Dead Bite

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Jorel looked at Jolie. Before Craig left Jorel caught up to him and tapped his shoulder making him turn around.
Jorel grabbed his beer.
“You don’t deserve this.” He said before pushing him out the door and drank his beer.
“Major douche.” George sighed.
Leo ran upstairs following Jolie.
“Hey..”

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“Hey..” Jolie said, wiping her tears. She was tearing up pictures of her and Craig. “Sorry you had to hear all that.”

“God he’s such a douche...” Jordon said.

“Honestly, poor girl.” Dylan sighed. He grabbed another beer and opened it before looking at George. “Are you going to go in there all macho and white knight on a horse and save her?” He teased him.

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Leo sat down next to Jolie.
“Are you okay?” She wrapped her arms around her new friend, giving her a hug.
“He didn’t seem that cool.. at least now we’re with the HU guys maybe you can hook up with them.” She tried to cheer her up.

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George laughed.
“I mean, i can.. But Leo’s already up there.” He pointed up.

Jorel shrugged.
“And? Get up there.” He encouraged George. George got up and went upstairs.
“Uhhh Jolie..” He called out.
“I don’t know where you guys are!” He kept yelling walking slowly down the hallway

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Jolie laughed, “Yeah, maybe.” She said and heard George calling. “In here!” She called and watched him come in a moment later.

She looked at Leo. “Thanks Leo.” She said, hugging her.

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“I kind of hope we run into him again and he’s all zombified and then we can blow his brains out.” Jordon said.

“Wow, Jordon, such vivid imagery.” Dylan laughed but agreed.

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Leo smiled and walked out of the room back downstairs.

“Listen, that sounds pretty solid.” Jorel laughed and looked over.
“Ayyy! Wanna beer?” He offered one to Leo as she parked her ass next to him. She smiled and took the beer opening it and taking a drink.

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George nervously laughed.
“You have a great taste in tools.” He snickered a bit before looking around her room.
“ So ... seems like you like us.” He said walking up to a poster of there band.
“I look like a fucking idiot.” He laughed.

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“Is she okay?” Jordon asked Leo, flashing his white charming smile.

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Jolie laughed, “no you don’t. You look sexy as hell. You’re my favorite member, next to Funnyman and Charlie.” She said, resisting the urge to use their real names.

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Leo nodded and smiled a bit, taking a drink.

“Are you always this quiet or?” Jorel asked.

She shrugged.

“Not typically.” She said quietly.

Jorel stood up and threw his hands in the air

“SHE SPEAKS!”

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George turned around and smiled.

“I’m your favorite?” He laughed.

“Funny is usually everyone’s favorite, with his ravashing hair and perfect smile.” He said placing his hand on his heart.

“He’s truly Daddy.” He busted laughing.

“So how.. much are you into us? You know our names I assume?”

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Jordon and Dylan laughed. “She probably just doesn’t want to speak to you, ese.” Dylan said with a smirk.

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“He definitely is daddy but so are you.” Jolie winked and nodded. “I do, yes.”

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Jorel flipped him off.

Leo laughed.

“I’m just quiet, kinda getting over something..” she said quietly.

“Might I ask who? Assuming it’s a boy.”

Leo nodded.

“The death of my twin brother.” She leaned back into the couch and sighed.

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George laughed.

“Ahhh, that’s great.” He walked over to Jolie and gave her a big hug.

“Feeling better mami?” He asked.

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The guys got quiet whenever she said that. “Oh wow um, we’re really sorry...what happened to him?” Jordon asked.

“Jordon that’s rude.” Dylan said, punching his arm.

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Jolie was screaming on the inside but she contained herself. “Yes I am, I just can’t believe he cheated on me with my best friends...I mean I can, I had an idea, but I tried to ignore it.” She sighed.

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Leo smiled a bit.

“It’s okay.” She sighed a bit before gulping down the tears.

“He well.. he committed suicide, um, two weeks ago. And I blame myself. I should have known.” She sighed again.

“I was at your show, because you guys were.. err, are our favorite band and we went to damn near all your shows VIP..” she started. She paused for a second and looked at Jordon.

