to watch her. Running towards the yelling, I had a flashback of the first time this started.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!!" Zayn screamed, pushing Harry off his chair. Harry got up immediatly and punched Zayn in the stomach. "How is it my fault? I wasn't the one who let them in, you idiot!"
I pushed the thought away as tears prickled and I rounded the corner to see Zayn holding one of our kitchen knives against Harry's throat. I lunged for them and punched Zayn under the chin; the knife flew from his hand and clattered to the ground in slow motion. I pushed him off Harry and continued punching him, my anger and hopelessness and anxiety pouring into the feel of my knuckles hitting Zayn's skin. I felt someone pull me off him, I blinked two or three times before my head cleared.
"What's happening? Wh-" I saw Zayn and choked. He was still alive, but his lip was split and his nose broken along with many other injuries. "Oh my god, Zayn, I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking...." Why had I lost control?
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I stared at the ceiling. Today had started fine. I was assinged to get more supplies from the survivors if they were willing to give us some. Pip had given me a distraction, comfort in the situation we were in. And once we got to the motel... I squeezed my eyes shut. I never had gotten this bad. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. I got up and walked into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of pills that helped sustain the bit of sanity I had left. Anti-deppressants. I popped a few in my mouth and swallowed them dry. My squedule on taking them was irregular because of all the missions on getting supplies and food; we were on the verge of starvation.
"Niall?" A knock interupted my thoughts. I opened the door slowly to see Harry standing there solemly, looking down at his feet. I motioned for him to come in. He sat on my bed and took a deep breath. "I just wat to apoligize." I snorted. "For what? I totally lost it back there. Did you see Zayn?" Harry bit his lip. "Yeah, it wasn't that bad. Just a broken nose and busted lip. Anything else would've been overexaggerated." I didn't reply to that but crossed my arms.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what we've all been putting you through. I know you've probably had the toughest time of us all with-" He stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath. "Don't say it. Don't say their names. I'm not ready for that yet." Harry nodded and changed the subject.
"So the mission M gave you? How did that go?" I shook my head. "Everyone was gone. One of them must've been infected. Though we did find a little girl; Pip was her name. Her mom died with the others as far as we know." We talked like that for the rest of the evening, only pausing to go get rations. I collected Pip from Rin, smiling at Rin with flowers in his long hair. I took her to Lynn's room, since I was a guy, but Lynn told me that I would have to take care of her. Not because she wasn't able to handle Pip, but because I was the most responsible one of them all.
Going back to our motel room, Pip got a cold bath. At least the water still worked in some of the rooms. Once that was done, I dried her hair and gave her one of my shirts. We hadn't had kid clothes because none of us were children. She pouted when it didn't fit right, but I gave her an old piece of candy and she queited down. She settled down on my bed and I sat on a arm chair across from her.
After she fell asleep, I crept into the bathroom once again and took a couple more pills. My heart felt empty all of a sudden, even though I had probably the most fun I had had since... since...
"He's gone. Louis is gone because of you." But it was my fault. My fault.
We had reached the gates faster than expected. There wasn't many of the undead outside, although Lynn and Jason had to kill a few. We entered the motel grounds and before we could do anything, Rin ran into us, out of breath.
"Rin, what's up?" His eyes darted in between Lynn and I. "It's Harry and Zayn." I set Pip down and asked her to stay there after telling Rin to watch her. Running towards the yelling, I had a flashback of the first time this started.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!!" Zayn screamed, pushing Harry off his chair. Harry got up immediatly and punched Zayn in the stomach. "How is it my fault? I wasn't the one who let them in, you idiot!"
I pushed the thought away as tears prickled and I rounded the corner to see Zayn holding one of our kitchen knives against Harry's throat. I lunged for them and punched Zayn under the chin; the knife flew from his hand and clattered to the ground in slow motion. I pushed him off Harry and continued punching him, my anger and hopelessness and anxiety pouring into the feel of my knuckles hitting Zayn's skin. I felt someone pull me off him, I blinked two or three times before my head cleared.
"What's happening? Wh-" I saw Zayn and choked. He was still alive, but his lip was split and his nose broken along with many other injuries. "Oh my god, Zayn, I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking...." Why had I lost control?
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I stared at the ceiling. Today had started fine. I was assinged to get more supplies from the survivors if they were willing to give us some. Pip had given me a distraction, comfort in the situation we were in. And once we got to the motel... I squeezed my eyes shut. I never had gotten this bad. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. I got up and walked into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of pills that helped sustain the bit of sanity I had left. Anti-deppressants. I popped a few in my mouth and swallowed them dry. My squedule on taking them was irregular because of all the missions on getting supplies and food; we were on the verge of starvation.
"Niall?" A knock interupted my thoughts. I opened the door slowly to see Harry standing there solemly, looking down at his feet. I motioned for him to come in. He sat on my bed and took a deep breath. "I just wat to apoligize." I snorted. "For what? I totally lost it back there. Did you see Zayn?" Harry bit his lip. "Yeah, it wasn't that bad. Just a broken nose and busted lip. Anything else would've been overexaggerated." I didn't reply to that but crossed my arms.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what we've all been putting you through. I know you've probably had the toughest time of us all with-" He stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath. "Don't say it. Don't say their names. I'm not ready for that yet." Harry nodded and changed the subject.
"So the mission M gave you? How did that go?" I shook my head. "Everyone was gone. One of them must've been infected. Though we did find a little girl; Pip was her name. Her mom died with the others as far as we know." We talked like that for the rest of the evening, only pausing to go get rations. I collected Pip from Rin, smiling at Rin with flowers in his long hair. I took her to Lynn's room, since I was a guy, but Lynn told me that I would have to take care of her. Not because she wasn't able to handle Pip, but because I was the most responsible one of them all.
Going back to our motel room, Pip got a cold bath. At least the water still worked in some of the rooms. Once that was done, I dried her hair and gave her one of my shirts. We hadn't had kid clothes because none of us were children. She pouted when it didn't fit right, but I gave her an old piece of candy and she queited down. She settled down on my bed and I sat on a arm chair across from her.
After she fell asleep, I crept into the bathroom once again and took a couple more pills. My heart felt empty all of a sudden, even though I had probably the most fun I had had since... since...
"He's gone. Louis is gone because of you." But it was my fault. My fault.
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