Ugh. A jealous best friend and a hot blonde. Talk about a rock and a hardplace.

ANOTHER DAY IN THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF THE DEAD.

THE NINTH DAY

MONDAY

1ST OF FEBUARY

DAYS IN GAME: 7.

Tyler woke the next morning to see Hailey asleep in his arms. The topless girl had snuck into his bed and he'd wrapped her in his arms to hold her tightly. He sighed at this flipflop and stroked her long black hair. Her brown eyes opened and froze like a board as she saw Tyler had woken up before her. He looked at her exasperatedly.

"Okay. Cut the shit with the flipflopping. Are we FRIENDS, FUCKBUDDIES, BOYFRIEND-GIRLFRIEND, or SNUGGLEBUDDIES, Hails?"

She glared at him/

"And JUST picking one is that simple?"

"You could all of em."

"Again. it's THAT fucking simple for you?"

"Yup. I want something I go for it."

He looked her in the eye.

"What do YOU want?"

"I WANT you to let me go."

"I'm not touching you."

She realized he'd let her go after she woke up and the girl slithered away from him in the bed.

"So we're just friends. Alright."

"Hey i didn't say anything-"

"didn't have to."

"It is not that simple!"

"Why not?"

"Because.....it just isn't!"

Tyler rubbed his eyes at the redfaced in fury girl as he sat up.

"I am not doing this emotionally drama bullshit, Hails. either yo0u LIKE ME or HATE ME. SAY WHICH ONE IT IS."

"I can't!"

"WHY?"

Hailey slumped at this question. She looked at him with troubled brown eyes.

"Cause I just can't. Okay?"

"That's fine, Hails. You're just afraid of what your so called friends would think."

She jumped!

"No I am NOT-"

"Yes you are. We've played the same game for years, Hails. We'd meet up at the stop, trade jokes and have a decent time. Soon as the OTHERS appeared though, you turn into a HATEFUL BITCH. for NO good reason other then popularity. Anytime we're alone, we're golden. we have a damn good time. As SOON as someone ELSE enters the picture, doesn't matter who it is, you backpedal so fucking hard as if being a GOOD PERSON IS A BAD THING. and having FUN with a FRIEND is a bad thing."

She snapped at him.

"You're a LOSER and get PICKED on by every buddy! WHY would I put myself through THAT kinda shit....JUST because we're friends?"

"Sooo you'd rather keep your head down and just go with whatever they're doing?"

"Rather that then getting bullied every day."

"Yut. we're not friends. i HATE people like you. Always SAYING they care and want to be friends and BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, but when it comes time to put your money where your mouth is you back down. why? Cause it'd be HARD. So go on. Take the easy way out, Hails. It's okay."

He got out of the bed.

"And DON'T sneak into my bed again. That's kinda desperate."

"I HATE YOU!"

"You're just mad I have the balls to stick to my guns no matter what. I'd rather be alone and hated, then sell out who I am."

She had tears of hurt and hate at this condemnation as Tyler pulled his shirt on.

"You just have an answer for everything. And everything is so fucking simple to you. Life is NOT THAT SIMPLE!"

"sure it is. YOU just gotta have the SPINE to KEEP it simple. I want to be friends. we're friends. I LIKE you. I'll tell ya to your face. I DON'T like you. I'll do the same. To your face. Anyway. We gotta a lotta walkin a head a us. So come on."

"And if I refuse?"

"I just take off. I don;t HAVE to help you, Hails. I am DOING it because I WANT to."

She glared at hom hatefully now as Angel sat up with a yawn.

"Mornin you two."

"Mornin Angel. Storm's clear."

"Mmkay."

Tyler looked at Hailey as she sat o the bed.

"Ya comin?"

She didn't answer and just pulled her shirt on. Angel chuckled as she pulled her croptop on.

"This is going to be interesting."

The Survivor led them out of the basement and they ate breakfast as they walked through the silent town. The sky above was clear and there were birds chirping as the trio walked. Tyler had the WA2000 on his back and Angel looked at him curiously.

"So do you guys use guns a lot?"

"Nah. Good rule of thumb is guns for people. Melee for zombies."

"I...need a melee weapon."

He passed her his extra fireaxe.

"Still fresh. I got a bat and Hails has her own fireaxe."

"well aren't YOU prepared?"

"well I AM a pro."

She chuckled as Hails glared at them from her new spot at the back. Tyler looked ahead with a smile.

"You handle guns, Star?"

"I've some experience. only Russian style though."

"Aks suck."

"They do. I admit this. I prefer the SVT41."

"Not bad for a world war 2 semi. MINE is the BAR."

"A classic. Shotgun?"

"Spaz12."

"Clever girl."

He rounded on her in perfect step to walk backwards.

"Shall we discuss sexism in survival situations?"

Angel smirked.

"I'm more tenacious then you know."

"Let's NOT dig through big piles of shit."

"I'm sure life will find a way."

"You're GOOD."

"I KNOW."

"I have them."

"I can write all kinds of things on this check, doctor Grant. Tell me. What's it gonna take?"

He smirked.

