I walked slowly until I was walking parallel with Jack and said "Ever thought of dying?" I asked
"Sometimes."
"Are you scared?"
"Somewhat. We just don't know what's after death." He said, "you?"
"What?" I asked
"Scared?"
"No." I'm not scared of death. We were already doomed once we were born. I'm ready under any circumtances.
"Why bother to survive then?" Jack said while pointing his gun at me. I looked at him, then I smiled.
"There's always something you have to fight for. You don't give up, you want to make people who care about you happy" I said. Then we just kept walking until we went into suburbs. We went into one of the houses, scavanged for water, guns, or anything really. Nothing, then we went back out to head to a school. We were too late, the student clinic was already been looted FUCK! I thought. Then, when we went outside, there were survivors, weird ones, they have some kind of dress code (red top, blue pants).
"What do we have here?" Said the leader
"Survivors." I said
"And who's that little girl?" He waved at Lexi
"I'm none of your GODDAMN business!" Lexi said
"Whoa ho ho! Terrifying." Said the leader. I saw Victor's finger was on the trigger ready to pull, I looked at Jack who was anxious as if he was saying (just kill these motherfuckers) and also ready. In the matter of mili second, we all spread out, and BANG BANG BOOM! Gunfights. There were too many of them so I decided to retreat. I led the way, Lexi, Jess, Victor, and J-- I looked back and he was pinned down. Oh great. I told the rest three to run towards the blue roofed dorm and wait for me and Jack there. I went back for Jack, and opened fire, Jack ran towards me when his right thigh gets shot. He was limping, towards me, I supported him with my own body, then we rushed for the building beside the school. We managed to hide, but we won't be risking our lives going back outside, especially when I have a man down with me. I gotta do something. I rushed to the first aid box, took out a bottle of alcohol, dipped my knife into it, heat it up, and gave a small wooden spoon to Jack.
"Bite on this. It's going to be hurt." I said, he nodded. Slash,, I sunk my knife into his thigh, blood splattered, I dug my finger in his flesh, and took the bullet out. He was moaning in pain, but when it all ends, he managed to say thanks. I tied a cloth to stop the bleeding, gave him my water, and take a rest. He's now asleep, hope nothing happened to those three in the dorm.
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