Chapter 12

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"Here's the plan, " Allister says as we all sit in the truck in front of the town center.

I look around the center, there are about 10 stores, some parallel to the other, and some randomly located behind each other.

"We need to find the doctor's office, Jimmy which one is it?" Allister asks jimmy

"It's the second store all the way on the end," Bill says pointing out to the row of stores on our right.

"He was askin me!" jimmy says and elbows Bill in the ribs.

"Well, then you shouldn't have taken so long ta answer." He said and pushed him back

These guys are really in their 30s acting like this. I sigh and rub my forehead.

"I think we should also stop at the dentist, they probably have more medicine we could use," I say to Allister.

"Yea, we can stop there too." he puts the truck in park and takes the keys out

"We need to pick groups. Jimmy, Bill, and Dante you guys will go to the doctor's office. I will go with Amora." He says and opens the door to get out. we all follow behind him


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Allister's Pov

I shut the truck door close as I stand up

"what the fuck Al, I don't want to go with them- JUST LOOK AT THEM!" Dante whisper yells at me and points at them arguing over who can get out of the truck first.

"I need to Keep Amora safe, And if they go in with her they won't come out alive," I say while reloading my handgun and placing it in my back pocket.

I check my boot to make sure my knife is tucked in tight. I reach in the car window and pull out my crowbar.

"So, I have to play baby sitter, This is just great Allister, thank you so much." he grits out and walks away

He walks over to the gate that we parked behind, he places his foot against the gate and begins to climb over it

I turn to the two brothers and watch as they load their rifles.

"Under no circumstances will you shoot those guns," I instruct them

"Well, what if we are about ta die?" Bill asks

"IF, and only IF you are being surrounded by zombies and have no other way to escape... I suppose you can shoot." I say rolling my eyes

"How are we supposed to protect ourselves if we cant shoot?" Jimmy says

"Here," I say and reach into my bag and pull out 2 pocket knives.

They take it and nod, then they flip it around as if they were nun-chucks

"grow up." Amora says to them as she comes to stand next to me.

She has her hood covering her head and leans on the baseball bat that she holds in her hand.

I look at her and my eyes catch on to her exposed stomach. I reach over and zip up her jacket.

"What are you doing?" she says confused

"What if you get scratched and bit because you have a cropped top on?" I say holding on to the zipper so she doesn't undo it.
She glared and thinks about it, her eyes move down to her now zipped stomach and back to me before hugging and pulling away her hands

"Can we go before mark bleeds to death," she says and walks to the gate

She strategically places her foot on the gate and lifts her body up and over it.

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