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Anoniem
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She pulls herself from the ground and tries to reach a chair. I go through all the cupboards but don't see that damned First Aid Kit. "Can you be any slower with that first aid kit?" She groans. I see now that she removed the knife out of leg. "If you organised your damned cupboards it might go faster, yeah," I mumble and try to ignore Noah who crawled up again. He walkes over to me and starts looking for the bandages as well. "Thanks for the black eye, Big Guy," he jokes and pats me on the shoulder. I doubt wheter I should say something back but I don't.

When I open a random drawer out of frustration I find the kit and walk back to Emilee, who's pretty much fainting on that chair. "Gonna sting," is all I tell her when I apply some straight alcohol to the wound. She grunts from the pain but she's tougher than she looks like. "She's getting cold," I tell Noah. He can read my mind after all these years of being together and he takes of his jacket, giving it to her. She shivers at first but then takes it.

I rip her pants till just above her knee, so I can do the bandages around her knee. She's clearly in pain as I wrap them around her knee. I hope the bleeding won't wrench the bandages, cause she doesn't have many left. "Get wounded much?" I ask her, looking at the poor stash in her kit which tells me I'm right.

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"Get wounded much?" He asks me while gesturing to my poor stash of bandages. I sigh knowing that he is right, I'm not the best fighter. I may have trained myself how to handle a gun and a knife but other than that I can be quite clumsy. ''Yeah, but my brother also took half of the bandages when he left me for dead.'' I say softly, not wanting to talk about my brother. Noah his jacket was keeping me warm, the amount of blood loss is really making me weak. My mouth is starting to feel dry and I also haven't had a good sleep in a few days. ''Can I please have some water, I have like 7 waterbottles in the bag over there.'' I say while pointing at my second backbag that I always keep in my hide-out, it's filled with food and water.

Noah walks to the bag and picks it up, walking back to the guy and me. He opens the bag and empties the bag onto the kitchen table. Foodbars, watterbottles and some gun ammo comes falling out of the bag onto the table. I can see a little bit of shock on his face when he notices how much stuff I actually gathered together. Noah hands me one waterbottle and I give him a small smile in response. At this point the other guy has stoppped bandaging my knee. My eyes are slowly starting to close, and I almost can't keep them open. I need to stay awake, but all this has made me weaker and my body can't handle it anymore.

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Noah glances towards me when he throws all the ammo, food and waterbottles on the table. I raise my eyebrows and look back at the girl again. She's almost passing out on the chair she's in, and I think she needs some rest. I grab some pillows from an old couch in the room on the hotel and place them in a corner of the small room. "You can take a rest if you want, Noah and I will stay on watch." I tell her but she's already passed out. Noah and I carry her from the harsh chair she's on and place her on the pillows on the ground. The sleep will probably bring her her strength back.

Noah sits in the old couch that's now pillow-less. I take a quick look at the ammo on the table. There is no ammo for my rifle, but luckily there is some for my handgun, so I take these. I also grab two waterbottles and throw one to Noah as well. I have a sit on the chair next to Noah. "We could team up, you know?" I ask him, looking over at Emilee, who's sleeping on the other side of the room.

"Then what's with all the face spitting and the deadtreaths?" He asks. I don't answer him and drink the entire bottle of water all at once. I didn't realise I was this thristy. "We could let her join us. I'm not staying in this crappy hotel, tho," Noah says. After a long silence Noah says with a grin: "I would like some female company. Last time, I got a boner from a fucking female Undead... That's the level I'm a, bro." He laughs but I don't. "Don't 'bro' me," is all I respond.

After I while Noah has fallen asleep on the couch and I am the only one left awake. I don't mind it, tho, I enjoy being the one to keep watch. I grab another bottle from the table, which I know Emilee will be pissed about later on. I'll find her some new ones, I tell myself. I start wondering about what she said about her brother. When he left me for dead, was that what she had said? I sit back in the chair and look at the wall where her knife still hangs steady. How did I end up in a hotel with an extra memeber to what Noah calls 'our gang'?

