We entered at a room that was completely destroyed, has fallen boxes everywhere, lit only by the bullet holes in the garage of the warehouse. The smell is awful, a mix of blood, sweat and zombie.

We continued following the girl. "What's your name?" I ask.
"It doesn't matter." She replied, throwing me a cold glare.

We stopped in front of a small table. Theres a girl there, she is tall, blonde and athletic sitting on it, she has a tired look on her face. It's sad.

"Who are you?" She asked, looking between me and Kurt, suspiciously. I opened my mouth to respond, but closed it just as quickly. What the hell i going to say? 'Hey, I'm Blaine Anderson, and I'll kill you, nice to meet you ...' No, right!?

"They got a gun" The smaller girl said nonchalantly, even though I could swear she faltered a bit when she said "gun". The blonde just nods.

After a while, everyone starts staring at me, and i realize that I'm with the gun. "Oh," I say.
I raise the gun and see that I'm shaking so much, point into the girl's head,my heart beat in a misaligned beating, much faster than normal, memories running through my mind, Dad. My father, begging for death in front of me and I couldn't do it. I'm not a shooter, I'll never get used to do this. She is just a girl. I can't do this to her, I just can't.

"I can't do this," I say, now aloud, lowering the gun.

"Blaine, are you okay?" Kurt asks, wiping the tears from my face that I hadn't noticed that i had shed.

"Oh, I'm fine," I whisper, my voice came out so broken, I'm sure he noticed. "Do it," I say handing the gun at him, but Kurt keeps staring at me for a while. I know that i let him worried, but this isn't about me, but about this poor girls!

He does the same thing as me, raises his gun and points to the girl, only OF COURSE, without trembling -_-. When his finger is about to pull the trigger, the brunette starts yelling, calling our attention, I admit that if I were Kurt, I would have shot with fright. She is very loud.

"Stop," she says "C-Can I do this? Its the right to do. "

I exchange a look with Kurt, and i nod my head slightly, going against all my instincts, but if she wants to do that, she has the right to do. He hands the gun at her.

"Quinn, are you okay?" The smaller girl asked, giving a light kiss on the forehead of the girl on the table.

"Yeah, Rach, I'm fine," she said with a smile.

The brunette took space and pointed the gun at her girlfriend, With deep,slow and heavy breaths, trying to concentrate. When I was about to suggest that we waited until she turned into a zombie to kill her, yes, will still be difficult, but in comparison, it would be 100% easier, she turned against us.

"Where's your car?"

"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING?" I cried indignantly, out of the tune, my singing teacher would be disappointed ... If he wasn't a zombie. "Your girlfriend is dying and ... you wanna rob us?" I Finish the sentence with disbelief. "Unbelievable"

"I don't think so" The blonde girl gets up and goes to the other side.

"Great work dear," she murmured, kissing her on the cheek. What would be a very sweet scene if i hadn't a BLOODY GUN POINTED TO MY HEAD! Seriously. I cann't go a day without a person, the only ones here, apoint me a gun. Oh god! In a little time even the zombies will do that. Bloody hell!

"You also honey, Nyada would accept it without thinking twice!" Exclaimed the blonde.

"If it hadn't infested with zombies." The smaller one said frowning.

"You don't know it." Quinn said affectionately. "And besides, I heard that there wasn't, Rach!"

Who told you that? I though, The zombies. I think I said it out loud, the two girls turned to face us and Kurt elbowed me in the ribs, which made me curve with ALOT of pain.

"What's your problem?" I Whisper between teeth.

"They have a gun pointed at us," he whispers angrily, his voice an octave higher. "... And you say that!"

"Sorry," I mumble.

"It's GOOD THAT, New York is very well, I know that." The blonde says. And I realize that I was such an idiot. I said that NY is over ... In front of Kurt, his father is still there! Oh my sweet wizard god, what have i done?

"Sorry," I say again, looking at Kurt. And he just nods, lost in his own mind.

"Oh, shut up ... both." The brunette said, "Where's your car? Respond, will be better for you ..."

"Or what will you do?" I answer, getting a bitch glare from Kurt. Oh, that glare could kill, I'm so glad that glares don't kill.

She takes two shots into the ceiling "Where is the freaking car? This is the last time I'll ask, I'm serious."

"In front of the store" Kurt responds "Just let us alone, okay?"

At the same time he says it, I hear a noise coming from the door, the same one where Kurt and I came by. Seems paws, éh, feet scraping on the door, and a pair of barking Boomer! He comes running over there, toward the girls, I see the dog jumping on the blond girl and giving her a bite on the leg, and deep, but at the same time the brunette cocks her gun and ... It seems like everything happens in slow motion, and my muscles are too slow for me actualy do something, I see it all happening in front of my eyes, and I'm frozen, in shock for a moment before rushing out to meet with the wounded dog.

Sit on the floor that is covered with his blood, and start press his injury. "C'mon buddy," I cry. "I need you"

I see the slight movements in his chest and press harder, today i regret for missing class of first aid measures.

"Please," I beg, "Please DO NOT DIEE ..." I'm sobbing so hard now, I'm starting to choke.

I got him in my arms, staining my clothes with blood and hug him, rocking back and forth. I run my hand behind his ear, as I know it's his favorite, and he leaves a happy grunt escaping of his lips.

"Good boy," I said with a small smile through the tears. "You're a good boy."

I hear the dog in my arms, moaning in pain, after while.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuurt" I groan, looking for him., i Hear him screaming, no, not screaming, arguing, should be with the girls, but i can barely see, and honestly i do not care, I just need my friend here with me. "Help me, Please!"

He crouches beside me and put an arm around my shoulders.

"Blaine ..." He hesitated a bit, stroking Boomer's free hair "I'm sorry" i look to the my side, and I see that his eyes are wet.

"But ..." I start, But i can barely talk, it hurt so much.

I put Boomer on the ground and hide my face in Kurt's shoulder, letting the tears to flow freely now.

** After a long, long Time **

I feel his hand rubbing my back and turn my head slightly. "I want to bury him," I say, breaking the long silence the we have been with, the good thing to be with Kurt was that wasn't an awkward-silence, but a friendly-comfortable-silence. "I don't want to see this damn zombies eating him, I just-"

"I know," Kurt says "I don't want it too," he sighed loudly and leaned his head on mine. "Now Blaine tries to sleep, tomorrow will be a long day."

Next chapter: Burial Boomer :(

And yes, will be Blaine and his father dead flashback

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