Why You? Why Now?

*Rosalyn POV*

I walk downstairs into my living room, my answering machine light comes on. I have 2 new messages. I click the play button and the first one is about beauty products. I ignore that one, it's not important right now. The second one catches my ear though.

"Rosalyn....this is mom. I don't know where dad is but something bad has happened. Your father was eaten or something...I don't know." I turn around quickly and run the answering machine."I just want you to know that we both love you very much." Then I hear glass breaking. "NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME! GET AWAY! AHHHHHH!"

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5. My new job

Ashton POV:

It became dinner time and we barely have any food left for us. Now with another mouth to feed, it's gonna be a lot harder to survive. I grab the crackers and apples off the counter and start handing them out. The last person who needs food is the new girl and it's out only scrap left.

I take the last scrap for the day. We need to find more food if we want to live like this. But first, I need to see this new girl. She could actually be helpful for our survival. I'll see what she can do and if she can handle a weapon. By the way her body looks, I seriously doubt she can.

"Hey new girl!" I call from my office, the motel'a front desk area."Come here!" I usher her to come. She runs towards me faster than I thought she could, but I'm still not impressed.

She walks in and shuts the door behind her. She sits down in the chair and I look out the window. I notice that the people, without this girl, I've been with for the past month are like family to me. I turn around and look at her. She doesn't notice me staring at her. She just keeps looking at her feet.

"Tell me your name." I say it in a demanding voice to show that I'm the boss. I did and do it to everyone.

"Rosalyn." She says quietly. I sit down at my desk. I mess around with thumbtacks on my desk that are on a map. I graph the things I hear on the map like the closest zombie invasion or something like that.

"Where are you from. Like why the hell were you driving in a zombie apocalypse? Like don't you know what the fuck is happening right now?" She looks away from me and at her feet. She doesn't say anything. This reminds me of me being in the principals office and every time I never answered his questions. I'm the principal, she's the student. Since she won't answer my question, I turn on the radio.

"Today, many states are further on the scale.."says Tom Ridges, the only news and stage reporter on the radio.

"Kentucky: stage 7, Arkansas: stage 10...."

"What's stage 10 mean?" She asks me.

"It means that the whole state is infested with zombies." I get up and I turn down the radio to a quiet tone but not too quiet, I need to hear what our state's stage is.

"Wisconsin: stage 5." I turn off the radio.

Good....the recent apocalypse took most of the zombies with it.

I go to sit back down in my chair. My chair creeks when I sit. She finally looks at me. I don't smile or smirk. I don't make any noises. She makes a hurt looking face and looks back down at her feet.

"What can you do?" I ask her. She better be useful.

"I can......" She looks confused.

"Can you sew or clean?" I try to help her out.

"Yeah." She smiles at me.

"Can you handle a gun? Or another weapon? Here, can you hold any kind of weapon period?" She shakes her head no.

"Then, I'll teach you later. But first, I need you to clean these clothes." I hand her a big bag full of our clothes. Her mouth opens wide and she just stares at the bag I gave her.

"Where do I go?" She picks up the bag and throws it over her shoulder.

"Joey is standing next to the bucket and washboard. The soap is in the shed." I point to the shed and she opens the door. She walks out and shuts the door quietly.

How am I going to help this girl? I got enough to worry about already.

Rosalyn POV:

"Wow. He made you was our clothes!?" Yelled Calum. I laugh and start to scrub a shirt onto the washboard. He takes off his tank top and I can't help not looking at his abs.

"If you take a picture, it'll last longer. Trust me." I snap out of my trance and see him smiling at me. He hands me the tank toop and walks away. Joey gets down on her knees and starts to help me with the clothes.

"He's a hottie, huh?" I can feel my cheeks get bright red.

"It's okay honey. Since we will be here for a while, you can tell me anything." She nudges my shoulder and laughs at me. She picks up the bubbles in the bin and we start our little bubble war. I take Calum's clean white tank top and wave it around like a 'truce' flag.

"Okay, I'll admit it. He's a hottie." I blush more as she slaps my shoulder.

"I'm so happy your here. I needed another girl by my side."

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