User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Zombie

I sit there, stunned as my formerly dead girlfriend hugs me, crying about waking up alone in the dark. As my shock begins to give way to give way to joy, I embrace her back, not caring for the mud and grime that I get covered in.

I carry her back to our house, some of our friends had begun talking about when our engagement was going to be before she died. I help her bathe and while in the bath, she kisses me, deeply and passionately, but how she does it reminds me of how we used to kiss, and erases any doubt I had about this being her. I kiss her back and embrace her, feeling the wound on her back where the arrow had pierced her after she pushed me out of the way. I stroke her black hair, breaking the kiss.

“I owe you my life for that, I promise, I’ll give you anything and everything I can to make it up to you.” She mumbles something in my ear.

“What was that?” I ask.

“You… I… I only want… You.” She looks me in the eyes, and I practically melt at her warm wet gaze.

“I’m yours, and I always will be.” She smiles and kisses me again, before moving up to my ear.

“There is one other thing though…” I feel her hand roaming around my groin, and smile.

“I wouldn’t let anyone else take it.” I kiss her again as we get out of the bath. Not even finishing drying off she wraps her arms and legs around me and we stumble to the bedroom.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">The next morning I wake to see her head against my chest, just like she was a month ago. It was as I woke though that a thought occurred to me. Just how in the hell was I supposed explain this to our friends and family? While I couldn’t think of something that morning, I did manage to think of a way to stall the discovery.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">That day I gathered up my usual supplies for an adventure out into the wilderness, and said my usual goodbyes. It gave me two weeks to think up various ways to hide or try and explain what had happened, in between fairly frequent sexings with my now monsterised/zombified girlfriend.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">“I have an idea, baby.” She piped up one day after we’d finished yet another round of intercourse.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">“I’m all for it at this point.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">“What about that old cottage? We used to keep fantasising about buying it one day, I’m sure you have enough money after that job.” At the reminder of our last job together I couldn’t help but notice the now scarred place on her chest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">“That… Actually sounds great, I could tell them that I want to buy it and start that farm we were always talking about.” I kissed her and we started again, going at it the rest of the day while discussing what we would grow.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman";mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">I returned home and told everyone my plans, they were mostly supportive, and even helped me move. Now I sit, next to my wife, looking out over our small farm, some of our friends have discovered her, but most of them have no idea.