Chapter 22

I woke up at 7:47 am. I dressed up, and brushed my teeth. Maya was still sleeping, as I didn't want to wake her up. She looks peaceful while sleeping.

Before leaving our room, I sling my rifle over my shoulder, and put a mag in my pocket.

Outside, I see that Lee and Kenny are already ready to leave for our usual supply run.

I suggested that we explore further as well, since there are barely anything left nearby; both of them agreed to this.

As we were ready to leave; Clem said bye to Lee, while Duck and Katja said bye to Kenny.

Me on the other hand, Lily and Andrea were the ones who said bye. Carley was still asleep, as well as Maya. I didn't really mind Andrea though; she's a pretty woman, of course, I don't mean it THAT way.

Soon, we left the motel, and made our way to find supplies.

We went inside houses, shops, searched cars, everything.

So far, we found some canned foods, cigarettes, a machete, some knives, pills, a Glock 17 Gen 4; with only 6 shots; some candies, and a walkie talkie so far.

We continued to search but nothing good. We found some food, but those were rotten. I could see the disappointment in the eyes of Lee and Kenny, and to be honest, I was too a bit.

"Maybe we should find some clothes then, I guess. We should get ready for winter; better sooner than late." I tell them.

"Why not. Since we barely found anything we have space in our bags." Kenny says.

"Yeah. It is a bit chilly nowadays." Lee comments.

While walking, we come across some walkers that we killed easily with our melee weapons.

Soon, we find ourselves in a street with only 3 houses next to the road. We decided to split up.

Lee went inside a 2-floor house colored grey; Kenny went inside a red one; and I picked the one with brick walls.

As I step inside, I'm ready for walkers with my rifle raised high, ready to shoot. I look around, calmly opening doors.

In the kitchen I found nothing but dirty dishes in the sink. In a bedroom, for a child, I found a nice blue jacket, the size good enough for Maya though a little bit big on the shoulder and arms. I decided to put it away for her.

In the parents' room, I found a nice steel toe boots just my size, which I put away in my duffle bag. I also found 6 Cuban cigars. "What a fucking luck." I said out loud with a smirk. I put away the box of cigars as well.

In the bathroom, I found a half finished toothpaste; I put it away. I found some Advil which I bagged. And lastly, I found 2 condoms...of course I put it away.

In the garage, I found a box full of nails and screw drives, which I bagged. And GODDAMN; I found a BMW 3 Series that is almost in perfect condition. I start to chuckle, doing my best to hold in my laugh, because I also found the fucking key! Is this my lucky day?

I pocket the key, and decide to head back inside the house to double check it, not wanting to miss anything.

As I go inside the house, from the garage, I sense something coming toward my head.

From reflex, I bend back, and see that a hammer goes past my eyes. Not wasting time, I grab the arm of my attacker, and knee them in their stomach.

The attacker grunts, but I pay no attention to it as I smash my knuckle in their face, causing them to stumble back.

I take a stance, getting ready to fight as well as my attacker.

I don't have a handgun on me, and I can't really use my rifle, as if I try to take it off, in that time they have enough time to hit me with the hammer.

I slowly lower my hand to my waist and pull out my knife as we eye each other.

We start to circle each other waiting for an attack. I see that they doesn't have that much experience in fighting; and to be honest me neither. I'm better at shooting rather than fighting.

Not wanting to continue to walk around, I lung forward and slash my knife toward their neck which they dodges, and as a counter attack, they try to smash the top of my head in, but I side step and try to stab my them in the stomach.

To my surprise they catch my hand, and try to hit me across the head with the hammer but I catch their hand too.

We start to wrestle with each other, trying to get the dominant position, and to my unluck they managed to get it. But I also got lucky as they lost their weapon as I knocked it out of their hand.

They hug me by the waist and hold me up in the air before smashing me down on the floor, knocking the air out of me; also hitting the back of my head on the ground, giving me a pounding headache.

They grab my right arm, and starts to continuously hitting me in the face. I felt that my nose was broken, and my eyes started to swollen up. I tried to defend myself, but with one arm it is hard, and also they had my arm held down strongly.

I turned my head away, now hitting my temple. The pain is very bad, but I held onto my consciousness, and saw my knife lying about.

Finally, after a trying for a bit, I reached it, grabbed it, and managed to stab it in their shoulder, causing them to grunt in pain.

They let got of my arm, so I finally had a chance to get free.

I got free, and knocked them off from me, and stood up. I kicked them in the side; which caused them to roll of their back. I didn't spare them, and started to stomp on their head like Trevor did to Johnny.

For minutes I stomped, now just onto brain matters, as I completely smashed their skull. I didn't feel a bit of remorse, and I even spat on the body.

Before leaving to get the car, I kicked into the corpse.

I opened the garage door, got inside the car, and drove it out of there.