I'd end my days with you

I sat on the floor without knowing what to do, I was sure that the zombies could came into this old house at any moment. The room door wasn't locked so if a zombie touched it, it could open. I was doomed. I took my gun and prepared myself for what was going to happen. I was strong, maybe if I tried my best I could survive. Suddenly a noise distracted me from my thoughts, it was the sound of the door opening. I held my gun up high towards the door preparing myself to pull the trigger when the first zombie walked in.

I was really surprised when I saw who walked in. It wasn't a zombie, it was the tattooed guy. He quickly closed the door behind him and looked at me. "Don't shoot me, girl. I was only out for food, there is an abandoned market over there where I found some food in cans, I thought of bringing you one and what you do is try to shoot me AGAIN?" He said. "I thought you left plus you also tried to shoot me a few times." I said. "Whatever." He said and handed me the can. "Eat that and get inside the car so I can get rid of you earlier." He said.

"Well, at least he brought you food and wanted to leave you in a place without zombies, people have told me worst stories." Gerard said. "Do you ask their whole story to every single person in here?" I asked. "Not only me, we work a lot of people here and all of us make sure to hear your stories. The only difference is that you have the best listener." He said and smiled a little but quickly faded away. "Now, could you please go on?" He said.

The both of us got inside the car and he started driving. We stayed in silence for like half an hour. I observed him, he had his arms covered in tattoos and also on his fingers, he had something written that I unconsciously read out loud. "Halloween." He sighed. "Yes, I see you know how to read. Now bring me back the silence, girl." He said. "Aldryn." I said in a little annoyed tone. "What?" He asked confused. "That's my name." I explained. "I didn't ask for your name." He replied. "I know, but I don't want you to call me 'girl'." I said. "What if I want to?" He said bringing back his evil smirk. I sighed and refused to answer him. "What's yours?" I asked him. "Why do you want to know my name?" He asked. "I want to know the names of the people that annoys me." I said. "Oh, I annoy you? I'm glad of it." He said. I was about to answer him but the car stopped.

"Why did you stop?" I asked. He punched several times the steering of the car. "It fucking ran out of gasoline." He said annoyed. I looked outside the window. We were surrounded by hundreds of zombies. "Fine. Now I'm locked in a car with this asshole and a lot for zombies outside. How funny." I said also annoyed too. "Oh look who's talking, the poor girl isn't happy, what a pity. Do you think I'm happy with this, GIRL?" He said giving emphasis to the word "girl". He gave me an angry look and I looked back at him angrily showing that I wasn't scared of him.

Then he started looking around the car searching for who knows what. Then he picked up his gun and started shooting at ceiling of the car. The sound of the gun alerted all the zombies waking around and they immediately ran towards us. "Are you crazy?!" I asked angrily and maybe a little scared. "Probably a little." He answered while he kept shooting drawing a square. Then he kicked it and separated that piece of ceiling in form of square from the car. "What the fuck are you doing?!" I asked. "Shut up." He said and jumped on top of the car through the hole that he made and with the piece of car on his hand.

He extended his free hand in front of me. "Come with me?" He asked. "What for?" I asked looking at him from inside the car. "To live." He said. "How?" I asked. "We will run through the horde using this piece of car as a shield." He explained. "Are you crazy?! That's a suicide!" I said. "Well, in my opinion I think it's worth trying, at least it's better than staying here until they break the windows and enter the car." He said. I sighed and took his hand. He pulled me out of the car. Now we were both on the ceiling of the car looking at how zombies got angrier. "Ready?" He asked me. "No." I said. Ignoring me, he took my hand, jumped off the car and we started running as all the zombies walked with hungry looks towards us.

"So I guess that man's plan didn't work and the zombies killed the both of you. And that's how you turned into one of them, didn't you?" Gerard said.

Notes

I hope that the idea of Aldryn telling the story to Gerard is okay.