Author's note: English is not my first language, and i hope you enjoy this chapter, review are cool, like bowties, so DO IT :3

Blaine? Blaine?

"Hmmm what ?" I asked, with the sleep haze taking my concentration completely. "What?" I ask again, looking around, trying to do my eyes get used to the new light.

"Hey, sleepy-head, awake up!" Kurt said, helping me to get up.

"I don't want to," I moaned, closing my eyes again, and throwing all my weight on the boy in front of me.

"Blaine, we have to go," Kurt insisted, his voice a mixture of fun and serious. "Remember what day is today?" He asked, completally serious now. And then I remembered. What happened yesterday, the store, those girls, Boomer.

"Oh," I said, almost inaudible.

"Yeah" He said, handing me my sweater and some chips, well, I guess it was. "Let's go, then," He gave me a little hug and went to get the dead dog.

"Yes, let's go," I repeated to myself.

We left the store, Kurt and I took some supplements, some food, the things that maybe we can use against those damn zombies, but will not be as useful as a fire gun, ... If I find those girls again, I may rethink about hitting a woman, oh, how I can.

We continued walking, as quietly as possible, it's not like I want to find a zombie now, not at all.

"I'm Sorry," Kurt said, looking down.

"For what?"

"You were right, if I ..." He stopped walking and took a deep breath before finally face me. "If I had listened to you, nothing would have happened, we would have the damn car"

"No" I tried to stop him, but he just keep talking

"The gun"

"No"

"And Boomer would still be alive"

"No"

"No. .. what?" He raised his voice, "You know that's true!"

"No, IT'S NOT!" I yelled "Do not blame yourself, its not your fault!" I finished, trying to compose myself.

"But," he began, but I cut him off before he started to speak again.

"But NOTHING! We're together on this," I said "And if you wanna blame anyone, please, blame Those girls, Kurt, geez" I pass my hands through my hair and I laughed in regard to my nervousness "Kurt, we're Friends, we're on this f * cking thing together, and we have to face this this, just look around, we'll not survive to this for so long, we'll become food, but we can fight againt, just you and i "

"Yeah, you and me" He repeated "Like friends, huh?" He said with dismay.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing Blaine! I perfectly fine!" He murmured I can see the blush on his face grow. "C'mon, we have to bury him, remember, that was our mission."

"Yeah, i remember" I mutter. "How could i forget."

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

"I'm fine"

"Sure," he replied. "I think here is a good place, what do you think?"

"Yeah, great," I say "Let's do this!"

"Let's do this" He gave me a reassuring squeeze on my hand, grabbed a shovel and began to dig a grave.

Once we placed Boomer there, I look at Kurt and asked. "So, its just that, right?"

"Do you want me to say anything ...?" He looked at me, not mocking or give me a strange stare, but if I really wanted it.

"P-Please?"

"No problem" He stood side by side and held my hand. "So, me and Boomer, didn't started very well, let's say that I'm not the biggest fan of dogs, how you saw" He gave a little shove with his shoulder on mine, what made me laugh, this boy is priceless. "But after a while, sadly, a little while, we became friends, and ..." I don't know what happened, but his voice began to shake, he started cry on my side, and, gosh, that breaks my heart. "We gonna miss you, bud"

"Kurt, come here" I hugged him tightly, I didn't know that he had such a strong connection with Boomer, or maybe ... "Kurt" I leaned my head on top of his, what I know he will get angry about it later, bacause Kurt is the only person who is in a zombie apocalypse and cares about his hair. "What's wrong?"

After regaining some control, he began to speak. "The last time I went to a funeral was in my mother's and there's my father now, that I don't know whether he is alive or not, and Boomer ... I just break, I'm sorry"

"Don't," I said, making him face me "Ever if you need to talk, come to me, always!" I ended up giving him a kiss on his forehead.

"Okay," Kurt said "Same for you"