ever would.
FOURTEEN
Lover
The ride back to base was a quiet one. We were all wiped. It was a tough run. There had been a lot of Zs around the mall and it always took a lot out of you, the killing and stabbing. Fit to make a girl’s arms sore in the morning.
“I got you something,” Zach leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“What?” I said, confused. When would he have had the time to grab something for me?
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little brown and black fluffy thing and set it on my thigh, which was now covered in jeans that were way too big for me. It was a tiny stuffed German Shepherd.
“Aww, it looks just like Charlie,” I exclaimed and picked up the squishy little thing. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Where did you find this?”
“It was at the dollar store. I just thought of Charlie when I saw it, so I grabbed it. I know you can’t eat it or kill zombies with it, but it made me smile.” He gifted me with one of his charming grins and I grinned right back.
“Fuck, that is so sweet. Isn’t that sweet, Ito?” Lucas Marquez elbowed the driver, Vance Ito, and turned back and grinned at us.
“I wish someone would get me a stuffed animal,” Ito said whimsically.
“I just wish I could find that special someone,” Marquez sighed loudly and dramatically.
“Thanks for ruining my awesome, thoughtful moment, Marquez,” Zach growled from the backseat, kicking the back of his seat. I couldn’t help it. I dissolved into a fit of giggles adding to the immaturity of the whole thing.
“Aww, boss, I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, I won’t be getting any tonight either.”
“Just his usual date with his right hand,” Ito quipped.
“Oh, like you ain’t hiding in the closet with that 1996 copy of Hustler that Duke found.” Marquez mimed exactly what Ito was doing in the closet and my giggles turned to hiccups.
“Y’all are disgusting,” I hiccuped.
“Ignore them. Where were we?” He pulled me closer to him, until I was almost sitting on his lap, and I nestled the little stuffed dog on my knee. “Aren’t I a very thoughtful and kind…er…what are we?” He looked at me and winced.
“Manfriend,” Ito supplied.
“Beau,” Marquez snickered.
“Lover,” Ito said in a very suggestive voice.
“Fuck off, pricks.” I slapped both of them in the back of the head and they moaned in exaggerated pain.
“Whatever you want to call yourself, Zach, just as long as you know you’re mine,” I whispered so the idiots in the front couldn’t hear us.
“When we get home, I plan to show you just how much I belong to you.”
“Well, we better unload quickly, lover .” I accentuated lover and broke out into another fit of giggles.
“Nice,” he sighed.
FIFTEEN
Dollar Store Dumbass
Days ran into weeks and soon a month had passed. It was a Thursday, or at least I thought it was Thursday, it was hard keeping track of days now that last year’s calendar was gone and no one was printing up calendars for the new year. All I knew was it was January and the bitter cold of the wet New Orleans winter had taken hold. It was also a supply run day andy I was on the run with Romeo and Cole Peters. Cole’s wife was in a panic because she had missed her last period, so Cole was on the hunt for a pregnancy test and tons of vitamins just in case. Romeo and I were there to round up any food and pharms if we could locate them.
We had decided to push up the main drag along Chef Menteur Highway. I knew there was a dollar grocery somewhere up here and hoped that it wouldn’t be too looted.
When we pulled into the parking lot, the broken front window and cigarette boxes strewn along the sidewalk had me doubting there was anything left, but we pushed inside anyway. The pregnancy test was easy to come by. No one was looting that in the end of days, but food was a bit harder. We scrounged up a few cans and Romeo landed a bit of
FOURTEEN
Lover
The ride back to base was a quiet one. We were all wiped. It was a tough run. There had been a lot of Zs around the mall and it always took a lot out of you, the killing and stabbing. Fit to make a girl’s arms sore in the morning.
“I got you something,” Zach leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“What?” I said, confused. When would he have had the time to grab something for me?
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little brown and black fluffy thing and set it on my thigh, which was now covered in jeans that were way too big for me. It was a tiny stuffed German Shepherd.
“Aww, it looks just like Charlie,” I exclaimed and picked up the squishy little thing. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Where did you find this?”
“It was at the dollar store. I just thought of Charlie when I saw it, so I grabbed it. I know you can’t eat it or kill zombies with it, but it made me smile.” He gifted me with one of his charming grins and I grinned right back.
“Fuck, that is so sweet. Isn’t that sweet, Ito?” Lucas Marquez elbowed the driver, Vance Ito, and turned back and grinned at us.
“I wish someone would get me a stuffed animal,” Ito said whimsically.
“I just wish I could find that special someone,” Marquez sighed loudly and dramatically.
“Thanks for ruining my awesome, thoughtful moment, Marquez,” Zach growled from the backseat, kicking the back of his seat. I couldn’t help it. I dissolved into a fit of giggles adding to the immaturity of the whole thing.
“Aww, boss, I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, I won’t be getting any tonight either.”
“Just his usual date with his right hand,” Ito quipped.
“Oh, like you ain’t hiding in the closet with that 1996 copy of Hustler that Duke found.” Marquez mimed exactly what Ito was doing in the closet and my giggles turned to hiccups.
“Y’all are disgusting,” I hiccuped.
“Ignore them. Where were we?” He pulled me closer to him, until I was almost sitting on his lap, and I nestled the little stuffed dog on my knee. “Aren’t I a very thoughtful and kind…er…what are we?” He looked at me and winced.
“Manfriend,” Ito supplied.
“Beau,” Marquez snickered.
“Lover,” Ito said in a very suggestive voice.
“Fuck off, pricks.” I slapped both of them in the back of the head and they moaned in exaggerated pain.
“Whatever you want to call yourself, Zach, just as long as you know you’re mine,” I whispered so the idiots in the front couldn’t hear us.
“When we get home, I plan to show you just how much I belong to you.”
“Well, we better unload quickly, lover .” I accentuated lover and broke out into another fit of giggles.
“Nice,” he sighed.
FIFTEEN
Dollar Store Dumbass
Days ran into weeks and soon a month had passed. It was a Thursday, or at least I thought it was Thursday, it was hard keeping track of days now that last year’s calendar was gone and no one was printing up calendars for the new year. All I knew was it was January and the bitter cold of the wet New Orleans winter had taken hold. It was also a supply run day andy I was on the run with Romeo and Cole Peters. Cole’s wife was in a panic because she had missed her last period, so Cole was on the hunt for a pregnancy test and tons of vitamins just in case. Romeo and I were there to round up any food and pharms if we could locate them.
We had decided to push up the main drag along Chef Menteur Highway. I knew there was a dollar grocery somewhere up here and hoped that it wouldn’t be too looted.
When we pulled into the parking lot, the broken front window and cigarette boxes strewn along the sidewalk had me doubting there was anything left, but we pushed inside anyway. The pregnancy test was easy to come by. No one was looting that in the end of days, but food was a bit harder. We scrounged up a few cans and Romeo landed a bit of
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