“I believe it was you, Charlie, that told him to stay strong. It’s like you knew he was emotionally struggling, and honestly.. I thought that would save him.”

Jorel looked at Jordon.

“Well.. I’m so sorry for your loss, Leo.” He turned back to her.

“It’s fine, really.” She forced a smile. It wasn’t fine.

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George sat next to her.

“Look ma, if he can’t stay faithful to a hot mamacita like you, you deserve a hell of a lot better. You can do better.” He flashed a smile.

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“Shit, that was him?” Jordon said. “I remember him, I remember talking to Johnny afterwards about being worried about him.” He sighed, squeezing her shoulder. “I’m sorry mami.”

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Jolie smiled, “thank you, Geo- I mean Johnny...i appreaciate it.” She said, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

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"I mean, don't get me wrong, you really made his day. He was a schizophrenic as well, and suffered from depression. He made it one more month before..." She trailed off, and looked down.

"Before he shot himself.." She sighed.

"Okay, let's change the subject.. It's a sore subject.." Jorel saidm sighing a bit.
"Beer?" He questioned.

Lep smiled and took the beer opening it and drinking it.

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"Oi mamacita, you have soft lips." He smiled.

"You're welcome, Jolie. It's okay, to call me George. You're pretty cool." He smiled before taking her hand and leading her downstairs.

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“Uh oh, they’re holding hands.” Dylan said to Danny when they saw George and Jolie coming downstairs.

“Feel better?” Jordon asked as he handed each of them a beer.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Jolie said with a smile. “If you guys are hungry, I can make us some food.” She said.

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George smacked Dylan as he walked passed and grabbed a beer.
"It ain't nothing. I was comforting the lady, okay?" He winked at Jolie.

"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOD" Jorel yelled.
"I'm starving.... for people!" Jorel chuckled and looked around.
"What? Too soon?" He said.

George slapped him upside the head.
"If you don't shut up. I swear." George said, laughing.

Leo laughed.

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“I’ll get something started, Leo, you wanna help me?” Jolie asked her new friend.

She figured they could just hide out here to be safe, unless the zombies start overtaking the neighborhood.

“Guess what, he let me call him George.” Jolie said whenever they were alone. “And he hugged me!”

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“I’m surprised you didn’t fuck her.” Dylan said as he looked at George.

“Not all of us are like you, Dylan, and jump in bed with the first girl we see.” Danny said.

“You don’t jump into bed with anyone, Danny.” Jordon said.

“Not true, I jumped into bed with your mom last night.” Danny said.

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“He What!?” Leo squeaked.
“That’s amazing!” She trued not to be too loud.
She started grabbing food and making a nice salad.

“So.. I can’t cook..” she laughed at herself.

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George and Jorel died of laughter.

“ I don’t fuck on the first date.” George laughed.

“So you datin now?” Jorel chuckled.

“Nah fam. But I let her call me George. She called Dylan Daddy so. That was awkward. Turns out she’s a super fan.” George said drinking his beer

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“It’s okay, a salad is good.” Jolie said as she started making some chicken breast. “Which do you think is better, potatoes or rice?” She asked Leo.

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“She’s not wrong.” Dylan smirked. “I am daddy.”

“Whatever, Dylan.” Jordon laughed.

“I wonder if she’ll let us stay here.” Danny said.

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Leo giggled slightly.

“It’ll be the best damn salad they’ve ever had.” She laughed.

“Hmm, with chicken? Rice!” She said with a smile.

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Jorel rolled his eyes.

“Dylan.. really.” He snickered a bit.

George looked over at Danny.

“Well she isn’t going to put us out there with.. THOSE things.” He replied.

“Zombies.” Jorel corrected him.

“We don’t know what they are!” George said

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Jolie smiled and started the rice as she seasoned the chicken. “So I guess we’re all staying here for a while, until we figure out what this shit is.”

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“Definitely zombies.” Danny said.

“Don’t feed into his fantasy.” Jordon said with a sigh.

Dylan grabbed the remote and turned the tv on. There were news reports on every channel, already describing the attacks in the Northern part of California and also the surrounding states.

“Jesus Christ..” Jordon breathed out and opened another beer.