Page 78 of My Rotten Love Life


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My smile faded slightly, and I let out a sigh. “That’s good. I’m not upset about you two finding happiness in each other. I’m upset about the way it happened. There was no excuse for it, especially with how long it lasted. It was more than disrespectful. It was justwrong.I will never understand how you don’t get that.”

“And I’ll never understand why you chose him to date. I’ll never understand why you continued to flaunt your relationship in my face even though I was uncomfortable.”

“I never flaunted our relationship, Daisy.” I started grabbing more of the summer and fall seeds as well. I even threw insome sealed tight containers of other types of seasonal seeds that would be great to can next year after growth. “I was just in a relationship, and you were my best friend so you saw most of it. Plus, he asked me out. I even asked you if you cared, but you said go for it since you were dating his cousin.”

“But you should’ve known I wasn’t okay with it,” she insisted. “We werebest friends, Tor!”

“I’m not a mind reader.” I set the bag down and turned to her with my hands on my hips. “If you had a problem with it, you should’ve told me when I asked. I wouldn’t have said yes if you told me.”

Her fists shook at her sides, and she turned her head away from me. “I probably should’ve. Maybe then we wouldn’t be like this.”

“Maybe.” I frowned and turned back to the seeds, hearing her footsteps as she walked out of the aisle.

“There’s so much ammo over here!” Nathan shouted from somewhere near the back. “This is fucking awesome!”

“I found some clothes and blankets!” Jay told us, and Daisy let out a squeal of glee.

“They havedresses!”

My lips curved into a smile as I continued filling the tote to the brim with seeds.

The Oasis did have a small garden a little ways from Benjamin and Sally’s treehouse, but it was nowhere near big enough to be able to start canning for the winter months.

I grabbed another tote and threw different types of fertilizers in it, listening to the excited chatter of the group. I couldn’t believe all of these supplies had gone untouched for so long.

My parents would be so ecstatic to see all of this. I had to make sure to bring the seeds, fertilizer, and a few watering cans if I could find a big enough bag to store them in. Maybe I could find one of the wagons Nathan had mentioned.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash as the door was thrown open, and I knew it slammed off the wall just by the sound. Moans and groans reverberated through the warehouse, and my heart thundered in my chest.

Sucking in a deep breath, I placed the totes on the ground against the shelves and held my breath in as I moved toward the back of the warehouse, slipping behind the side of the aisle.

I jolted as my shoulder bumped Micah’s, and he put his finger to his lips. I slapped my hand over my mouth when I looked forward. I took in the skeletal remains slumped against the back wall with a gun next to it. Its skull was shattered like a bullet went through it, but I didn’t see the bullet.

Calix and Nathan stood behind another aisle a few rows down, and their eyes were calculated as they seemed to have a silent communication aboutwhat to do.

We had no idea how many zombies had come in, but it sounded like a good number of them.

My heart lodged in my throat as the moans got louder, and a small crash of something falling off a shelf caused them to groan and shuffle toward it.

“Jay! Move!” Daisy’s shouts bounded through the structure, and my blood froze. “Jay!”

A louder series of groans sounded out.

My bottom lip quivered as I stared at Micah. His gaze hardened before he made eye contact with Calix and Nathan. They raised their weapons before quietly walking through the aisle I’d been in, and I crouched down to grab my golf club that I’d discarded when I noticed the seeds.

I peeked out of the aisle to see five zombies surrounding Jay and Daisy, but Jay was standing facing a zombie with its back to us, and his face was so pale.

Nathan raised his gun and started shooting them, but he let out a stream of curse words as a few changed direction toward us.

“It fucked up. Cover me.” He smacked his palm against the gun.

Daisy yanked Jay’s arm, but he wasn’t budging. “Jay, it’s not her anymore.”

The zombie woman, dressed in a pencil skirt and one high heel with a blouse on, limped closer before a growl tore from its throat.

I swung my golf club into the skull of the decayed zombie that had stepped in front of me, and its entire head flew off its shoulders before the body fell to the side.

My gaze swept back to Daisy and Jay just as the zombie lurched forward, and Daisy flung herself in front of Jay’s stunned body.