Give 'Em Hell in Zombieland

The Relationship Fucktards.

SKYLAR'S P.O.V

I just sat there, rocking back and forth on the roof of the apartment building, with my eyes squeezed tight shut at trying to block out all the fucking kicking, moaning, yelling and shit from the zombies.

It wasn't possible that they'd find a tiny key within thousands of other zombies. I just knew it wasn't possible.

Summer was being held gently in Mikey's arms, as he had 'that look' in his eye. She seemed to be pretty comfortable being in Mikey's embrace.

I sniffed to myself. Atleast she had someone, I had nobody. Summer always had the guys liking her, back in High School.

But she'd always said that she'd be waiting for the 'one' to finally come along and sweep her off of her size 3 feet.

She has pretty small feet. And it also seeems to me, that she's found her perfect match.

It was just one of those things that a best friend knew, even when the other didn't have a clue about the googly eyes that would be sent in their general direction.

Everyone was silent, lost in their own thoughts. The door to the roof was being brutally raped by those zombies, but no worries.

It was atleast three inches of steel, that door.

What the fuck were we gonna do now? We were officially screwed.

Rule number three: Don't lock yourself up on the fucking roof during a zombie apocalypse.

"Skylar...you have a plan?" Summer asked, in Mikey's arms.

"Why the fuck would I have a plan?" I bit my lip, still pissed that I was a definite no-no for love.

"You always do." Summer cracked a small smile.

"Not this time. We have a real fucking problem." I grumbled, running a hand through my hair.

"A problem isn't a problem, without a solution." Gerard said hopefully, hugging Chrissy to himself.

Fuck me. Everyone has a damn-

"We'll get out of this, somehow." Frank sat down next to me, pulling me into a hug.

He smelled awesome. No wonder the fucking zombies were after us.

"I hope so.." I whispered.

He rubbed my back soothingly, and I just let him hug me as he murmured comforting words into my ear.

It felt...nice.

Should I be concerned if I get this weird tingly feeling..?

I just decided to ignore it as I wrapped my arms around him. I really needed a hug right now, and Frank was probably the only one that could sense it.

I broke it off, and he smiled at me sadly. I smiled back, before getting up and wondering over to the edge of the roof to peer over the side. Many zombies were still occupied with trying to stuff themselves into the building.

It was actually starting to get really dark.

The dark was one of my biggest fears. You never knew what could be lurking in the shadows. And my fear increased about 100x than I thought possible, knowing that there were shitloads of zombies growing smarter by the second, waiting to rip our heads off with every chance they got.

I shivered in my not-so-warm hoodie.

Small fires from down below illuminated my face a little, as I stared down at the sight below us. Everything down there was completely trashed to the max.