I hate Love…
I hate Friendship…
I hate girls…
Just keep telling yourself that, Francis… it'll make it all feel better… No matter what you do…. No matter what you say…. She isn't coming back… She didn't have a choice…. She never did…..
"Francis. Get up. We're moving." Zoey jabbed me with her Hunting Rifle. Growling, I opened my eyes. "What?"
"Let's go."
"Now?"
"YES!"
"OKAY! Geez… keep your beard on, Bill I'm coming!"
"Thank you."
Zoey beamed. Although she was hit hard by their leader's death, she tries not to show it. Instead, she… started acting like him. Yelling out commands, using the Assault Rifle, and smoking once or twice gave her relief. It was to her as if he had never left.
Slouching, I checked my Shotgun. I had a few rounds left. Thanks to a Tank. I hate Tanks.
My face against the window pane
A tear for every drop of rain
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
My face against the window pane
A tear for every drop of rain
I'm living like already I have died
Have died
Emptiness a present past
A silent scream to shatter glass
I have to go, its time for me to fly
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
You don't hate her…
Yeah, I do! She had to go and get herself killed after yelling at me that we could never be together!
You think that Tank came out of nowhere?
No… but…. She…
She had nothing left to live for, Francis… it's time you let her go. She's gone…. She isn't coming back to you…
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
Wake me with your kiss
"Francis?" Louis nudged me.
"What?"
"You okay? You seem to be acting weird today…."
"Yeah… it's just…"
"It's about Anais again… isn't it?" he took a step back, as if expecting something.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna hit ya."
OW!
" Hehehe.." I sighed and looked to the sky. Zoey was too busy being Bill to notice us.
"she loved you, you know…"
"I know that."
"But… it could never happen…. She…. She was 16, Francis! You're what? 30?"
"Way older. But I get it…."
"I'm sorry…. Really… you think it was any easier for me? To have to see my children fly away on the last evacuation helicopter while I stood there on the rooftop, passing out pistols?"
"I know your story, Louis. But she…. She GOT me, you know? She… she saw past all my faults. I guess I just.."
"It wasn't love…. It was something else... it was something special.. Something that was better than just love. You two had a special bond, stronger than anything I've seen. That's not much, but still."
"she was so beautiful. She made me laugh. No one can make me laugh… she hated things too… and when things got tough, she didn't run. She jumped right in there with you, Zoey, me, and Bill. "
"She was something, alright. It's sad the way she died. But what do you think she would want you to do? keep moping over it, or survive, like you were MEANT to do?"
I stared at him. A few months ago, I would have hit him. But now he made sense…. We weren't meant for each other…. No matter how many laughs we shared…. How many zombies we killed, or how many times we held each other… it wasn't meant to be… it never was… I understand that now…. She would want me to move on…. To SURVIVE. And if it made her happy, then damn it, that's what I'm gonna do…