as he found my secret place and drag the ones that were following him.
I sigh loudly, grab my crossbow and I start shooting my arrows directly into the zombie’s heads. I have a lot of training, maybe four to five hours every single day. I guessed I had to be prepared for some misfortune day, and I guess the day has finally come. As my intruder is cleaning himself, I kill zombies from my window. Sometimes I miss the head because since Benjamin’s arrival the undead are restless.
I hear noises behind me.
“How did you find my tower?” I ask him without even looking back; I just keep on doing what I think I’m good at: Killing zombies from afar.
“I-I ran for hours, looking for somewhere to hide. I found your tower and climbed it.”
“And thank you so much for that.” The sarcasm is clear on the tone of my voice. I think Benjamin is indeed beautiful, but he had brought danger to my doorstep, so I am mad as hell right now.
He walks to the window, sees all the commotion the zombies are doing, then he sighs and closes his eyes. I stop shooting when I notice his shirt is completely wet, I can see his broad chest beneath it. He had cleaned his shirt when he took a shower.
Oh, crap, he is so hot.
Keep your head on the game, Rapunzel.
“I didn’t mean to cause you any trouble, my lady.” He apologizes, still using my lady instead of my name.
I stop staring at his manly biceps and find his eyes.
“Look, I know you didn’t mean to bring them to me, but…” I roll my eyes and suddenly decide not to be so good to him. “I was safe because there were a few zombies around here, now they are finding this place like it is Candyland. They will make a way to get inside. This is all your fault.”
I drop my crossbow harshly on the floor, and I start walking around my house to gather provisions when the time comes. In seconds, my satchel is entirely full with food and other necessities. I cut my blue dress above my knees for me to run better and I wear a long leather boot and equip my thighs with knives. I put the sword on my waist, grab my crossbow and arrows and equip them on my back. When I’m done I look at Benjamin, who looks at me strangely.
He scratches his chin. “Wow. I never thought a girl could…”
“What? Kill?”
“Pretty much. Yes.”
“Welcome to a new world.” I joke.
Although I am fascinated by his presence and that I finally have contact with someone other than myself, I have strong feelings of rage toward him. But maybe I should be grateful? I mean, I’m going to leave this tower for the first time in my life. I don’t know what to think anymore, seriously. But I pull myself together and I search for the secret door where there’s a long rope in case I needed to escape someday. And this is the day.
I turn to Benjamin. “You go first.”
“But ladies are always the first to go.” He said to me seriously.
I roll my eyes. “Well, not anymore. Go.” As he’s taking the rope and getting ready to jump down I remember something. “Wait.” I yell.
This was going to be my first time outside and I had forgotten all about my hair. I run to my jewelry box; pick up lots and lots of pins and I start to make a braid inside a braid, then I roll them into a really big bun on top of my head. God only knows how much I want to cut my hair because this hairdo feels like it weights a ton.
“Okay, go.”
Benjamin jumps to the rope and then I’m right there with him, together we slowly roll down. Meanwhile I can hear the zombies scratching the rocks of my tower, trying desperately to get in. I’d have a huge surprise for them though. I’m scared to death of the real world, and not even counting with the undead. I don’t want to be a scared delicate flower, so I suck it up.
“Almost there,” Benjamin announces.
When we he hit the bottom, I grab my sword, Benjamin grab his two knives and then I kick a hidden wooden door. I’m the first to get out, the wind hits my face and I smell fresh