You Can't Cuddle With A Zombie (Old Verison)

Chapter 21

It looked like whoever had cut this wasn't very smart. I could easily twist the wires together and it'd work.

"Good," he said, just as a beam of blue light came from the window.

"God ,what the hell is that?" I asked, turning my head to the window.

That fence turned on every time a Zombie touched it. I thought it was designed to turn on and kill the dead, but not the living.

It was scary, yet cool.

"I don't know, but we think the guy we found in the basement built it for protection."

"What guy in the basement?" I asked, confused.

I reached over and grabbed a glass of water for the table near the bed.

"Ella didn't tell you?" Ricky said, confused.

I shrugged, putting the cup down.

"Me and Ella aren't really on speaking terms right now."

Ricky raised his eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"Yeah, we found a body in the basement."

I almost choked on air. Body?

"Wait - he's dead?!"

"Yeah, stabbed," Ricky said as if it was the most casual thing ever.

I let out a sigh in frustration.

"I guess Ella didn't think to tell me this," I said coldly.

How could she keep something as big as a freaking dead body a secret from me?

"Well, Jeremy," Jake started, interrupting my thoughts, "she herself hasn't really thought of this. She has other things on her mind."

"Like what?"

"Like you dying because of her," Ricky said.

What?

"What? What do you mean 'because of her'?"

They didn't get time to respond because there was another knock on the door.

"Ricky, Lizzie is looking for you," Dominic said, opening the door.

Ricky nodded and turned to me.

"Hope you get better," he said, before slipping through the door.

"Yeah, I should go too," Jake said, backing up. "Feel better," he added as he left the room.

Then there were two.

"Hey, man," Dominic said, closing the door. "How are you feeling?"

"Like something is squeezing chest," I said, honestly. "But how are you?" I asked. I hadn't seen anyone since the crash.

He shrugged and held up his arms. They were wrapped up in bandages. It looked like he couldn't move them.

"Can't really hold anything for a while, but at least my heart is beating," he said, grinning. "Thanks to you."

"Nah," I said, shaking my head. "It wasn't really me. It was Alyssa."

I saw his head lower at my cousin's name.

"You should tell her," I said, almost in a whisper.

"Tell her what?" Dominic asked, raising his head alittle.

I sighed. How stupid could my best friend be?

"Dominic, you have to tell her the real reason you left."