Day 105 – Tit For Tat – Short Story

Sanderson grabs the metal fence post and rips it from the ground, swinging it violently at the small crowd who slowly descend upon him, they take a few staggering steps backwards and then forward again, trying to avoiding the swinging post. That is until it finally connects with one, smashing it in the face, and ripping a huge chunk of flesh from it, the thing stumbles about for a few seconds before it eventually crashes to the ground, with its spot in the small pack quickly replaced by another, and they push forward, towards him again. Sanderson reaches a hand out to her, while he still wildly wields the post towards them.

“Take my fucking hand girl, this ain’t going to get any better, the longer you sit there the more chance these scavengers have of chewing on your bones,” he says, shaking his outstretched hand vigorously. She looks up at him bewildered and still a little confused before she finally grabs it and he pulls her to her feet, and then he moves forward and attacks, cutting his way through the herd, swinging the post like a madman, and dragging her along with him. They rip and tear at them, but for every advance, Sanderson meets them with a savage blow of the post, until finally they are clear and break into a striding sprint, away from them, and into one of the rundown buildings that stand dying, like everything else. He slams the door shut and jams the post up against it, effectively acting as a lock on the door.

“Won’t you need it in here, if there’s more? Which there’s bound to be,” She says, he smiles and pulls a large hunting blade form his bag.

“I’ve got that covered, it’s more close and personal in here, if any of those fucking freaks try’s to attack, I’ll take them out,” he says as he leads her down the hallway, they work their way up several flights of stairs, searching through each level, until they find themselves on the fourth floor and he sets up a small camp in one of the end rooms. He tosses his bag to the floor and tips the contents out, and in little time has a small fire cooking and a can of bake beans boiling away, she looks at him over the flames and shivers.

“Here,” he says as he throws her an old, torn and smelly blanket. “It’s not top of the line shit, but it’s better than nothing.”

“Thank you,” she says softly as she wraps the blanket around herself. “Why did you help me?”

“Because you looked like you needed it.”

“A lot of other people wouldn’t have, I’ve seen people leave their family and friends behind, so for someone to risk their life for a stranger, it’s an odd thing.”

“Not everyone is me, and anyway, I help you out, you help me out, that’s how it works in my world,” he says with a smile.

“How can I repay you for saving my life, it’s impossible.”

“Well honey,” he says as he stands up, revealing his hard member poking through the fly of his trousers. “I’m sure we can work something out.”

She smiles at him and slowly unbuttons her top, “Sir, I think we can.”

 

END

14 Comments Add yours

  1. logangrey20 says:

    Well they might as well if they’re going to probably get torn apart by an angry mob in the near future, or were they zombies?

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    1. Zombies, I’m pretty sure 😀

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  2. Dead Donovan says:

    That came up unexpectedly! Lol. Fantastic.
    ~PR

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    1. One hand washes the other, so to speak. I tend to think, if a zombie apocalypses of any kind broke out, this would be a little closer to how things would play out.

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      1. Dead Donovan says:

        I can see that happening. Most things would be reduced to the primal level — food, shelter, sex, etc.

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      2. It would have to be, no matter how you struggle to keep what was, together, if you are out there, alone, and happen upon another loner, regardless of their gender, things might spill over into something more, or not haha, but, you never know. Zombieland could have been a whole different movie.

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      3. Dead Donovan says:

        Ha! “Time to nut up or shut up.” Such a great movie, man.

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      4. So many have tried to capture what it did, but nothing has come close.

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  3. The rules, apparently, are not rigid

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  4. Walker says:

    I see what you did with the title😀

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    1. Haha, nothing is for free, and a zombie apocalypse, well…

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  5. Member, really? How quaint

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    1. I know, I expected something like his engorged rod, but, instead, I got member, it’s a nice way of saying it was small, I think. Is that why she smiled?

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      1. Obviously left to the imagination

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