2: “Have you lost your damn mind!?”
your feet slapped against the tile flooring of the convenience store. luke raced ahead of you, his legs much longer than yours. but you tried to keep up with him, deep and ragged breaths drawing out of your lungs.
you threw a glance over your shoulder, seeing that there were still a few zombies on your trail. you wished that it was like the movies, that the zombies were slow and stupid. but no, when the world finally succumbed to the undead, they came back fast and smart.
“luke!” you called ahead, trying to speed up to be beside him. he looked back to you and then to the zombies gaining on the both of you. he grabbed your arm, wrenching you forward and to the side behind the end of an aisle.
luke clutched the baseball bat tight in his hands as he prepared himself. the first zombie came and he swung, the bat smashing into the man’s head with a hard thump. luke wedged it free before attacking the next zombie, blood splattering across his face like morbid freckles.
the woman fell to the floor like an old rag doll before luke finished off the last zombie that was pursuing you. luke wiped at his face with the sleeve of his blue flannel. he then turned to you, his eyes wild.
“have you lost your damn mind?” he said, the fire seeming to ignite within him. you sucked a breath in at his random outburst, though you did seem to deserve it. it was your fault after all that the zombies almost made you like them. “you know they’re attracted to smell, and especially sound. we have to be careful, y/n.”
you nodded, trying to keep the tears at bay. but you couldn’t help it. after breaking your finger after falling and crying out, and now your best friend yelling at you for something that seemed so simple, the tears were overflowing.
“y/n,” luke murmured, dropping the bat to the floor and wrapping you in his arms. “i’m sorry for yelling at you. i just can’t lose you. you’re the only thing i have left in this world. i don’t know what i would do without you,” he said, wiping away the tears that were streaking down your cheeks.
you sniffled and nodded, feeling a bit better, knowing that luke’s outburst was only out of love. “now let’s go get your finger fixed and turn you back into that badass zombie slayer i know you can be.”