Walk with the Dead

As I stood in my bedroom, staring at my walls I realised something was wrong. I didn't feel happy within these walls. I didn't feel safe. It felt empty, broken and difficult. "Alice...?" Tony's voice brought me out of my thoughts.

I looked towards him, he stood at the door of my bedroom with a sheepish look on his face. "Yeah Tony?" I asked.

"You need to come see this." He said softly. I looked at him and squinted my eyes at him but he didn't falter. I walked over to him and he stood to the side to let me past.

"Is it bad?" I questioned him but he didn't answer, he only motioned for me to follow him, which I did.

When I got into the living room I saw a body lying on the floor, an animated one. They'd somehow pinned it down to the floor but as I got closer flashes began to flood into my memory. His face was so clear. I could feel all 3 sets of eyes boring into my head. "Do you know who this is?" Tony asked. He almost sounded scared for the answer.

"Damien." I mumbled, staring down at his body as he flailed and tried to fight his way to one of us. "He was my husband." I didn't know how to feel or what I really even felt. His face scared me, it was as through he'd been fighting before he died, or beat up.

"It's okay." Ben said as he walked over to me. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and I noticed Vic clench his jaw a little. It confused me, like those fucking pictures. But I shrugged Ben off me. And Vic relaxed a little. Even more weird.

"Sorry, I'm not sad." I looked up at Ben. "I should be sad but I'm not, I'm okay. Anyway I feel like we weren't happy anyway. I should feel heartache and sadness right now but I don't." I looked at Damien again, or what was left of him. Nothing. I felt absolutely nothing. "I don't remember much to be honest but... some things are coming back to me." I mumbled, looking towards Vic. He didn't flinch or even look remotely moved by what I had said.

"I'll deal with this." Tony said quietly and walked over to Damien's lively corpse. He sunk a knife into his skull and Damien went still and lifeless. It was almost terrifying how quickly he became cold.

I walked back to my bedroom and began looking through more of my stuff. The mor that I looked around though, the more I began to realise that my life wasn't all that great. It seems as though I had been tied down to something so basic and boring. My life wasn't what I wanted it to be and I guess that's probably why I wasn't happy with Damien. I looked at my bed and began to feel a little sick and broken. My vision became blurry and I choked on my breathing.

FLASHBACK

It was so dark and mysterious. I reached out for him in the black night and he grabbed my hand, pulling me to him and holding me close by the waist. "We can't keep doing this." I mumbled, feeling guilt once again. A feeling I'd become used to.

"He won't know and I won't tell. You don't love him anymore so why are you still with him when you know fine well you want to be here." He said as he began to kiss my neck. I pulled back and looked at him, the only light hitting his face was from the moonlight shining in through he window.

He made me feel like no one ever did before, it was a happiness I never even knew I could have. But it was wrong and I knew that. I made a vow to make my marriage work. I made a vow to make him happy but it wasn't working anymore. "Just help me forget..."

END OF FLASHBACK

I shook my head and stared at my bed. "Are you okay?" Vic's voice brought me out of my panicked state. I looked at him and nodded quickly.

"Yes I'm fine thanks." I told him with a frantic tone in my voice.

"Are you sure?" He stepped further into the room. I avoided his eyes because he would've guessed within minutes that I knew something.

"Peachy, are we ready to leave?" I asked changing the subject.

"Uh, yeah Tony is just grabbing some supplies and we will be leaving." Vic nodded to me and then slipped out of the room again.

A part of me wanted to ask him so badly but another part of me wonders why he hasn't told me himself. It can't be that bad can it?

I picked up a few pieces of clothing and shoved it into my bag. I got a few other supplies from my room and then went to the kitchen to find the guys. Ben approached me with a solemn look on his face. "Where are you off to now?" I asked.

"Nowhere really. I don't have a home anymore." He shrugged as if it was a totally normal thing to say.

"Come with us?"

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" He asked.

"Why wouldn't it be?" I was so confused by this point. Why wouldn't it be a good idea.

"That Vic guy is totally hating on me cause I saved your life. I guess in the apocalypse days being the hero to impress girls still applies." Ben smirked a little. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"He's a little touchy I know but don't let him stop you from trying to survive. We have a good camp and it'd be advisable you come with us. I won't take no for an answer." I demanded.

Ben chuckled a little and nodded. "Okay, you've convinced me." He smiled.

"Good, now let's get outta here." I said to him, looking towards my bedroom.

Notes

Sorry on delays but college got tough, I'm finished now though!!!!