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Slowly I start to wake up again, has this all been a fucked up dream? I open my eyes and notice that I'm pretty much laying on the floor, it's still not day time, but the sun is going to come up soon. I look around me and notice Noah asleep on the couch without any pillows, and also the other guy sitting on a chair next to the couch, he seems to just be refilling the ammo for his handgun right now. I slowly sit up more straight, I'm actually surprised they gave me all the pillows and made me comforatble, they could've just left me bleeding and stole all my stuff. I pull myself up on a small drawer and try to balance myself. After trying to walk for two steps I notice the grave mistake I made when the wound on my knee sends a sharp pain through my whole body. I bend down a bit and curse to myself, ''Fucking hell, that hurts more than I expected it to.'' I whisper to no one in particular.

The guy turns around in his chair and is now facing me. He stands up and grabs my waist while telling me lean on him, helping me walk towards the kitchen table. ''Thank you.'' I whisper softly, not wanting to wake Noah up. I sit down on one of the kitchen chairs and grab a water bottle. It then comes to my attention that there are 3 empty water bottles on the kitchen counter. I sigh and grab one of the portein food bar from the kitchen table and open it, some food should get my strenght up again. The guy grabs a chair and sets it down in front of me. I try to ignore his gaze and look around the room, my hide-out has gone to shit. It looks like a teenage boy just threw a party and not one thig is actually in the place it needs to be in. The knife I threw to Noah is still stuck and I grin slightly, I have to give it to myself, that was a great throw.

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I can tell she's dissapointed when she sees three empty water bottles on the kitchencounter. All I do in response is raise my eyebrows: I literally just saved her life and now she's pissed I drank some water? Fuck off.

"You're okay with knifes," I tell her, "But then again, I already have someone with me that's good with knifes." We could team up with her, but I'm not sure whether she trusts Noah and I can't afford it to lose him. Besides, she's not worth the trouble. Her gun, on the other hand, is worth all the trouble in the world. The thing needs a fuck load of ammo but I've seen her shoot with it, and its amazing.

Noah is still on the couch and doesn't make a single sound. He needed the sleep badly, so I'll let him rest for a while. I take a seat on the opposite side of the table and rest my arms on the table, leaning forward towards her. "I'm not sure what to do with you," I say through my teeth. Waiting on a response.

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"You're okay with knifes," He tells me, "But then again, I already have someone with me that's good with knifes." He says and I raise an eyebrow at him. So he is implying that he doesn't need me, but he isn't saying that he is going to kill me. He sits down at the opposite side of the table and leans forward towards me. "I'm not sure what to do with you," he says and leans back again, he wants me to tell him what to do with me.

I sit a little more straight in my chair. ''Well judging from the situation we're in right now, you don't seem to be wanting to kill me, even though Noah tried to.'' I answer to just make the situation we're in more clear for myself. He doesn't show any emotion in response, so I'm going to guess that he is just agreeing with me. ''I get that you don't need another knife person to help you fight Undead, I'm not blind. I can see that you both are very good of taking care of yourself.'' I tell him while slowly leaning backwards, and he gives me a small nod. ''However, you do seem to need supplies, ammo and other essentials for surviving. I have all those things, but alone I can't carry it all, that's why I've lived in this hide-out for weeks.'' I explain to him, ''That would make sense.'' He answers shortly, but still waiting for where I am going with this.

''Well since I am wounded now, I can't travel safely alone anymore, so I'd say we make a deal. I share my supplies with you guys, so the food, water, ammo and other stuff and in exchange you guys protect me untill I am fully healed and we travel further together.'' I tell him.

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I look her directly in her eyes. It would make sence for her, yes, but why should I travel with a half-dead girl that is a burden to me, when I could just kill her and take all her stuff? I'm wondering what Noah would think of this, but I know what he would say. He's been wanting an extra member in the team for as long as I can remember. Also, she's girl, meaning Noah would want her in our team whether she can fight or not. But she can, and she would indeed add some great features.

"Sure," I say. I don't understand why she trusts me all of a sudden. Noah and I tried to kill her, why team up now? "But you won't keep watch at night on your own. One of us," I nod to Noah who is still asleep on the couch, "will stay with you 24/7, making sure you won't run of on your own. I want half of the stash you have shared betweet Noah and I, so I know you'll keep your deal." She seems a bit shocked by the sudden amount of rules I make up for her. "And I want one of your guns."

I lean ever more forward, grab my rifle that was still on the table and hold it my hand. Our noses almost touch as I say: "If you fuck up, this deal is done. Meaning I can kill you when and however I want to." She stares right into my face. "Fine. Dick," Is all she says. "Anything else for my saviour in the skies?" She tries to be sarcastic, funny, which she isn't. She's already on my nerve and she knows it.

