After walking a while, we arrived at a wooden settlement, like the others, it had an extra floor above.
"Which is yours?", I asked looking at the apartment.
"Up!", She said pointing at a house at the extreme end at right.
"How do we get there?", I asked looking around for a stairway.
On seeing me look around, she laughed and said: "right this way…"
I watched her as she walked and opened a door directly in the middle of this large building.
After getting in, I was amazed at the scene.
There were several troops with different weapons, seemingly from all departments.
They discussed and drank in harmony, while the other men, women and children were engaged in either a conversation or playing around.
In summary, the place was quite lively.
Just in front of me was the staircase.
"Let's go!", She said as she smiled at me who looked at everything in a daze.
"Don't just stand there Derick!", She added as she pulled me towards the stairs.
"It's Derick!", I heard someone exclaim.
"You are right! It's zombie Derick!", Another added.
Before I knew it, they were so many people around chanting my name.
But amidst this chant, I also noticed some unhappy faces.
Suddenly a loud bang was heard, followed by a shout: "Silence!"
Everyone inadvertently turned in the direction of the scream.
And a huge guy walked forward.
"Is this him?", He asked as he looked down at me.
"Yes, he is the Derick!", Someone replied.
"Oh…… You are not welcome here!", He said rudely.
I looked at his serious face and then as his mean looking subordinate.
I really don't know what I had done to warrant such, but just like with Xender, I made a huge mistake having not known what had transpired. I didn't plan to repeat such.
So not wanting trouble and honestly was prepared to leave, but then I heard April yell: "he didn't come for you guys!"
"Yeah!", Some other settlers echoed lightly obviously scared.
With a harsh stare he looked at April and said: "This young man's lucky that he has some supporters whose life he has saved. Otherwise, I would have just ended his life immediately."
His words were clearly uttered out of pain.
And from his sentence, I understood that I must have done something that he is lettling slide for the sake of the good he perceives that I have done.
He really isn't a bad person.
So I looked at April and said: "it's okay April… this big brother here isn't okay with my presence… I am sure he has a reason for that."
After speaking, I walked towards the door.
"Mr. Goshen, please!", April begged.
"At least let him come in and have something to eat…", she pleaded.
By this time, I was already at the door to exit the building when I heard a loud bang.
I turned and saw April crying on the floor.
When I saw this, the pain my chest increased, like a thousand needles were peircing me from the inside.
"Go get her things down!", The one called Goshen commanded.
"Any friend if Derick is my enemy!", He added.
In a blink, he was off the ground; floating in the air with my hands tightly gripping his abdomen.
"I respected you enough to leave even without asking what I had done to warranty such a treatment. Unfortunately, you misinterpreted my respect for weakness.", I said as tears rolled down my eyes.
Floating in the air, Goshen couldn't say a word but grunt in a pain, seemingly holding his breath.
"Ple… ple… ", he uttered with his mouth open.
While all this went on in the open, I had an internal conflict with myself.
I fought hand not to push my fingers into his gutts.
"Please sir, spare my husband!", A crying voice spoke.
I turned to see who spoke.
And then saw a woman on a wheelchair.
"Please sir, he is only acting rash because of me! My leg was broken by you amidst our last encounter with these zombies!", She further pleaded.
"If you're not doing for us, please do it for our unborn child!", She added with her hand on her belly as she continued crying.
Hearing her explaination, I understood and eased a little, dropping him down slowly.
As soon as his feets touched the floor, he raised his shirt up immediately, revealing some holes I had made on him with my finger. Although not deep, but enough to see blood.
I turned to April, but what I saw spiked me up again.
Without thinking, my right hand went straight to his neck.
"Goshen!!", His wife screamed crying.
At that moment, it felt like killing him will redeem me of Mrs. Claire's death.
As my hands tightened, my head kept on replaying what I just saw over and over again.
April had his fingers printed on her face. She touched her face and her hands were covered with blood, her hands shook and she began to cry.
Seeing her cry reminded me of Mrs. Claire, the resemblance was significant.
To be continued……
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