{1979}
[Smashing Pumpkins]

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{ Y/N's POV }

Safe to say I kinda kept my distance from Edd. I didn't flat out ignored him - but I did try not to be alone with him.

On top of that. My finger hurts really bad. It got so bad that you could see the infection make it's way to my hand. Causing it to go through the same amount of pain my finger was going through. This hurts so much...

Tom came back after a while. Hes right now sitting next to me, hugging onto me. Giving me affirmation as a way of making me feel better. I loved the feeling of comfort....but it's hard when I can't even look at him straight in the eyes...

Because all I see is a twisted figure who wants me nothing more than dead on the spot....

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Tord kept looking out the window frantically. Feeling his anxiety buildup inside of his chest. Getting worried and worried by each second. Thinking that zombies were gonna break down the door any minute. I kept trying to calm him down but he didn't listen and just kept assuming the worst.

I mean I wasn't one to really talk. Considering I'm probably more mental than anyone here.....

.....okay maybe not. I may have mental problems but at least I'm chill with it. At least for the most part.

"Tord please relax. The front and backdoor are locked. Same with the windows. Besides, I don't think the zombies made there way this way yet. It might be a another day until more of the infection spread. Until then, please sit down....That's an order not a request."

I finally snap. He listened but just kept on nagging. "We're practically sitting ducks!.... What are we gonna do!?.....You gotta big plan!?.... I'd LOVE to hear it!.... And for GOD SAKE make eye contact will you!!..."

He tried to reach his hand out to me. But Tom got close and growled at him like some type of dog. Ready to bite his hand if he were to touch me. "Tord... what do you want us to do... Even if we want to leave where would we go? We're not entirely sure which places are safe or not. We don't have contact anywhere else and we're not sure how long the power and water will last. Let alone the food supplies."

Tord grumbles and shoves his face into the palms of his hands. Groaning out in frustration. I sighed... standing up off the couch which makes Tom slide out of my embrace. His head tilts wondering where I was heading off.

"I need some water from the sink...I'll be right back." I tell him. Making my way through the kitchen door as it closes slowly behind me. Walking over to the counter and grabbing out a glass cup. The minute my hand touches the glass. I felt a sharp pain in my head.

I ignored it and went ahead to fill my cup up with water. Before I brought the liquid to my lips. Something catches the bottom of my eye. Looking down near my shoe I see a bunch of small things on the ground. All different colors too. It was my pills!?

Did I drop some the last time I took them?! Thank God! Finally! I quickly grab the pills off the floor and shoved the medicine into my mouth. Crunching down on it as it makes a satisfying sound from it....

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*"CRACK CRUNCH CRACK!!"*

*"DRIP DRIP DRIP"*

"....Why does my mouth hurt all of a sudden...?...."

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