Jacob pulled her closer and held her there. After a few moments he pulled her back a little and looked into her eyes. "I am going to see if I can get some stuff organized into a room." His eyes closed and he breathed deeply, a smile slid across his lips. "If you want, you can come along." Taking his arms away, he retrieved his gun, and turned around. He stood outside of the store, looking for the way up to the second floor. The three shots bugged him but, he knew whoever it was had handled it.
Camille smiled when jacob took her into his arms,she sighed with happyness.She rembered she had put his gun on the round,opps.Camille looked over at jacob out side the store she walked out but not to e next to him.
"im hungry ill be at the food court."
She smile at him,she headed off and darted around the food court with her eyes she was quite hungry.She walked over to a jappense store where cold sushi was.She took some onto a clean plate and grabed a cold vault.She took her seat and ate quitly,she was a vegiteren,but ate fish.
Amber looked around she did to took off from the store but she was hungy her self,but she woud eat later.She pulled her hair behind her ears,she needed to see better.She needed to study the stores over,just incase of something hapening.Amber walked aloun near the alls looking at the empty stores.This all seemed to be one of thouse scary movies,where something is waiting for,you.She felt a sweat drop roll down her forhead,she felt something take the turn for the worst.The lights where on ,bright,but her eyes zomed out so it eemed dim.Her breath seem to get heavy,every step she took away from everyone.Her finger tips ran agenst the wall,her nails scartched across slightly agenst the wall.
Jordan didn't look when he heard footsteps in the food court. A few moments he heard a ding. His pizza was ready, so he got back up and limped over to the counter. After hopping over he got the pizza out and placed it on the counter. Jordan grabbed one of the pizza slicers and started to cut.
As he did Jordan looked up and saw Camille eating sushi by herself at one of the tables. He decided to ignore her. No one seemed to care about what he had to say, so he had given up on trying to say anything to anyone. Jordan finished cutting the pizza, grabbed a cup and filled it up with Sprite. He limped to a table and started to eat.
((Could we maybe get a little longer posts? I'm not asking for too much please at the 4 or 5 sentences.))
Jacob had just realized that he never got the food that he had set out for in the beginning. Turning around, he walked casually towards the food court that was not too far. Upon arrival at the food-court, Jacob saw Camille sitting alone. Knowing how to remedy that problem, he popped in a pizza into the oven and went over to where she was. "Just thought I would sit here, if it's ok with you." With a haggard grin, he looked over at her.
"You walk right be me and don't say "What where those shots Jordan? Are you o.k. Jordan?" Jordan joked. He got himself up and moved over to the table where they were sitting. "I have to say I'm sorry for what happened in the store... I panicked... It happens you know," Jordan sat down and continued. "I got a fully made pizza already."
"Oways"
Camille grined and took a sip of her vault.She pushed her hair behind her left ear so she can get a enter glanced at jacob.She kept her hands under the table,locked her eyes on jacob for momment.
"Why you over here?arnt you supossed to be upstairs doing the room thing?"
Camille asked confussed,her head slightly tilted so she looked up at him,her face half hiden since it was tilted down.
"I decided to come here and get a bite with you." Jacob smiled and looked forward. When he saw Jordan approach, he looked over. "I'll give you another chance judging on the amount of stress being put on us.. Though attempting to shoot them was a little drastic." With a sigh, he thought about the situation. Grabbing a piece of pizza and took a bite.
"I was...... just trying to keep everyone safe.... Rookie mistake... No one cares about the cop until they are REALLY in trouble. I can see how some cops go crooked. If I ever get out of here I might as well. F@ck the people after this..." Jordan chugged the rest of his his Sprite. "Get me another Spire will ya hun?" He grinned until she glared at him. "O.k. O.k. I'll get it myself.... Eh.... It's not worth it. And ya... you can have the pizza and take a seat. We need to talk about getting out of here when the supplies go dry."
Camille gave him the look,pericing in his mind.She felt cold heart towerds him if he wanted her trust or respet back,he would really half to work for it.Camille looked away and grumbled some nasty words to jacob and the other guy.She got up and took her drink,her lthin body didnt get enof food to eat.But she wasnt going to eat next to these guys.
"Trator"
She gave jacob that look to,how could he just forgive the guy that pointed a gun cold hearted at HER bestfriend.She took off in long steps hurrying around the corner away fromthem.Anger arows in her heart and fist she couldnt be near them at this momment.She sliped into a mucie story and tryed to turn on the radio,With a CD.She got her favoret mucie on she layed on the floor and listen to it.She closed her eyes drifting off at the momment by the mucie.
"Ya! Have you checked the security cams young missy? Your lil friend has been freaking out all by her lonesome in the mall," Pat said through the mall mic. "Oh and Jordan can you bring me up some pizza?"
"Yeah right Neil. Come get it yourself if you want some," Jordan shouted to Pat then to Camille," How can you call me a traitor if your friend seems to have something wrong with her? Let's go check her out?"
"Stereotype.... I haven't even started my donut eating course.... Uhh Pat why don't you come down here and show everyone where Amber is," Jordan bit down on his pizza but the cheese slid off. "Show everyone how right I am! And I'll stay here..."
Pat opened the drawer next to him and pulled out his issued .357. "I'll be right down... And you better have some pizza left for me." After getting to the food court Pat said "Come on y'all let's go find that Amber girl."
"Her friend is freaking out because DEAD PEOPLE are walking around." Jacob got up and walked away, towards the up escalator. Once he got there, he got on and made his way to the top and towards an empty store. His first mission was to get a bed in there, then he would get various other supplies in there. "Hmm.. bed first, then t.v. Then I'll stop by that game store and procure one of those lonely systems." With a grumble, he stumbled onward.
