We're In This Together

Chapter 5 - Visitor

Me and Pete found a van with it's back doors opened. We quickly ran inside and he locked the doors.

Pete: Well, they shouldn't be able to get through that. But we can't get through them.

He slides down on the wall and he holds his his bitten ankle. I sat down and stared at it.

Pete: What're you looking at? Staring ain't polite.

Y/N: What, uh, what're you going to do?

He stares past me.

Pete: Hand me that.

I looked behind me and see a hacksaw sitting on a box.

Y/N: Cutting it off won't work.

Pete: Says who?

Y/N: My friend Lee...

I spoke in a sadden tone.

Pete: Well, I might as well try it. I'm dead either way.

He reaches over and grabs the saw. He lines it above the bite.

Y/N: You're going to bleed out.

He sighs and throws the saw.

Pete: You're right. I'll bleed out like a stuck pig. And I doubt you'll be able to carry me with them all out there.

Y/N: Just rest. I'll try to find something to help.

I walked up to a box labeled "Red and Gold" I opened it and there were a couple packs of cigarettes.

Pete: What's in there?

I picked up a pack and showed him.

Pete: Gimme one of those. Probably taste like pine tar, but I'll take anything.

I smirked.

Y/N: Can you show me?

Pete: Hell no.

Y/N: How come?

Pete: All it took was one pack and I was hooked.

Y/N: Well, I wouldn't do it anyway.

Pete chuckles.

Pete: You got a light?

I pulled out the lighter that, luckily, Clementine gave me. I lit up his cigarette and he takes one puff before coughing.

Pete: Well, that tastes about as bad as it smells.

We sat in silence as he smokes his cigarette.

Y/N: I hope Clementine is okay.

Pete: Are you two like, together? Because you're kinda young if you ask me.

His question catches me off guard and I blush.

Y/N: Uh, no, no. We're just really close, we knew each other around the time this started. She's the closest thing to family I have.

He coughs as he finishes his cigarette.

Pete: Well, family is what you chose by heart, not by blood.

I smirked.

Y/N: That's what I always say.

Pete: Smart kid. I reckon we get some rest. It's going to be a while before those things move.

I nodded as I lied down and closed my eyes.

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I was awoken by Pete groaning. I quickly backed up and grabbed the hacksaw. I slowly approached him and poked him. He wakes up coughing like crazy.