"We'll discuss THAT tonight."

"Oh good. I like snuggles. And other things."

"I like busty russian beauties."

Angel chuckled at this and the deal was made for a movie binge. Hails had a new look of jealous hate on her face as the pair flirted in front of her. Tyler spun around with a now excited smirk to look ahead. The town vanished behind them and for a few hours they were alone on the road with the ever vigilant Tyler keeping watch and the girls keeping pace. Angel looked at him as they rounded another corner in the road.

"SOoooo, question."

"Shoot."

"How far do you guys usually go?"

He shrugged.

"Till we find something interesting or the sun goes down. Why? Wanna stop?"

"Kind BORED really."

"I hear that. Sadly, this is what LoD turns into most of the time. Just a lonely road and a LOOOOOTTA walkin."

She sighed.

"I miss my bike right now."

"Ha. Relax, princess, we'll get ya a golden carraige soon enough."

"fuck you I am not a princess."

"Oh. I'm sorry. Czar?"

"UGH. I HAPPEN to be a DUCHESS."

"Still a royal-"

"Say it and I'll hit you in the balls while you're sleeping with the butt a that shotgun."

"You can beat my meat anytime, Angel!"

"Wow. I REALLY am going to kill you."

He chuckled at her smirking hate as Hails was more or less ignored. The trio turned another corner and were faced by a sign that read REST STOP and Tyler smiled.

"There. exciting enough for ya Angel?"

"Ugh. Patronizing jackass."

The rest stop turned out to be a roadside motel with a gas pump, convienance store, and about 20 rooms on two floors. Tyler smiled as he noted the windows were intact.

"Cool. we'll be able to get some good stuff here. And yes we'll crash here tonight ladies. We keep going we'll be out after dark....and NOT without headlamps or nightvision for the three of us."

Hailey glared at him.

"I want my OWN room."

"That's fine. Just remember. Further away you are, the longer it'd take us to reach you if you needed help."

She gritted her teeth at this truth as they approached the place. Tyler had his bat out to drop the first of 5 zombies milling about the courtyard. Angel swung her fireaxe in a wide arc that saw zombies being beheaded and Hailey did the same on her side. Then they moved to investigate the various rooms in the event some zombies were holed up inside. Tyler led the way through the various rooms with no hits until the reached the last room on the far enough of the motel and he picked the lock....and a little girl's giggle was heard from inside. He froze and so didn't the girls. He let the handle of the door go like it was a live handgrenade and backed away slowly. Hailey was shaking and Angel was reaching for the shotgun. Tyler held a hand up.

"I got it."

He reached into a pocket and pulled their handgrenade and the girls smirked at the appropreiateness. Tyler snuck back to the door and leaned up against it as the giggle came again. He opened the door without a sound to reveal a 3 foot little girl giggling at a blank TV in a white dress. The girl stopped giggling to turn her head all the way around like from a famous horror movie.

"Big brother?"

The girl's face was like a plastic doll's face and Tyler tore the pin out of the grenade,

"Here catch!"

she giggled as she caught the grenade and he slammed the door.

"GET DOWN!"

The three hit the deck as the grenade exploded and blew out the door and the glass in the apartment. Tyler was up with the shotgun locked and loaded before the glass had stopped falling. The room had a large hole in the floor where the girl had been and the remains of her body were plastered all over the walls with a white duffal bag on the floor by the TV. The shooter went in through the busted window panning the shotgun around and retreived the duffel bag before he backed out slowly.

"FUCK them things with a passion."

Angel poked her head up.

"Is it safe?!"

Her ears were ringing, hence the shout. Tyler nodded as he lowered the shotgun.

"Sally's dead. But they'll be more."

Hailey shuddered.

"That was FREAKY!"

"Come on. We'll hole up in another room. THAT one looks like a gas main blew."

They went to the room on the opposite side of the motel and Tyler used a knife to pry open the window enough to set the WA2000 barrel into the thing with a clean sightline at the destroyed room. He set the white duffel bag on one of the twin beds. Tyler wedged a chair against the door and looked at the girls.

"Sadly, no pool this time ladies."

Angel chuckled as she sat on the bed.

"I'm used to dry spells. We're in a forest. Shouldn't be too hard to find a river if we really needed to."

Hailey nodded uncormfortably.

"Yeah."

Tyler unzipped the duffel bag.

"Now you know what a Sally looks like. They're FREAKY. Next time I'll pop it in the face with the shotgun."

Angel shivered.

"I saw the Exorcist."

"Never gonna see that now are you?"

"NOPE."

He dumped the bag out and looked at the spread of loot. Then smiled.

"We got a full on first aide kit here girls. And a police grade one too. That'll last us for a good while."

Angel took a long tube curiously.

"What's this?"

"Oh sick. A higher quality barrel for the M870. It'll tighten the pellet spread, increase range, and will last longer. I'll teach you to install it later."

Hailey pulled a long knife from the pile.

"Got a knife, Gore."

"That's a bayonet attachment for an M1 Garand, Hails. We can use it as a makeshift bowie knife till we get the gun itself."

