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you don’t fucker!” Liv yells as she yanks him down the step to the ground and beats him in his head repeatedly. Blood and brain matter splash up hitting her in the face but she still keeps smashing him in his head.
    “Die mother fucker die!” she yells blow after blow.
    “Ohhhh potty mouth!” Emily says.
    I can’t help but giggle that at a time like this she still has a little sense of humor.
    Liv stops and looks up at Emily. Her face is now red from the splattered blood. “Oppps sorry Em,” she says as she wipes some of the blood off of her face with her arm. She then motions for us to come on down.
    I make my way down the remaining steps and over the now flattened head of, I glance down and catch a glimpse of a name tag on the Huddle House uniform that the flesh eater is wearing, Brittany. I make it to Liv’s side as Tony and his tumor make their way down the stairs. Becky hides her face in Tony’s chest as they pass the corpse of Brittany.
    I look over to Liv to see if she is seeing the same thing I am. And by the rage I see in her eyes I can tell she does.
    Once they step over the flesh eater Liv walks up to them yanking Becky off of Tony.
    “Hands off bitch or you will be next.” Liv’s voice takes on a tone I have never heard before as she swings the bat around in circles challenging Becky to argue with her
    Becky backs away from Tony and holds her hand up in surrender. We walk the rest of the way out the breezeway and look around for the Range Rover. Liv parked it on the lawn as close to the breezeway as she could without going through the apartment building.
    “Where the hell is our car?” I ask quietly.
    “What do you mean it is right th…” Liv stops as she looks past me to an empty yard. “That fucking bitch!” she yells.
    “Do you have your keys?” she ask Tony who drives a Ford Expedition.
    Tony digs his hands in his pocket and pulls out his keys with a triumphant smile on his face.
    “Thanks!” Liv snatches them from his hand and stalks her way to his car knocking any flesh eater that gets in her way down with one blow. Damn she is pissed off.
    I look at Tony. “Try and keep her hands off of you this time!” I bark then follow Liv to the waiting SUV.
    I open the back door and climb in with Emily. I know Liv and if Tony and Becky sit beside each other she will smash both their heads in.
    Pulling out of the parking lot used to be such a natural thing but now it feels like each time we leave somewhere it might be the last time we ever see it again. I lean my head against the window and make the hardest decision I have ever made in leaving Devin behind. I wrap my arm around Emily as she lays her little head on my side and I sigh as a tear rolls down my cheek.
    We drive down the road for what feels like hours and I try to sleep. I can hear Emily’s snores and I smile. I am glad she feels safe enough with us that she can finally get some rest.
    “Liv look!” I lean up and reach my hand in between the seats. The Range Rover is lying on its side in the left lane of the road.
    Liv slows down just in front of the car and I can see Tara hanging out of the windshield. Flesh eaters are devouring her limp lifeless body. They're shoveling her intestines down their throats like they're sausage links.
    “Ugh!” Liv gags. “Serves that bitch right for stealing our car. Do you think our bag is still in there?” She asks, looking back at me.
    I shrug, “Maybe.”
    She stops the car.
    “Hey! What are you doing?” Becky demands.
    “Chill Barbie I am going to get our supplies,” Liv barks at her. She goes to open the door but Tony grabs her arm, “Babe I don’t think that is a good idea.”
    She looks down at his hand on her arm. “Why don’t you let Barbie back there hold you until I get back? You seem to like that.” She throws back at him and jerks her arm away from him and out the door she goes.
    I watch her out of the window. She sneaks around the side of the Range Rover and into the