Would You Carry Me To The End?

Max's POV

"Fxck!" screams the girl, intensely trying to break free from the restraints. Her eyes are in a panic, and she probably thinks that we're the enemies.
"GET ME OUT OF THIS FXCKING CHAIR YOU FXCKING ZOMBIES!" her screeching makes me cover my ears for a second.
"We're not zombies!" I shout. "We're humans like you!"
"IM NOT A HUMAN ANYMORE!"
"You are, I promise!" I shout. But she keeps violently shaking her head to a point where I'm worried she's gonna break her neck.
"Please, just wait!" I say. I grab ahold of her wrist beneath the cuff, holding it down to the chair. "Frank, unlock the cuff." I say.
"I don't think this is such a good idea, Max..." Frank says, with a distant expression.
"Come on, I've got her." I say, gripping the wrist as tightly as I can without crushing it.
"Fine..." He hesitates, before coming over and taking off the restraint.
She struggles, but it's two hands against one. I lift her hand up, pressing it against her heart. She feels the steady, but quick pounding pulse as it beats. Her eyes widen in shock as she finally realizes what's happened.
As she wraps the idea around her head, her heart rate slows back down to normal, and she takes a few deep breaths, calming down.
"Frank, can you take her wrist, please?" I say, thinking she's finally starting to calm. He nods and walks over, trading places. I take a step back and examine her. She has coarse, tangled red hair and faded, pale white skin. Looks like she was about 19 at the time of infection. But she clearly hasn't been out rotting away long.
But that's when she lashes in fear, swiping at Frank and landing a hard punch in his throat. I hear him choke and double over and I quickly rush to his aid.
"Frank!" I kneel down beside him on the ground. But as I look up, I notice the girl untying her restraints. She doesn't look angry or psychotic, she looks scared.
"Shit!" I say as Frank gets up.
As the girl finally begins to run towards the door, I chase after her. Just as her hands about to reach the handle I lunge, pulling her far back. She staggers a bit at the force before tackling me hard onto the ground. My head knocks hard against the floor and my vision goes blurry for a second. But I quickly race back up. Man, this girl is persistent.
I quickly manage to take her down, and pin her wrists on the ground. She seems pretty strong, considering the amount of shock she's gone through (not the mention the loss of muscle tone that comes with being dead).
"Let GO of me!" she screeches out.
"NOT UNTIL YOU SETTLE DOWN."
I hear the handle of the door turn and all three heads in the room turn to the door.
As it opens, Mikey and Gerard run in. "WHAT THE FXCK IS GOING ON?" shouts Mikey.
"The antidote works." says Frank breathily, clutching his throat.
The girl manages to knee me in the chest and knock me off of her, running towards the exit.
I quickly stand up, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back. But she yelps out in shock and aimlessly throws her fist behind herself towards me. I feel the harsh hit, and everything goes black...

Notes

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