TIME—she had completely lost any and all sense of it. All she knew was she had to keep running, no matter how much it hurt she had to just keep pushing. Her lungs ached and her legs felt like jello but she knew she couldn’t stop, not with Grady still too close for comfort. ZACH gave her the push she needed, she knew she just needed to stay behind him and if he could keep going, why couldn’t she?
The blonde followed Zach into the boutique, falling onto her knees beside him. It took everything she had in her to NOT hurl all over the old wooden floor. Beth straightened up, labored breaths as she turned to face Zach—a big GOOFY grin on her features. They made it, they escaped that horrid place.
They didn’t have anything but the scrubs on their backs—but hopefully, they could change that. Maybe they could find some more fitting clothes here, she didn’t like how LOOSE the scrubs were, meant that the walkers had more to grab onto. Another thing she was concerned about was lack of weapons—but she couldn’t think about that now, they MADE it and that’s what mattered.
❝Couldn’t ‘a done it without ya.❞ She said with a quiet laugh, gently nudging her shoulder against his. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this HAPPY.
not once in his time at grady had he seen someone smile as brightly as beth was now. all at once the clouds in his life parted, giving way to this sunshine that felt new and sweet, but so damn fragile all at the same time. his insides felt lighter, less mucked up with emotional sludge despite the state of their world. very little had changed, and yet everything had changed. even if this feeling could only be temporary, zach was eager to hang on tight and fight with his life just to protect it. he had to. beth was special.
at some point his arms found their way around her, squeezing tight in a hug fit for victory. he couldn’t remember the last time he hugged somebody so tightly, even before the world went to shit. unconsciously, zach’s eyes had fallen shut, body savoring the contact for as long as he possibly could before finally loosening his grip and coming back to reality. their labored breaths seemed calm now, his own hands still trembling from the adrenaline rush that was sure to be pumping through his veins for hours to come. how his heart managed not to explode at times like these, he would never know. gray eyes squinted through the dark of the store, scanning not for new clothing, but for any sign of movement amongst them. the place felt still, but without weapons, they couldn’t afford to take any chances.
❛ you, uh, wanna keep close? at least until we find some sort’a weapons to mess around with. ❜ even as he spoke, his eyes searched. beneath the front counter he pulled out a fabric-covered coat hanger, giving it a good once over before tossing it back in the box. too flimsy. not sharp enough. that thing wasn’t going to help them at all. and so he finally ventured through the perfect aisles of clothing, stopping only when he found a metal rod once used to remove clothing from tall racks. he passed it from hand to hand, thick brows nearly meeting in concentration. ❛ what do you think? there’s two of ‘em. ❜
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