I'd end my days with you

"What do you mean that he is no longer with us?" I asked scared. "That he is not here." The guy on the bed said. Then he pulled out a fun and showed it to me. "Do you want to join him? Because here is the same ticket he got to get out of here." He said and started to laugh. I knew that I haven't been many days with Frank, and that he didn't respect me very much. But in the bottom of his heart, if he had one, he cared for me, only that he didn't want to show it. But that meant too much to me, because in this time no one cares of anyone.

My legs started to shake. I couldn't stop them from moving. Then my knees bend and I fell to the floor. "What happens babygirl? Are you going to cry?" The guy said and laughed. "Bob, come here, please. I need to talk to you." Ray said and went to another room. The one who I guess is named Bob followed him. They left me there alone wondering what they did to Frank. Why they did it and how. When they did it and where they left his body. Did they ended with him forever or turned into one if those horrible creatures.

"Wow... I... I'm so sorry... " Gerard muttered. "Don't worry, it's okay." I said and smiled. He didn't knos what to answer and he just smiled back. Then he wrote something in his notebook and looked at me. "Go on." He said.

I felt devastated. I've never felt this bad before. When I lost Mikey, there was nothing left to me. So I couldn't lose anything and the feel terrible. Then Frank appeared and changed that. Fuck. He was right. We needed to go to separate ways, this feeling was what he was trying to avoid by leaving me.

I looked at Bob's gun on the bed. Was Frank's death painful? I'm sure that this two guys, Ray and Bob, will make me suffer in pain if I stay with them. I kept looking at the gun. Maybe I could skip all if that... just one bullet in my brain and everything will end...

"But you didn't. You didn't kill yourself shooting to your head. Because either way you wouldn't be a zombie when we find you." Gerard said. "Well, the truth is that I was actually going to kill myself." I said. "Really? What did stop you then?" Gerard asked. "Well...

I stood up from the floor and picked up the gun. Was I really going to do this? This guys will end up killing me, don't they? It will be better if I do this work fir them, because who knows what this assholes will do to me. I pointed the gun to my head. I was ready to do it, to make the step, to breath out my last breath when I heard a voice behind. "You better don't do that."

Notes

Another cliff hanger... should I apologize or laugh evilly?