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MATT??!!

I knock my head back. Hitting his face. Which caused him to stumble back and hold his nose. This however did not please the zombies. As they ran towards me and Tom. But, Matt raised his hand which caused the zombies to halt.......their ....l..i..s..t..e..n..i..n..g...to him??? Is it bc he's a zombie???

He then points at me and Tom. The crowd of zombies splitting us apart as they took Tom from my hands. Holding us from our arms and legs so we couldn't move. The bag stayed on me so that was at least a good thing, but I couldn't reach in the grab the guns. Tom, somehow....WAS STILL SLEEPING!! I tried to muffle scream. Hoping it would at least try to grab his attention. But to no avail.

I really didn't like how close these brain eaters were to me. Feeling their teeth nearly so close to my flesh made my eyes sting with fear. But I tried not to cry... What was Matt planning to do? He's conscious, but still a zombie.... He tried to kill Tord. HE DAMN NEARLY KILLED ME! .... I could have sworn we chained him up in the trunk... How in God's name did he manage to escape?...

Matt, now in front of me, look into my eyes. His other arm still missing... As well as his eye. His head cracked and bitten through exposing the side of his brain. As slimy lighter blood slowly dripped off of it. I wanted to puke.

He honestly didn't look as bad as the other zombies but still was dead. The more I looked at him the more I felt guilt than fear. After all we did leave him for dead...

Sure, he was going to do the same thing for Tord and Tom. But he didn't deserve death. He was just trying to survive after all but it was still pretty cold of him.

His hand grasps a hold of my jaw-- making me hiss in pain through the bandages. He got closer to my bandages. Looking at them confusedly and analyzing. That's right, he didn't know what happened. His fingers pull on the bandages that Edd took his time on to make sure it didn't go anywhere

The dried-up blood and cuts on my lip stuck on the bandages which re-opened once being teared off. Making small blood droplets fall down and stop by my chin. Was he playing dentist with me?...or does he think I'm a zombie too? Nah, I would have turned green and would look a lot worse. Not to mention, I wasn't bitten.

He pulled on my lower jaw to open up. It hurt just to move. "....M...a...t...t....what are you doing?...that hurts.... stop it...." I wanted to say more. I had to say something but yet I couldn't think of anything at the moment...Oh...Don't forget about my finger... I had forgot to mention that the infection started to get worse....p...a..i..n... was a bitch. Still is! Doesn't help with theses zombies touching me and Matt giving me Jeffy Damer vibes.

{-- Pills seemed to actually be working... This is great for me... I won't confused real from fake. And I'm much saner.}

".....y..o..u.... w..e..r...e....a..b...o..u...t....t...o...d..i...e....a..n..d....T...H....I...S....i..s...h..o...w...y...o...u.....r....e....p....a...y......M....E...."

".....Didn't....you try to kill me the last time?" I gave him a deadpan look. Matt's usual stuck up face never changed. Smirking, I move my face to the other side. The smell of flesh and blood burned my nose. I tried not to puke, but it was hard when all these disgusting zombies were touching my bodies.

"W....h....a....t.... do you.....w..a..n..t....M...A...T...T..???" I asked more annoyed and threating. Not trusting him, nor was I going to let my guard down. He may be a zombie, but he's still a degenerate asshole.

"....w...h...y....leave?....I was keeping...US...safe?....And look what....H....A...P...P...E...N!!!" He snarls. "YOU tried to LEAVE TORD AND TOM!" I barked back. The zombies growling at me as if I did something wrong. "....I'm sorry we left you okay! ....we really tried to help you... There was to much zombies and- well it was my fault. I told everyone to leave- Ow!! Ow!"

He grips my jaw. "...And now look at you. This is why you need me...your unstable without me... You look more undead than the ones around you." That was hurtful. He stuck his fingers more into my mouth. Even if I wanted to bite down. I didn't want to risk the zombies around me to take the first bite they get.

I felt so violated. His fingers trailed on my gums and teeth. My mouth still bloody as well as my tongue too. He looked as if he was drooling. I felt like I wanted to throw up even more now. And I think that's like my third time saying it.