So I simply add: "Also, do not fuck Noah. I'll snap your neck."

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"Also, do not fuck Noah. I'll snap your neck." He says and I laugh at his comment. ''I wasn't planning on fucking your friend there, I'd probably fuck an Undead before I fuck him.'' I say grinning. I slowly stand up from my chair and grab the handgun that is still in my belt. ''Here is the gun you asked for.'' I whisper while laying it in fornt of him on the table. I walk towards the kitchen counter and grab the frist aid kit.

I sit back on the chair by the table and remove the old bandages from my knee. To my surprise it has healed better than I thought it would. I get some new bandages from my kit. First I let some water drip over the wound to clean it up a bit more and then I wrap the bandages around it. It's almost starting to become morning. I take a sip out of one of the water bottles and look back at the couch. We sit in silence for a few minutes, just lost in our own thoughts. I don't trust these guys, but I have no other choice. At this point they are my biggest threat, but also my biggest chance at survival.

Noah's eyes suddenly flutter open and he yawns as he sit up straight on the couch. ''Well goodmoring to you too, there seems to be some tension going on here.'' He says when he notices me and the other guy sit in silence on opposite side of each other. We both ignore him but then something pops up in my mind, I actually still don't know his name. ''What is your name actually?'' I ask him as I turn around to face him again.

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As Noah wakes up he immediatly lightens up the mood. "Found you a new friend," is all I say when he figures out there is something going on here. "Okay, so, you could have told me that before I smashed in her knee," he says as he stands up. He walks over to Emilee and shakes her hand saying: "I'm Noah, but you knew that already," he says but I interrupt him. "Don't get all cheerfull, now, she makes one mistake and she's dead."

Noah looks at me with a 'man, com'on' all over his face. He points at her ass when she's turned away and grins. I don't even bother commenting on it. He walks over to me when I don't reveal my name. He wraps his arm around my shoulder. "This is Parker, he saved my life couple of times, can be an asshole, will indeed kill you but is secretly a very okay dude." I notice the way he's saying I'm 'okay' instead of 'nice' and I appreciate it. I raise my eyebrows as an answer and I take my seat on the tablechair again. I lay out a map of East-America I kept in my pocket for the last month and take a hear look at it.

"If I'm right we're in what used to be Nashville, right now," I point it out on the map and look at Emilee to make sure I'm right. "Noah and I are on our way to North Carolina," which I also point out on the map. "What for?" Emilee askes when she gets around the map as well. I feel fucking stupid for having hope about the Safe Heaven but I don't really have anywhere else to go. "Doesn't matter right now," I say at the same time Noah says: "The Safe Heaven." Emilee sighs immediatly.

"I don't care what you think about it. It's a long road, if you wanna come, you come. If you don't, well.." I say, "Have fun on your own in this Undead-shit-hole with your fucked-up knee." I stand up with the gun the girl gave me a little earlier. "We in two days, at first sunlight. You get your strength back in the meantime and Noah and I will explore the hotel a bit more."

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"We in two days, at first sunlight. You get your strength back in the meantime and Noah and I will explore the hotel a bit more." He says and stands up. I nod in response. ''Alright that's fine, I've already gone through almost this whole hotel tho. There is nothing left here, the apartements on the next block however are still full of loot, that's where I went two days ago.'' I say and lay open a map of just Nashville, I show them where we are right now and where the apartments are. ''It's pretty dangerous tho, when I went there last time I almost got overrun by an Undead and had to use my gun to save myself.'' I sigh, that gunshot is still responsible for the big amount of Undead outside this hotel right now, which is very frustrating.

I leave the map on the table and move the pillows from the corner of the room back on the couch. If we're leaving in two days I need to be able to walk good again by then, otherwise if I'm a burden they'll for sure kill me. Noah seems to be quite happy to have me in this 'team' though, but after everything what Parker has told me he just seems to crave some woman attention. My mom and dad had mentioned The Safe Heaven before, but I wasn't sure what to think of it then and what to think of it now.

I can see Noah and Parker look at the map. While I fix this couch up. They seem to be communicating with each other without even talking. Parker keeps looking up to check on me though, as if I can run away in the situation I'm in right now. I pick up my knife which was still stuck in the room and put it back in my belt. After that I drop my belt next to my bag and drop down on the couch.

