Kenopsia - Chapter 66: Chapter 66

I watched the chickens explore their new enclosure from the outside of it with the rooster strutting through in as if he owned it already.
I leaned my head against the metal bars of the gates, this had been an eventful morning.
"Sheesh no need to be angry." The child told me when I basically stomped out of school and hoped over the wall.
"No need?! You were supposed to come back before sunset!" I jabbed my finger into her chest. "You listen to my rules if you want to say here!"
"Hey that hurts." She rubbed the spot. "Look it was late so I slept before coming back I was ti--" "I DON'T CARE!!" I yelled, making her flinch.
I took a breath, passing a hand on my face.
"When I tell you to do something you do it! Go it?! It is asked of you for a reason or you can just leave!!"
"Okay..." She whispered, her voice meek.
"I actually worry about you dammit!! Do you have any idea who I lost?! No?? Look at the damned wall on the back of the school!! Every single person that died be it because of me or that I knew!! I remember them all!! Don't fucking force me to add your name on there you idiotic brat!!"
"I am becoming my father." I covered my face in my hands and sighed in them, heavily.
After that we hadn't talked, I left her, dragging the chicken here and being here since then and I don't know what she did but I needed to cool off.
I can't take it, it feels like I need to cry, that damned stinging in your eyes and yet nothing came, why have I just lost the ability to let it out?
Stupid question.... I have no time to cry in the grand scheme of things, I don't have the right, I cannot stop and take a breather, not with the husks I shot with my way here and their many brothers and sisters prowling the earth.
All I can do is keep it in until it breaks when not even the world can stop it from flooding out, when no husk or survival matters anymore.... And it is tiring.
I banged my head on the bars, glaring at the chicken who dared to look at me as if she was judging me and my choices.
I can't become my father.... Nor anyone else.... Dammit... The real Andy already died, I am nothing but a husk of the old me.... Don't make me kill what little humanity that I still have left because of what happens around me.... Don't make this husk kill the brat of a child it is supposed to help survive...
"I am no better then you." I told the husk that I heard this time, it was walking weirdly which sounded different from the usual so I picked it out before he got in my field of vision.
Nowadays, despite them refusing to drop dead again, many of them already sported injuries to some parts of themselves from bumps and stuff they walked into and now most of them were at least in small groups since with time passing hoards are forming, they move to noise mostly and well groaning husks make noise.... So this lone straggle was easily picked out of the normal of this day and age.
"I am nothing but a being on auto-pilot." I pulled the eternal equipment on: the mask up, the goggles down and gloves on.... Before I swung at the slack jawed husk.
I hurt my knuckles but who cares, my hand is like 95% healed, it won't do more damage.
I did what I did many times before, stomped my shoo in the from of its skull while the back of it exploded like a watermelon and sprayed brains in a small radius around it.
"Another pair of shoes to soak in the disinfectant." I grumbled. "I will not let you turn me more into you... I will be a human."
I sighed, pulling out another of the things I always had on me from my pocket, trusty lighter.
I lit the clothes on fire and stayed long enough to be sure the fire wouldn't spread before walking away.
Seems like today's danger is not the undead but human nature... And only a human can fix the mistakes that were done today.