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to miss every blessed second of running water I could soak up before I got yanked back to reality. I sat my clean clothing, towel, and the knife no one had found on me, on a bench just outside of my stall, before jumping into the shower and turning the knobs. I was expecting the cold, but I still shivered as it spurted out … I turned it up full blast and much to my shock, the water was hot.
“Thank you, Jesus,” I moaned as the water cascaded over me. I don’t know how long I stood like that, but I know I my fingers were pruning up before I had the sense to snap out of my ecstasy and use the small bar of soap and shampoo to actually wash my body and hair. I scrubbed every nook and cranny of my body, spending extra time to work some conditioner into my mass of tangles. My little bubble of vacation burst abruptly when I heard a sound just outside of the showering area. Someone was right around the corner where the towels and clothes were kept. I left the water running and tip-toed out of the shower to grab my knife off of the bench. Something shuffled and I heard the sound of a gun being loaded … the unmistakable sound of a magazine being slid into place. Maybe if I acted quickly, I’d still hold the thread of surprise … with that thought in mind, I jumped ran around the wall with a scream of rage. No way in hell I was going to die in a shower after surviving alone in the woods for over two years.
I rushed my attacker, brandishing my eight inch blade like it was a butcher knife. Jude stood there in such shock that when I had rushed him, he froze up. As soon as I collided with him, the gun was flung from his grasp. Much like the zombie I’d taken down earlier, the my momentum knocked us both off of our feet, with me landing on top of Jude with a loud and painful thud . Unlike the zombie take down, I didn’t drive my blade into Jude’s neck like I had the corpse, but I did bring it close enough to his jugular that if he even spoke too loudly he would have been choking on his own blood.
I sat on top of his body, my knife to his neck, and my face directly above his. His light brown eyes were wide and shocked … he still hadn’t had time to get pissed off yet. But it didn’t take long.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he hissed through his teeth. I tightened my grip on my knife and he immediately stiffened and then relaxed a fraction.
“Maybe you should tell me why you were sneaking around with a gun while you thought I was defenseless,” I countered. My hair was still soaking wet and it was dripping all around me, soaking through Jude’s white tee shirt. His eyes flashed angrily and a he clenched his jaw, causing a muscle to tick in his cheek.
“You think I’d sneak up and shoot and unarmed, naked girl in the shower?” he growled. “What kind of man do you think I am?” he ground out.
“I’m sure I don’t know,” I mentioned casually. “Oh! Wait … I do know.” I leaned forward until I was able to whisper in his ear. “You’re the type of guy that would tie a girl up, take away all her weapons, making her defenseless, and blind fold her during a zombie apocalypse.” I leaned back a fraction. “What were you doing then, Jude?” I asked.
“I was going to escort you back to your room, but you were still in the shower, so I was just going to leave your weapons here for you and come back later,” he said on an exhale. He seemed too tired to even care if I’d cut his throat. I blinked and then pulled back my knife just a little. “I was doing my job out there, Melody,” he sighed. I blinked again and realized how grossly I’d misread the situation.
“Shit,” I whispered, just before I removed my knife from Jude’s throat. Then it really hit me … I was friggin nude and sprawled on top of him. No matter what I did next, I’d show how much of an idiot I was. Jude must have realized where my thoughts had led me, because the biggest grin I’d ever seen spread across his face. Fuck
“Thank you, Jesus,” I moaned as the water cascaded over me. I don’t know how long I stood like that, but I know I my fingers were pruning up before I had the sense to snap out of my ecstasy and use the small bar of soap and shampoo to actually wash my body and hair. I scrubbed every nook and cranny of my body, spending extra time to work some conditioner into my mass of tangles. My little bubble of vacation burst abruptly when I heard a sound just outside of the showering area. Someone was right around the corner where the towels and clothes were kept. I left the water running and tip-toed out of the shower to grab my knife off of the bench. Something shuffled and I heard the sound of a gun being loaded … the unmistakable sound of a magazine being slid into place. Maybe if I acted quickly, I’d still hold the thread of surprise … with that thought in mind, I jumped ran around the wall with a scream of rage. No way in hell I was going to die in a shower after surviving alone in the woods for over two years.
I rushed my attacker, brandishing my eight inch blade like it was a butcher knife. Jude stood there in such shock that when I had rushed him, he froze up. As soon as I collided with him, the gun was flung from his grasp. Much like the zombie I’d taken down earlier, the my momentum knocked us both off of our feet, with me landing on top of Jude with a loud and painful thud . Unlike the zombie take down, I didn’t drive my blade into Jude’s neck like I had the corpse, but I did bring it close enough to his jugular that if he even spoke too loudly he would have been choking on his own blood.
I sat on top of his body, my knife to his neck, and my face directly above his. His light brown eyes were wide and shocked … he still hadn’t had time to get pissed off yet. But it didn’t take long.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he hissed through his teeth. I tightened my grip on my knife and he immediately stiffened and then relaxed a fraction.
“Maybe you should tell me why you were sneaking around with a gun while you thought I was defenseless,” I countered. My hair was still soaking wet and it was dripping all around me, soaking through Jude’s white tee shirt. His eyes flashed angrily and a he clenched his jaw, causing a muscle to tick in his cheek.
“You think I’d sneak up and shoot and unarmed, naked girl in the shower?” he growled. “What kind of man do you think I am?” he ground out.
“I’m sure I don’t know,” I mentioned casually. “Oh! Wait … I do know.” I leaned forward until I was able to whisper in his ear. “You’re the type of guy that would tie a girl up, take away all her weapons, making her defenseless, and blind fold her during a zombie apocalypse.” I leaned back a fraction. “What were you doing then, Jude?” I asked.
“I was going to escort you back to your room, but you were still in the shower, so I was just going to leave your weapons here for you and come back later,” he said on an exhale. He seemed too tired to even care if I’d cut his throat. I blinked and then pulled back my knife just a little. “I was doing my job out there, Melody,” he sighed. I blinked again and realized how grossly I’d misread the situation.
“Shit,” I whispered, just before I removed my knife from Jude’s throat. Then it really hit me … I was friggin nude and sprawled on top of him. No matter what I did next, I’d show how much of an idiot I was. Jude must have realized where my thoughts had led me, because the biggest grin I’d ever seen spread across his face. Fuck
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