Our Days Numbered

Life is Redundant

Olivia's pov

*1 month later*

"Danny, you're flat out taking advantage of her! Quit being such prick!" I overhear Cole whisper shouting at Danny. They think their secretive but they're not.

Snow lays in piles several of feet high, my ragged breath throwing mist out into the hypothermic air. Wrapping my arms tighter against my body I shiver against the wall. We've been breaking into any building we could find picking the city clean. Most of the zombies are extremely slow or buried under the snow,they haven't been bothering us. We are still extremely cautious of course though.

Right now we are in an old apartment building. Well I am. Danny and Cole are arguing out on the tiny balcony.

"No I'm not! And BY THE WAY ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!" Danny shouts louder. I get up and start searching the apartment instead of waiting like they told me to. I'm not going to sit here freezing to death. Heaven knows how Danny kept that pack of cigarettes going over a month I'm guessing.

The tiny space used to be what I'm guessing a bachelor pad. Judging by the black decor theme and no pictures on the walls I'm pretty sure I'm right. This part of the city was probably evacuated early on because these apartment buildings are still kinda intact.

Rummaging through a closet I overhear Cole retort.

"IT IS MY BUSINESS WHEN I HAVE TO HEAR YOU FUCKING HER!!"

I close my eyes and take a deep breath when I hear this. Absentmindedly grabbing some towels and wrap them around my body. Maybe I should be ashamed but at this point in my life why should I care. I could be 16 or 17 by this point and I don't even know.

"I BET IF YOU HAD A GIRL TO FUCK YOU WOULDN'T BE THIS UPTIGHT!"

"I DONT NEED TO BE TALKING ABOUT THIS"

"MAYBE YOU DO, ITS THE FUCKING APOCALYPSE THERE IS NO RULES"

"YOURE RIGHT THIS IS THE "FUCKING" APOCALYPSE THE WAY YOURE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY FRIEND SO MUCH."

"JUST BECAUSE ALL YOUR OTHER GIRLFRIENDS ARE DEAD DOESNT MEAN YOU CAN CONTROL OLIVIA"

There is a split second of silence and then the sound of skin hitting skin. Danny groans loudly and I'm debating wether or not I should appreciate Cole sticking up for me or help Danny. He stumbles off the balcony holding his face. Cole follows him seething, and shoves him roughly to the ground.

"You ASSHOLE!!" Cole screams. I've never seen him get so angry before, like ever, and I've known him for years. This was a side of him that I never thought existed. I could feel myself gaping at them fighting. His anger takes hold and he continues to punch him. I jump up to try to get them off of each other. Danny is trying to fight back but his face is bloody and he's weak.

I grab Coles arm and try pulling him off but I'm surprised at his response. He whips around eyes full of pent up rage and slaps me. I fall to the ground and hold my cheek my eyes tearing up slightly. The second he realizes what he's done he looks at his hand that's still in the air and looks shocked. He jumps off of Danny and his mouth is shaped in a perfect O.

"I-I-I'm so sorry Olivia, I-I never....I-I'd never... Wouldn't ever hurt you" he starts rambling in apology, I could see the disbelief in his expression. Danny starts sitting up and holds his bleeding face. He starts backing away and hits the wall, finding the door handle without looking and leaves the apartment. Danny crawls over to me and I finally can see the damage. His eye is swollen, his nose is crooked and bleeding, and his lip is swollen/bleeding too. He places his hand gently against my red, swollen face. I wince slightly and he notices, pulling his hand away.

"Are you okay?" He asks concerned.

"Don't worry about me" I say softly. He leans in to kiss me but all I can taste is blood. My mind is on Cole and I'm afraid.

"What are we going to do now?" I ask pulling away sooner than he liked and wipe blood off my lips.

"I don't care as long as I'm with you" he says smiling through a cringe of pain.

I give a small smile and study his face. A strange urge overcomes me and I lean in.

"Hold your breath" I say confidently and pinch his nose hard, feeling the cartilage moving disgusts me. He starts screaming loud, he's in complete distress trying not to push me off like Cole did but also not wanting me to fix his nose. I feel terrible but it was for his own good. Grabbing one of the towels I had I press it gently against his face trying to stop the blood flow. His breathing is ragged but he will be okay soon enough. We just sit there in silence.

Cole will be back? Maybe? I hope..

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I could write for forever and it still is never enough *sighs loudly and dramatically*

Drama