''I'll go rest for a bit now to not put too much pressure on my wound by walking a lot, later I will search all my supplies and stuff together so we can devide it over the bags an get ready to leave this place.'' I say and close my eyes while lay in a comfortable position on the couch.

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When she's finally asleep on the couch I tell Noah I'm going through the building anyway. He doesn't agree on me going of on my own, but there is no place in hell I'm letting her stay on her own. "Just keep fucking watch," is all I say when I close the door behind me. The handgun in my shoe is pretty uncomfortable and the big but emptied backpack hangs lifeless around my back. I hold my rifle up as I go through the hall and keep a knife very close to me as well. The hall is all empty, thank the Lord. I go into a room that looks just like the room that we're staying in now. Emilee had a pretty good spot, she's smart eventhough it was probably just pure luck she found the hotel in the first place.

I go through the room and look for supplies but she was right: It's all empty. I grab a few pillows and drag a matress with me, back through the hall and knock on the door of the room Noah is in. I hand them the extra pillows and the matress and leave again. Next room. Also nothing. I decide to go up a few floors and have a look over there. I found a few ropes that might come in hand, a bottle of liquor, an extra bag and a book that I bring with me. Back into the room, Noah is excited to see what I gathered. "You have a kink?" He askes sarcastically as he holds up the rope and looks over to Emilee who is still on the couch, asleep, I hope. I roll my eyes to him and he finds the bottle of liquor. "I fucking love you, bro." "Don't fucking 'bro' me," I say and stick my hand out for the bottle. He gives it to me and I take a drink. My throat burns, a feeling I now realise I missed. I pass the bottle to Noah, who's face gets all sour as he takes a drink as well.

Noah and I sit on the table as Emilee wakes up and joins us. We share the bottle with her and go over the plans for today. We have two entire days to fill before we go on the road again, and I must say, -eventhough it might be the alcohol- that I don't mind it as much as I thought I would.

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I silently lay on the couch, a few minutes ago Parker brought in some pillows and a matress. Even though he wasn't being too loud I still got woken up by it, I didn't let them know though. After Parker left again I just kept laying still. I may not be sleeping, but I'm still resting, I just have to spare up my energy. Noah just seems to be playing with his knifes while he sits on at the kitchen table. They really won't let me stay alone, I don't really mind it to be honest. I get that they don't trust me, well Parker doesn't trust me.

A few minutes later Parker comes back again. I'm still not opening my eyes and just keep laying still. "You have a kink?" I suddenly hear Noah say and he laughs. They talk a little and then Parker joins Noah at the kitchen table. I don't even have to listen carefully to hear that they're sharing a bottle of something. I open my eyes and stand up from the couch. I walk towards them and join them at the kitchen table. I laugh when I see them sharing a bottle of liquor, now that's nice. Noah slowly slides the bottle to me and I take a sip of the drink. They're actually pretty fun to hang out with. Even though I don't fully trust them, I'm glad to have some company again.

After we finished the bottle together Noah says he will keep watch, but I'm honestly not sure if that's a good idea. He mainly fights with knifes and after the alcohol he may not be able to protect us very well. I decide to not go sleep yet and gather all the stuff I found over the weeks of being alone. I open all the cupboards and grab the extra food I have. I also have some extra clothes which I lay on the table. I should actually switch shirt, this one is dirty and I ripped a piece of fabric off of it when I tied it around my leg. I pick one of the light blue shirts and pull my old shirt over my head, which I then dump over one of the chairs. I pull the new shirt over my head and continue with collecting the rest of the stuff from the cupboards.

I organise everything on the kitchen table, not really paying attention to what the other two are doing. After I'm done I sit down at one of the chairs again and have a look at my bandages. It isn't drenched in blood anymore so that's a good sign. I put my legs up on one of the other chairs and lean back. It's now almost midnight again and the darkness is taking over the streets, the amount of Undead outside has seemed to reduce, so that's a good sign.

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Noah and I sit on the table, next to eachother as Emilee changes her shirt. Noahs eyes get wide as she throws the dirty shirt over the chair next to Noah. "Fucke me up. We're keeping her," he whispers with disbelief. I can't help but smile. I do in fact like Noahs company with me and I wouldn't know what to do without him. I'd probably be dead without him, tho.