I tried moving my head away. To at least do something. I watched as he trailed his finger back from my mouth. Blood dripping off of it. Was I really bleeding that much? And if that couldn't get any worse. I watched as he licked the blood off of his greenish dead fingertip. Like he's stuck his finger into a cherry pie and licked off the jam. I stared at him as if he was some disgusting animal. His eyes did flick though. His breathing heavy and his drooling continued. Before the next thing I knew, before I even had a time to react!

He snatched my head. Digging his nails into each side of my skull. Slamming his dried and purple-ish colored lips onto mine. My lips stinging and my jaw aching. I couldn't tell if you was trying to eat me or literally trying to suck the air out of me. His tongue gliding up against mine. blood dripping off the corner of my mouth as well as drool.

He sucked on my bottom lip. As if he was trying to get every inch of blood out for me. Does this cannibalism? Lust? Bloodlust? Even I wasn't too sure.... My knees were going limp. Damning myself for somewhat enjoying the kiss. But thankfully the sane part inside of me was disgusted.

My eyes grow tired as he continued to make out with me. His hands now wrapping around my throat. Practically sucking on my tongue. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he continued.... That's when he did it. I felt an intense pain on my tongue. Making me scream out as I push him. The zombies letting go of me, as I fall to the ground holding my mouth.

My body's shaking and trembling. My vision going blurry with tears going up in my eyes and then falling down. Whimpering and letting out a few hics of sobs. Blood dripping onto the floor and in the palm of my hands. Even with my hands covering up my mouth- blood still seem to make its way through...

Taking my hands away. I open up my mouth to stick out my tongue... Just to see that a chunk of it had been bitten off. And blood just kept spilling out of my mouth. Coughing and choking on my own blood I couldn't breathe properly. The more I kept coughing the more I felt sick. Turning my body around I threw up every bit of nutrients I had left in my body. Not like I even ate today either. So the only thing that came out was nothing but stomach acid and blood.

Finally finishing that disgusting act. Turning my head slowly around. I could feel my eyes were a bloodshot red from puking and crying. The whole lower part of my mouth completely covered in red. Not to mention my clothes were now even more stain than before.

Matt just stared down at me.... He had bitten off a piece of my tongue and just ate it right in front of me. Sick bastard... He had nothing but a sadistic smile plastered on his green face. His eyes were crazy... Me and Matt may have never been on total terms. We might have argued a bit but I never fully hated him. And right now I was kind of missing who he originally was. Before he turned into this.

"....why are you crying? Did a really hurt that bad.... You seem to be enjoying it at first. Don't lie to me... You want me just as badly as I want you!"

Okay now he's just plain delusional. I stood back up on my feet. Trying my best not to slip on my stomach fluid and blood. "What do you plan on doing huh? Are you going to kill us or something?" I asked. He looked as if he was ready to speak. Until something else caught his attention. I followed his eyes to see what he was staring at... It was my finger. The infection was still terrible...not to mention the bandages never stayed on. It turned black and was now staring to make its away over my whole hand.

"....No.... But it seems like it's starting to become to late for you anyway so what's the point... Your hand is infected. Maybe in the next 24 hours your body will slowly and painfully die..."

....I wanted to throw up again.

I was going to die....not even from a DAMN Zombie I was going to die from a fucking infection!!

....damn you Edd.

"But...I CAN save you. I can be your savior. I shall be the one to be with you... With that bite I gave you on your tongue. You'll be one of us in a shorter time. Less painful too." He crouched down beside me. I punched him before he had the chance. He didn't react. Instead.... Just laughed.

Mocking me... Dead bastard.

...I mumble something under my breath. To which he asked me what I had said. I refuse. He asked me again more threatening. Swearing he'll kill Tom if I didn't...

"....I said.... I hope it hurt when they devoured you alive as you cry liked A LITTLE BITCH!"

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FANART by meh...sorry for being dead. (⁠⊙⁠_⁠◎⁠)