Chapter 2

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I woke at God knows what time. Clocks stopped working a while back. I run my hands through my hair and tread downstairs to the kitchen.

I see a figure out of the corner of my eye. I look over. It's the zombie girl through the window. It seems as if she's looking at me. She trudges away right as I look. That is very strange, but I move on.

After I eat, I lounge on the couch. I read some ripped up book. I'm not a big reader, but there's nothing else to do nowadays. For a moment I feel alone. Actually, for more than a moment. I have to stay positive, though. Maybe some day I'll find a group to fit into, or maybe another lonely loner.

Time passes by and I decide that it's time to kill whatever threatening zombies are outside. I walk through the front door. I stab a few zombies' heads when I see her. Again. With every time I see her, she seems more human. I go back inside.

Now, I have nothing to do until sundown. I begin thinking of what could've been if the zombie girl were alive, and i find myself erect. I'm disgusted with myself. I go to sleep, so that i could stop those thoughts.

I have a dream. It's the zombie girl, but she's not a zombie.

~female zombie x reader~ LEMONWhere stories live. Discover now