Emilee grabs all the stuff she gathered and in the meantime I can not get her brother out of my head. What did she mean with 'left me for death'? Would he actually have left her to die? Why leave your family when the world is on the edge of collapsing when that's all you have left? A chill goes down my spine as I think about my own family. I remember the night terrors when I hadn't met Noah yet. I slept so little I got hallucinations in the middle of the day, which almost killed me a few times. That's why I am so thankfull for Noah eventhough sometimes on the edge of killing him, but I'm sure he has those moments as well.

"Noah, watch?" I ask. He nods which means I can finally go to sleep. "Wake me halfway through," I tell him shortly as I walk away from the kitchentable. "Take the couch," I tell Emilee, not being sure whether she heard me or whether she's going to sleep. I find a spot on the ground and take of my jacket. I fold the jacket up and use it as a pillow. I hold my gun in hand as I try to fall asleep.

I hear Noah and Emilee talk for a bit. "He's fine," I hear Noah say and I wonder whether that's about me. I hear them laugh as I finally, slowly, dive into sleep.

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It's close to midnight, me and Noah have been talking for a while. He told me that he has been travelling with Parker for quite some time. They seem to be great friends and even though they are threatening to kill me if I break one rule, they are decently nice guys. Parker went to sleep on the matress that he brought in earlier and told me that I could sleep on the couch. I'm not planning on sleeping just yet. I walk up from the chairs and stand by the window. I just zone out while I look at the city, the electricity in Nashville has been down for a good while, so the city is pitch black. I wonder if they still have electricity in other cities or if there are still people just living calmly in their farmhouse.

When I snap back to reality I suddenly notice that Noah has joined me by the window. He looks down at the streets, and then admires the city in front of us that is lit up by the moonlight. ''Emilee..'' He says with a questioning look, I turn towards him, ''Yeah, what's up?'' I answer him. He looks out the window again and points towards one of the smaller buildings. ''Am I going crazy, or is there smoke coming from behind that building?'' He says while pinching is eyes together to focus more. I follow his gaze, it's extremely dark outside and I don't have owl's eyes. I try to focus on the building, but I don't see any smoke. ''No I don't see it, but if there was a fire wouldn't we have noticed the light?'' I tell him while walking towards the couch. He nods in response, ''Yeah you're right, probably just some clouds.'' He shrugs it off and leans against the wall by the window, still focussed on what he's seeing outside.

I lay back on the couch and just stare at the ceiling for a while. I there was really smoke that means some people had ignited a small fire. This city has been abandoned for so long, taken over by Undead and suddenly people are popping up out of nowhere? They could just be travelling through Nashville while heading somewhere else, just like Noah and Parker. One day left and then we are leaving my hide-out, leaving the city I've been hiding in for so long. I'm glad my knee is healing well and it's already feeling a lot better than before. After a while I just close my eyes and rest.

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I wake up from the first beems of sunlight that come through the window. I frown and take look around the room. Noah is sitting on the kitchen table, sharpening his favorite knife. I yawn and walk over to him. "I told you to wake me so we could switch watch," I tell him as I join him around the table. "I know you needed the sleep, man, it's nothing." He smiles and I thank him. "I think I saw a fire last night," Noah says. I shrug, meaning so what? He raises one eyebrow shortly but continues to sharpen his knife. "Thought you wanted to know," is all he says quietly.

I raise from the chair and look at the food Emilee gave to Noah and me. "Black beans in tomato sause?" Noah complains, making a sound like he's gonna throw up, "Why didn't I exchange you for that 3 Star Chef when I had the chance?" He laughs and almost walked up Emilee by it. "Maybe because the dick didn't even know how to hold a gun and almost shot himself twice?" I joke back. I open the can with the beans and use the iron piece on top of the can as a spoon. I eat half of it and give it Noah who murmers a short 'thanks' when we eats. "I could have been eating a 3 star breakfast, tho,"he continues to fuck with me. "Nah, you'd be accidentally shot before you even took a bite," I fire back.

When the sun is up Noah says he wants to go outside; take a look at the fire he saw before. I had him my rifle and give him a quick hug when he leaves. "You better make it back," I tell him. He laughs, "Probably, I'd like to kick your ass some more when it comes to fights." And with those words he leaves. I told him to kill the people he think he saw, if they're still alive. I'm not wanting even more Emilee's around me. Although, she's fine and better with knives than I'd like to admit.

As Emilee wakes up I give her the last bit of the can of beans that Noah left for her. "He rather wanted a 3 star breakfast," I answer, knowing she won't get the joke.

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