Angel smirked as she saw something.

"We got a hotplate. BATTERY operated."

Tyler smiled.

"i'll take that. I can rewire it to be solar powered."

"Neat trick. I want a hot meal for once."

The Survivor shrugged as he tied the white duffel bag to the top of Hailey's hiker pack.

"We'll be able to eat hot meals once we build our base. Problem is we need the right place. Once with easy access to cities and resources."

Hailey looked at him.

"will we build in the same place YOU did for the beta?"

"I'd like to. problem is the place I built is KINDA hard to reach. For ME."

They blinked and Angel looked at him curiously.

"Where DID you build, Gore? We've all seen the video tours of that fortress you created, but you never ONCE revealed where it was."

He smirked.

"Cause it's INSIDE a skyscraper. I hollowed out a skyscraper....in the middle of the Hell Zone."

They blinked and Hailey looked at him in shock.

"But the Hell Zone is supposed to be irridated! Right?"

"It is. Lethally so. BUT. The exposure does NOT enter buildings....NOR go underground. I went though the subway and boared up every window on the first fifteen floors. THEN the radiation fades out and bam. You got yourself a base in the single most unreachable in the game."

Angel smiled.

"I wanna see it."

"Cool. Caaaause I got a secret."

He turned the feeds off. And smirked.

"I got an email while back about how MY base made the cut to be KEPT IN GAME."

The girls blinked and Hailey looked at him wide eyed.

"You mean, we can SEE it?"

"And if I kill the boss that LIVES in there now, I can reclaim my house. There was a contest the other betas knew about and made a gentlemen's agreement to never speak of, for the best base in the game. I won because of everything I did. My ULTIMATE goal, is to reach the Tower and reclaim my hellhole."

Angel smiled.

"I am IN. I wanna to see the lair of Goreleech himself!"

HAiley nodded with her own smile.

"Me too."

The survivor fistbumped them both.

"Let's go to hell together."

They smiled and he put the loot away before he looked out the window.

"No signs of life or unlife. Wanna watch an anime?"

Angel smiled.

"Sure. when we're not outside a blastzone."

"eh fair. Hails?"

"Ew."

"Your loss."

The group made dinner from canned beans and some bottled water before Sarah appeared on the screen. Tyler waved.

"So whaddya think fo Sally?"

The lady smiled.

"Truly terrifying. Now the question of the night: Is for you, Hailfyre."

Hailey sighed.

"What?"

"Why are you in denial for your feelings about Goreleech?"

"I AM NOT IN DENIAL-"

Tyler grabbed her by the mouth and put a finger to his lips.

"NO. SCREAMING."

She glared at him balefully and he let her go.

"I hate you."

She looked at the screen.

"I am NOT in denial. I hate that disgusting loser."

Sarah smiled.

"Angelstar555,"

"Oh this oughta be good."

The reporter looked at the paper.

"Do YOU have a crush on Goreleech?"

THe blonde shrugged.

"eh kinda. Always had a fetish for the tough guy that isn't afraid to step up."

"well damn. Wa-"

"TOO soon."

"Fair."

Hailey glared at them for their blatantness and Angel smirked at the survivor.

"And WE still need to negotiate for a binge."

"Good thing that bed is a queen size."

"It so is."

Sarah was a little red in the face at the flirting and Tyler chuckled.

"So what's the word in the herd?"

She shook out of her arrousal.

"As of this report, the deathtoll has increased to 15,000 revived."

"Seems about right."

The interview went by without issue and once it ended Angel smirked.

"Alone at last."

"Turn the feeds off."

The trio did turn their feeds of and Tyler climbed into the bed beside the sexy Angel and she snuggled right up against him.

"Now then."

He stroked her long blonde hair and she smiled.

"Okay. i like that."

"we'll binge the series the next rainy day."

"Deal. And in the MEAN time."

She grabbed a handful of te bulge...

"woah."

"Yeah."

"Damn dude."

He looked at her and she smirked.

"Oh you ASK? Go on."

He kissed her and the pair got into a hot and heavy makeout session that had the sexy blonde topless and her lovely rack plundered.

"Damn dude!"

"Says the sexy busty blonde."

She smirked as he kissed her large nipple.

"Alright! Let's see whatchya got!"

The pair stripped down and she moaned as he slid into her.

"HOLY Angel."

"HA."

"I'll take THAT outta your ass."

"OHHHH I LOVE it in the ass!"

The duo played around for a few hours with the busty blonde getting ridden in all three holes until they dropped. He landing face first in her large rack and her utterly spent from the good sex. Hailey had a look of awestruck anger on her face asd the warrior smiled and kissed the busty blonde he was still inside of.

"DAMN angel. You're AMAZING."

She smiled proudly as he pulled out of her.

"THAT was great. Best sex in GOD knows how long. And my god did we BOTH need that."

He snuggled up beside her and she smiled asd he took her hands.

"Aww! And you cuddle after too? How cute!"

He kissed her lovingly.

"Night, Angel."

"Night, Gore. Night Fyre!"

"Night Hails."

"You're disgusting."