Withered Roses (Yandere!ZombieXReader)

Chapter 9: Strangers.

  After yesterday, Alex was distant with you. Every time you both look at each other, he looked angry. 

  It wasn't your fault... You wanted to be with him too! He knew that... Hopefully...

  Now, you were sitting on the couch in the dark while the other three went out to find some clothes. Especially for Alex since he was growing out of his old ones... 

  You blush thinking about how hot he looked without his shirt that one time. "Ugh, dammit...!" You cover your face in shame. "M-maybe I should go out and spread more honey around the building... Keep other alphas away... Y-yeah, I should do that..." You get up and put on some socks then shoes.

  You pick up your mask and a gun then go into the kitchen to grab some honey. Once you were all ready, you leave the bunker and head towards the lab's exit. As you walked, you kept thinking about Alex. 

  "Dammit, Alex, you're no fair..." You frown sadly. "I want you too, you know..."

  You open the lab door, seeing outside was bright causing you to squint your eyes. The sun felt nice on your skin at least.

  You sigh and close the exit door then pull off your backpack and unzip it, grabbing some honey and pulling off its lid. "Time to get started, I guess..."

  As you walked around and poured the honey everywhere, you sang a song. It was an old song your parents would sing to you when you were a kid. It would help put you to sleep. You stop and sigh sadly. "I miss my parents..."

  You continue once again with the honey and after the song, you kept quiet. In fact, the whole area got quiet which made you uncomfortable so you walked faster to finish the job so you could hurry back inside.

  You freeze, though, hearing growling. 'Every time I think I'm safe, dammit...' You say in your head and slowly turn around, gasping when you see a zombie with its arm torn off. Its jaw was just barely on it either, only skin was somehow keeping it attached.

  You keep frozen there for a little as you both had a staring contest. Then, in a swift movement, you drop the honey bottles then pulled out your gun and shot it right in its head. The zombie didn't see it coming and didn't get a chance to react before it flew back from the bullet and fell to the ground. You sigh in relief. "Now that, that's over with..." You go to get more bottles until you're tackled from behind. "W-what the fuck?!" Your eyes widen and you try to move away but it kept you pinned.

  It wasn't trying to eat you which frightened you a lot. What if it was a zombie alpha?! You scream for help but you knew the three zombies you knew weren't here to save you. 

  You shake in fear and start to cry. "P-please don't hurt me..." You whisper and, to your surprise, the thing gets off of you. You go to look in its direction but it was already gone. "W-what...?" You get up, confused. Without a second thought, you ran inside the lab and into the bunker to hide until the others got back.

~

  "So it is her..." Someone whispers, hiding behind a broken car. They watch as you run into the building in fear. Then they grin. "And this is her little hideout, hm..? Perfect..." And with that, they quickly left.

  They went straight home and pulled down the cloak's hoodie they were wearing. "Gerald, you were right. She is in that abandoned lab." "I knew it..." The redhead smirks. "I knew she would survive. She's always been so smart." "Yeah, yeah, we get it." The guy in the cloak growls in annoyance. "She's pretty, she's smart, she's amazing." "Oh fuck off, Nikki!" Gerald glares at Nikki.

  Nikki pouts and folds his arms. "I just don't get it! If you want her so much, go get her!" "it's not that easy! Y/n is a hard to approach girl... We need to weaken her..." Gerald thinks. "What we need to do is force her out of her hiding place... Then, when she's weak, we'll invite her here..." "Ughhh!" Nikki whines and Gerald glares at him. "Shut up, you annoying slut." "I-I was a stripper for a month, dammit! That's it!" "Yeah, because the apocalypse started. Slut." "I needed money somehow, prick! Hmph!" Nikki turns his head to look at a wall, his shoulder-length brown curly hair swaying a little. "I hate you. Why can't you just, I dunno...  Like me?" "Listen here, you dumbass, you're not my type and I'm not gay." Gerald glares at his annoying friend and Nikki sighs sadly. "Yeah, this isn't my first time hearing it." "Then give it a damn break! Gather the zombies, Nikki, we start at sunrise."