Would You Carry Me To The End?

Mikey's POV

The eerie silence of the supermarket fills my hearing, the only noises being the occasional cans crashing together in our plastic bags as we let them fall down on top of each other.
"So what was the whole screaming match between you and Max?" he asks. I jump slightly at the sudden sound of his voice, and he sends me an apologetic look.
"Everything that's said here stays here?" I ask.
"Sure. We're brothers, I won't tell anyone."
"...it's just Maxine." I say in an aggravated tone."
He rolls his eyes and gives a microscopic sigh. "Not this again..."
"Yes, this again. I think she's a danger to everyone around her."
"Why?"
"Am I the only fxcking person that finds it the slightest bit suspicious that she just comes out of the blue?"
"To be honest, Mikey, I think you are." he takes his gaze away from me, looking only at the shelves in front of him as he pulls off a tin of pizza dough, quickly checking it for any holes or piercings in the can.
"And you think she actually is 'in love' with Frank?"
"Yeah. What's wrong with that? She seemed pretty sensible when I asked her about it."
"Then we must be talking about a different person." I sigh to myself.
"I heard you two going at it. I don't think she likes you very much, dude."
I raise my eyebrows. What does he mean by that? I'm just trying to protect Frank. "What's that supposed to mean?"
He looks at me like I should've guessed it. "Well, Mikey, you haven't exactly been a very....pleasant housemate to her."I guess I know what he means. But it wouldn't hurt to go further into it.
"Why not?"
"Well...you constantly call her a trap, you scream at her, you question her love for Frank, and to be honest, I'm pretty sure I heard her crying before we left."
Crying? She doesn't seem like the person that would be able to cry very easily. For a second I feel a little guilty...but I quickly crack out back into my current mood.
"I stand by what I said before, Gee. She's a trap."
"I just don't think she's as bad as you make her out to be..."
"Well I didn't ask you." I snap at him. I'm not in a good state of mind right now. Probably pretty obvious, though.He looks down. I feel bad again, dammit. I have to distract myself.
Then Gerard turns back to me in a jolt, looking freaked out.
"Did you hear that?" he whispers, shaking slightly.
"Hear what?"
But there it is. A low growl. I would know that noise anywhere. I've lived in this era long enough to recognize that growl, some would call it a moan.
"Let's go check it out." I say, gesturing for Gerard to follow behind me.
As we slowly walk down the aisle, the noise gets louder. And when I see the sight in front of me, Gee and I drop our bags in unison, the contents slamming hard into the floor.
Hundreds...and I mean hundreds...of zombies.

Notes

So, two uploads in two days? I have, a...lot of time on my hands...
I'll update a mega long chapter if I get to 900 views :)
Happy Reading ^_^