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"IF HE LIKES ME TAKES ME HOME. COME ON, YOU KNOW YOU LIKE LITTLE GIRLS."

(this chapter does contain pedophilia. If its sensitive I recommend skipping this chapter. I'll start putting TW before this is mentioned in any other chapters.)

I heard him yelling for me, telling his men to spread out. They would find me at some point, I knew that. I'll have to fight. These men will kill me. That's obvious.

I snuck out of the back of the gas station, and crossed the street. I saw one of his men facing the log restaurant. I crouched up behind him and shot an arrow into his skull. I caught his body before he hit the ground. He was tall but scrawny. I used every ounce of strength I had to drag him into an alley between a thrift shop and a local pharmacy. I laid him down and grabbed my knife. I rolled up the bottom of his shirt and placed a large slit into his stomach. I put my jacket into my backpack and drenched my shirt, face, and neck. I took the man's revolver and shoved it into my holster.

"Yo, Johnny. C'mere boy!" A man yelled like he was calling for his dog, but he was calling for the man I just cut open. I hid behind I dumpster as I heard the yelling getting closer.

"Johnnyy." The man said dragging the name out. I saw his shadow.

"Holy fuck, Johnny!" The man yelled kneeling down at Johnnys body, covering his face.

"Oh god." The man wailed, his tears turned into screams when Johnny reanimated and bit straight into his neck. I heard the sound of scrapping jeans as another man turned the corner and stared down in horror. I jumped out from my hiding spot, my bow pointing at the man who just turned the corner. I let go of the arrow, allowing the man to fall to the ground and slowly bleed out. I went up to each of the men and stabbed them each in the head. I counted three men, only David left. I treaded against the wall. letting the brick trace my finger. one..., two..., three..., four..., street.

I ran across the street to the logged restaurant. I heard whistling when I closed the heavy door behind me.

David.

David turned to face the door, a smirk on his face.

"So, you got my men?" He chuckled, clutching his hatchet as he stepped closer. I clutch my bow and arrow, slightly trembling. He took a swing with his hatchet, I quickly moved out of t way and ran. I hid behind a booth.

"You can't hide, girlie." He said through a chuckle. I grabbed a match from my backpack and threw it towards him. The spot he had just been standing in now engulfed in flames.

"That's not really fair ?" He said, a smirk growing on his face once again.

I ran across the restaurant. David went silent. Did he leave? I peeked from behind the booth, I didn't see him anymore. He was gone. I stood up, the silence creeping up on me.