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It was sometime late at night, it had been a long boring day but I guess that's how it is during the end of the world, my mom sat on the couch while I laid across the sofa with my head in her lap as she calmly ran her hand through my hair making me smile at how relaxing it was.

"D-do you think we'll survive?" I ask her breaking the silence between us, she stops running a hand through my uncombed hair and lets out a sigh.

"Yes, and you should as well."

"How? We've been screwed over so many times!" I say sitting up to face her.

"Dad!" I hear Jake call from outside.

"I wonder if my biological father is alive." the words spill from my mouth and her face drops.

"Your father is-" I roll my eyes already knowing the sentence coming out and with annoyance I snap.

"David isn't my father!" She glares at me. "David will never be my father, I'll never know who he is thanks to you-"

"Y/n shut up!" She says trying to not yell. "I-I overheard Kinsie asking about your biological father the other day and I think it's finally time to talk about it." This had always been a touchy topic and every time I would ask about the stranger she she wouldn't answer.

Why now? Why all of a sudden? Just because a stupid kid asked but whenever I asked-

"Why? It doesn't matter anymore! We'll all be dead within days-"

"ENOUGH!" She yells, we stare at one another feeling the intensity within the room, Charlie begins barking in the background and the room gets still.

The door slams open and our heads snap to see Jake with his arms covered in blood, he was trying to catch his breath. I run up to him and he starts pacing around the house grabbing our belongings.

"Mom?" she turns from the window eyes slightly widen.

"Evacuate, NOW!" Jake yells as he runs upstairs, a shot is heard and I grab our stuff along with Kinsie who was now starting to wake up from the chaos.

As I step outside I hear the groans, I look up ahead and notice the humongous herd of walkers coming towards the house causing my eyes to widen. David, like a bat out of hell pulls the truck next to the porch stairs, he gets out and runs passed me.

"H-how did this happen?!" I ask Jake as he runs past me while throwing stuff inside the truck. Kinsie walks out and notices what's happening, causing her to start freaking out.

"It's time to man up." I say getting down to her level and she hesitates for a moment then stands straight while nodding. "Good, now get in the truck and make room."

"JAKE WHERE IS MOM AND DAVID?!"

"I'm right here" David says out of breath. "Where's-" before he could finish that sentence a female high pitch scream erupted.

"Y/n no!" Jake says trying to grab me but before he had the chance I run towards the scream. Without hesitation I shoot every undead person in front of me until I see her on the floor hyperventilating. You didn't have to be smart to notice the huge gash in her shoulder that was causing the blood to seep into her shirt was causing her to loose a lot of blood , my eyes widen and my legs give out, I take off my flannel and try to cover the wound up but she grabs my hands and looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"I-I love you so much, y-you have no clue y/n- it does matter, everything matters. H-he is out there, I know it, t-tell him: one, fo-ur, th-ree" I see the life fading away in her eyes and she pulls me to her. I look at her and nod while feeling the tears stream down my face.

"MOM!" I grab her shoulder and scream as the life finally fades from her eyes "no, mommy!" I hear footsteps running up to me and start forcefully tugging my body away from her corpse.

"NO! NO, LET GO OF ME, NO! I WANT TO DIE!" I yell over the gun shots, Jake throws me onto his shoulder as I kick and scream trying to get away.

"ENOUGH Y/N!" he throws me into the truck where David presses the gas and we get the hell out of there. As he does I stare behind us and feel the anger rise in me as I watch as the sun rises and walkers take over, my hands covered in my mothers blood.

"David, pull over." I say in a mumble, he doesn't. "David. Pull.Over. NOW!" He continues driving, Kinsie looks between us and as hard as I could I kicked the driver sear.

"PULL OVER NOW!" I yell at the top of my lungs, he hit the breaks and I get out, I look down at my hands again and punch the glass of this run down car, I bang on it until I drop to my knees and let out a frustrated scream until hands cover my mouth, and I'm picked up, I look and see Jake who pulls me into a hug and I let go of the hot tears burning in my eyes.

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