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The bat cracks against his skull, blood spraying in all directions. People don’t realize the head bleeds like a motherfucker. The force of the hit sends his left eye spewing out of its socket. But it doesn’t go too far, as the optic nerve is still attached, leaving it dangling right in front of his face—a tetherball of sorts.
OH YEAH
“Never let someone bigger than you pin you to the ground. The longer you’re pinned, the more strength you give up. Act quickly and violently. Strike their most vulnerable places. Eyes. Nose. Throat. Groin. Give ’em hell, girl.” I will, Dad.
In a flash, my hand thrusts up toward his face, my index and middle fingers spread two inches apart. He doesn’t see it coming 29until it’s too late, until my uncut nails pierce his soft orbs. It feels like sticking a finger into a hard-boiled egg. If it weren’t so gross, the thought of a hard-boiled egg would make me hungry. My stomach rumbles. Never mind.
I’m sure Nate’s coming up with a plan in his head, one that will end in him rising to the occasion as my knight in shining armor. It looks like he’s about to charge at the burner staggering toward him, but he doesn’t. Instead, Nate runs . . . right out the front door. The man I’ve been with for more than two years, who asked me to marry him two and a half months ago, who told me he loved me just a few minutes ago . . . gone in an instant. Fucking great. I knew he wasn’t cut out for an apocalypse.
little b-tch
I bring my knee up to my chest and kick as hard as I can right into his open, screaming mouth. A half dozen teeth shatter, shooting into the back of his throat, causing him to gag and choke on the yellow-tinted chunks of calcium.
im obsessed with everything happening
“No need to thank me, Casey. I’m your father. My job is to take care of you.” “I’m twenty-nine, Dad.” “I don’t care if you’re fifty. You’ll always be my daughter, so I’ll always take care of you.”
Animosity hurts you, not the person it’s directed at. It’s like poison, but you’re the only one consuming it.”
When I was in that hospital, I couldn’t stop thinking about Molly. Everything reminded me of her.” “Really?” I arch a brow. “We’re talking about the same hospital? The one full of dead, decaying, maggot-covered bodies and brain-eating biters.” “That’s right.” He nods. “Everything reminded me of her. That annoying generator noise. Molly. The squeaky wheel on the gurney JJ and I snagged. Molly. The flickering lights in the cafeteria that 204gave me a splitting headache. Molly. So when I saw that ring, I was like . . . that’s for Molly.”
“I don’t hate you anymore.” He’s unable to hide the growing smile spreading across his face. “So, does that mean you like me?” “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” I say with a laugh.
“There’s someone here to see you, and he says he’s your fiancé.” My eyes grow impossibly wide. It feels like they could split at the corners. Fiancé? How is that possible? There’s an immediate tightness in my chest, constricting my lungs, making it hard to breathe, to process this news. “Nate’s here?” I ask, barely getting the words out.
oh absolutely NOT
“We got separated back in the city,” I say. “And I thought he was long gone or dead.”
girl dont lie???
“No, Casey, I would never.” Nate adamantly shakes his head. “I went through hell trying to get to you.”
THE GASLIGHTING ARE YOU JOKING
I stare into the eyes of the man who didn’t give up on me, didn’t abandon me, and even risked his own life to make sure I was safe. What I thought was Nate fleeing at the first sign of trouble, ditching me to save his own ass, was actually him trying to protect me. I was the one who abandoned him, left him sick with worry as he searched for me. He fought his way out of Chicago all the way up here in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin, while I was content, enjoying safety and shelter. I even slept with someone else because I thought Nate had left me. How could I have done that? What kind of person
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no actually stop this is going to piss me off
“Without you, my world ends.” “The world already ended, Blake.” “Only for a little bit, until you came back into it.”
“Wanna come take a walk with me? I have an errand I need to run.” “An errand?” “To my car. I left it parked about a mile up the road.
DONT GO WTH HIM
“I’m sorry for ruining your childhood.” He coughs a fine mist of blood mixed with his saliva. Speckles of red quickly stain his cheeks and beard. “You didn’t.” I squeeze his hand and press down harder, willing him to stay alive, to stay with me. I feel the pressure from Blake doing the same. “I did. I know I did. But . . . I just.” He coughs again, even more blood coming out, this time thick enough to emerge as full drops. “I just wanted you to realize that even when it feels like the world has ended, yours doesn’t have to.”
“Well, we were enemies first, then lovers, then enemies again, and now lovers. So we’re due to switch back to enemies very soon,”
“Sometimes the family you’re born with can’t always be there. But the family you pick up along the way can be.
