Pretty Dead by D. K. Lake

Author:D. K. Lake [Lake, D. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2018-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

I woke up in an awkward position. My whole body was facing the wall and I was practically making out with the paint.

I tried to roll onto my back but was blocked by a body. I grunted and wriggled down the bed until I was free of Margo's death hug. For someone that hated me, she had no problem jumping into bed with me at the sound of a little thunder. I climbed off the bed and left her murmuring in her sleep.

Lawrence must have gone down to the laundry room in the night to collect our dry clothes as there were now two piles of clothes at the end of the bed.

I went over to the bed and slipped on my clean clothes, and tied my hair into a high, messy ponytail on top of my head to keep it off my neck. Lawrence was such a sweet guy, I didn't mind that he had been handling my panties or bra, but anyone else and it might have been weird, but I could just imagine Lawrence blushing the whole time as he handled our underwear. Especially Margo's as her underwear was just a piece of string that she called underwear. I wandered into the hallway, the curtains and blinds were open and the sunlight was spilling into the open living room/kitchen.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" Ansel asked, sitting near the window with a tray on his lap, sipping a cup of tea.

"Um, good, thank you." I lied.

I wasn't about to tell him Margo laid all over me and nearly crushed me once or twice. She may look thin and dainty but her bones weigh a ton.

Ansel lifted the cup to his lips with a hidden smile on his face.

"Where's Lawrence?"

"On the roof gathering enough food for breakfast as we have extra guests." Ansel replied, still smiling.

I didn't think Margo and I ate that much. Maybe we should skip breakfast and just leave.

"So I'm guessing my friends didn't show up last night?" I said with a glum expression.

We would just have to make our way back to the last location everyone was at and hope they haven't moved on or been snatched. I noticed Ansel was still smiling at me. That bitch better not have drawn on my face or something like that.

A pair of hands suddenly covered my eyes.

"Wh-" I grabbed onto the person's wrists about to pull them away.

Was this Lawrence trying to be funny because I didn't like it?

"Guess who?" said a familiar southern voice, his breath tickling my ear.

I stilled and breathed in his scent. He removed his hands and I spun around, coming face to face with Drew. I threw my arms around his neck and he lifted me off the floor and squeezed his arms around my body. He set me back on the floor and leaned down to meet my height and pressed his forehead to mine.

"I was worried about you." he said honestly.

"You always worry about me."

"True."

I smiled and brushed

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