Freddie began laughing.
“This is funny?”
“Yeah, because I had no idea just how bad you wanted him.”
“Look, my husband was just killed by a zombie. So no, I’m not looking to hook up with Daniel. Just because a woman and a man were talking doesn’t mean that one of them wants to have sex with the other. Case in point, this conversation right here because all I want to do is punch you in your face.”
His face changed from his smug look to one of concern, “I had no idea. I’m sorry.”
“Instead of saying you’re sorry, which is crap, how about you just stop running your damn mouth about shit you know nothing about.”
He nodded but said nothing.
“Everything alright?” Jamie asked making her way towards us.
Freddie looked at me as he said, “Yeah, Shelly just ran into a zombie that’s all. Just one, she killed it. We’ll be fine.”
Jamie looked worried but said nothing. She just turned and headed back for the tent. Freddie followed Jamie’s path.
I leaned up against the wall and rested my head against it. I didn’t know which was worse the undead or the living.
Chapter 13
I made my way over to the camp fire display and sat down. I had an attraction to Daniel that was true but the last thing on my mind was sleeping with him. The suggestion of such made me angry and annoyed. As if sex would be on the forefront of anyone’s mind in a time like this.
I heard voices coming from down the hall. It sounded like them but I waited until they were in sight before opening the gate.
“How’d it go?” I asked. “Find anything good?”
“There wasn’t a lot to choose from. Place has been picked almost clean.” Phoebe said.
“I’d hate to see the super markets.” I said.
“I got enough to make y’all a good meal, don’t you worry,” Robert added.
“Anything happen here?” Daniel asked.
“Zombie in a closet, eating some guts. Other than that it was pretty uneventful.” I said closing the gate back down.
“There was a zombie in here?” Phoebe asked.
“Yeah, but we should be alright. Just need to stay vigilant.” I replied.
Phoebe nodded but looked concerned. She busied herself helping Robert.
“Those two come out at all?” Daniel asked indicating the tent Freddie and Jamie were in.
“Just to see what was going on with the zombie.” I lied and added. “I think Jamie is having a hard time with all of this.”
“Yeah, I know.” Daniel said and headed towards the back of the store.
Robert kept his word about the food. He made us a make shift shepherd’s pie out of hot dog and hamburger buns, veggies they had found at a sandwich shop and some canned meat. It was surprisingly good though not as good as breakfast had been.
We decided on the watches. I volunteered to go first with Robert since I knew once I laid down it would be hard for me to get back up so I thought it best to get the watch out of the way. Not that it was nearly as dangerous as outside would be, especially with the gates closed but we all figured it would be best to still do a watch. Daniel and Phoebe insisted on it especially after hearing about the zombie in the closet.
Before going to bed we took turns going to the rest room which was only a few feet from the store.
Phoebe, Jamie, and I went first. There were ten stalls and most of them were completely disgusting. I wasn’t surprised by it and Phoebe didn’t really seem fazed but Jamie was more than a little sick to the stomach over the sight of it. There was one very clean stall, almost immaculate at the end. We took turns using that one. The water was still on which I didn’t expect.
Jamie went first while Phoebe and I brushed our teeth.
“Robert keeps mentioning something about a typhoon,” Phoebe said with toothpaste in her mouth.
“What?” I asked.
“Yeah, he wants to get to the caves ASAP because of a typhoon they said was building off the coast.”
“When? When, when did they say that? I don’t remember anything about a typhoon.”
“Neither do I but with all the undead running around, there’s a strong chance it was over looked or forgotten.”
“So you’re telling me that there is a typhoon headed for us?”
“Possibly, but Robert might be remembering wrong or just extremely paranoid.”
I let out a sigh, “does he remember when they said it might hit?”
“At the end of the week possibly.”
I scratched my forehead, “so, like in two days?”
“That’s what he keeps saying.”
Jamie flushed the toilet. Phoebe and I stopped talking, as if she couldn’t hear us.
“I feel terrible,” she said walking to the sink and turning on the water.
Phoebe didn’t say anything, she just headed to the toilet, saying “I’m next,” as she headed for the stall.
I looked at Jamie’s face in the mirror, something wasn’t right.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Just my stomach,” she said as she dried her hands. “And my head, and my muscles, and every other part of me.”
Tears began to run down her face. I walked over and gave her a hug. She wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace.
“I’m so scared,” she gasped. “I feel like I’m going to fall apart because of it. The terror is so strong.”
“It’s going to be okay. We’re going to be okay,” I said but didn’t really believe it.
“You’re not scared?” she asked pulling away from me and looking at my eyes.
“Yes, I am completely terrified. But giving in to fear gets you nowhere right?”
She gave a