"Oh come on! You don't wanna see her? And don't you see how calm everyone else seems to be now? I think we've gotten used to the dead by now," Jordan lowered his feet off the table. "Ah fine.. If anyone wants to go see her tell Pat. I'm goin to bed." Jordan left the food court and walked around the mall until he found a furniture store.
The door was locked and Jordan was tired. He had training in opening locked doors but he was too tired. Jordan smacked the glass with his pistol and it fell apart. "Finally a bed!"
They move slow, he thought. Brown eyes flickered in the darkness. If one were more naive, they'd look as if dancing to some unheard music.
The truth was, the prospect of facing a horde akin to any he had ever faced, especially out of an old childhood nightmare was not exactly heartening. When Lawrence was 12, he and his older brother had regaled each other with story after story of things that went bump in the night. Vampires, werewolves, witches, ghosts.
And of course, the zombies.
Oh, he'd grown out of it, of course, and that was a while ago; however, that was solely on the basis that things that he were terrified of simply wasn't real. And would never happen, ever. Which right now, proved to be a little on the incorrect side.
It surprised him that he would grow so fast to accept the situation and to plan for it, but then again that was a part of his calling. Having been in a professional role in the protection of important people, such as visiting ambassadors and officials. Assassination was so popular in the Third World. He had learned to adapt in the space of a nanosecond. Luckily for him, Lawrence's record of success was fairly good, everyone he had protected survived, a minor mishap resulting in a sniper's bullet deflecting through his left ankle instead of his client's skull one floor below, and his retirement from the bodyguard business. Even a decade later it was still unforgivingly stiff.
Something moved in the shadows and Lawrence whirled, instinctively slamming his back to the wall and bracing his handgun in two hands. But the noise was simply from a pile of clothes falling off in the bathroom across the hall. Damn, he was getting jumpy.
Lawrence flicked the safety on, slipped the FiveseveN back into the holster and began to pack fast. His primary gun was the FN 5.7mm. It was light and did a lot of damage, as the smaller 5.7mm bullets were designed to tumble end over end upon entry and to do more significant damage. Another sidearm went into his backpack, the Glock 22, along with a pack of protein bars, two waterbottles, ammunition, flashlight, crowbar, and a lighter. He needed to go fast, before dawn came up again. It would be better for the zombies to smell him, rather than smell him and see him. He didn't know if they had retained their sense of hearing but he was sure about the other two.
Checking the map before slipping it into his meagre pack of supplies, he decided he would check the nearest mall out, about a half klick east of his apartment. If he avoided the main streets and stuck to the underground or back alleys he should be able to reach it without expending too much effort. Or ammo.
A distant, hungry moan made him shiver instinctively and redouble his efforts. Slinging his pack over both shoulders and gun in hand, he climbed out of the window and eyed the fire escape staircase. The alley was devoid of life, human or otherwise.
It was time to leave.
[[Finally some one who posts long !!!!,Wish you guys would post like DarkC,it be AMAZING :]] <3]]
[[And since i said my charter left and every one thinks shes with every one still i guess she will be..]]
Camille ignored most the people,finding amber might be a good idea,since every one SHOULD stick together.She got up ,and looked at the guy who was talking to camille,She had nothing agents any one but the guy who held the gun to her and Amber's head.And Jacob,how could he,never mind.Bushing the thought off her mind.She forgot to respond.
"Ya I'm OK i guess,I'm going to find amber,every one needs to stick together,if something where to happen.We would need as much force as possible."
She gave a softer look to the guys,she nodded her head and walked off from the table.Taking the east wing she decided to look there.But before dissapiering she turned her head slightly to look back.
"Any one wants to come then come.It would be nice,being aloun in here scares me..any big guys want to come?"
She said chuckling she liked playing these games.Seeing all the guys think there all big and strong to come with her.She difted forwerd a little down the hall.She waited for no one really so if they wanted to come that bad they would half to hurry up to catch her.
Camille's mind.
I feel so betrayed by jacob,h..how could he just do that to me and amber,HOW? i mean like a guy puts a gun to MY head and AMBER'S head and then minutes later he forgives him?! I mean there is plenty of stress on us,no duh.But i mean the dead are alive i know and there trying to eat us alive,and where trapped here.But doesn't give jacob the right to forgive a guy who just put a gun to his OWN GF'S HEAD...or HER BESTFREIND!.
I fail to see any hope or survival in the end of this,where slowly going to die off either if the zombies get in or we stay here run out of supples and then...starve and die.The world will soon be infected and all be gone,nothing will save us now,...nothing.Well it easyes the pain of death when i have the love of my life here,and my best friend in the whole world.But watching them die,would be the greatest pain in the world,it kill me better then anything ,i would feel more pain from that then being eaten alive.I do anything to keep amber and jacob alive,even...if it cost my LIFE.But the thought of death scares me,what happens if amber and jacob will never be seen in my eyes agen,that this is the last time ill be with them.Death is unknown,and proble stay like that,just wish i know what will happen after death.The fear of loseing jacob is strong enof to kill me,losing amber would just end my life to.
I can't trust any one here but a couple people,and jacob,...idon't know if i can trust him after the food court...i mean ,..why should i..i love him.But the fact he did that was so harsh on my heart.
End of thoughts
Shuffling feet back and forth back and forth,camille to lazy to pick them up,she felt tierd inside.Her body,only having a little more time to stay awake before she needed sleep.Needing tofind amber first,before she could lay her head down and rest.Camille pulled her hoody up,to send warth down her spian.Glancing place to place trying to find amber.