[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl":3,"chapter-surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-chapter-174":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Apocalypse With My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1745808,2231,"Chapter 174: Left behind","surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-chapter-174",174,"\u003Cp>I shoved past someone as I ran and didn’t even bother looking back to see if they fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila kept pace beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sounds behind us swelled louder with every second—boots hammering concrete, people shouting over each other, radios screeching with static and half-finished orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t need to turn around to know they were gaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shoved past another figure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soldier this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"MOVE IT!!\" I screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My shoulder slammed into his chest hard enough to spin him sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man hit the ground awkwardly, elbow scraping across concrete before he rolled onto his back with a grunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, all he could do was stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three figures disappearing into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even stand properly, more people rushed past him from behind—armed men, soldiers, civilians yelling over each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One nearly stepped on his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch it—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier scrambled for the radio clipped to his vest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We got a situation down at Mercer Block,\" he barked into it, breathing hard. \"Requesting all available units in the area.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, quieter—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...be careful. Some of them got guns.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time we hit the rooftop access, my lungs burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold air slammed into my face as I shoved the metal door open hard enough for it to bang against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city stretched around us in uneven rooftops and dim floodlights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many places to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many places to get cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ran anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila moved beside me smoothly despite the chaos, blonde hair snapping behind her as she kept pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi’s footsteps sounded worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloppier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was falling behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I risked one glance over my shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bad idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Figures were already pouring onto the rooftop behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of Bill’s men. Looks of sheer determination on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One almost slipped trying to level his rifle while running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ssshit,\" I hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunshots cracked across the rooftops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were too high, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets sparked off concrete nowhere near us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people had numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the dangerous part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not discipline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many to count on 10 fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>IknewBill could shoot. Nobody would have the kind of respect they had for him if he didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Probably Harry too. Maybe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But neither of them were up here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the men chasing us clicked his gun once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idiot tried reloading while sprinting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magazine slipped from his hand immediately and skidded across the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I almost laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I reallydidn’thave much to worry about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I jumped first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next rooftop came up fast beneath me as my shoes slammed against gravel and loose concrete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slid a little on landing but caught myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila landed cleaner beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"FUCK!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of fucking course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun around fast enough to wrench something in my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body hung halfway off the ledge, fingers barely clinging to the concrete edge while her legs kicked over open air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty feet down minimum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit! Naomi!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sprinted back toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila stopped too, but slower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like every second spent helping Naomi physically hurt her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back on the first roof, the man finally grabbed his magazine and fumbled it toward the gun with shaking hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lila!\" I shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi’s fingers slipped slightly over the concrete, genuine panick contorting over her face as she looked to us frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit—...shit shit! IMFUCKINGSLIPPING!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"LILA, HELP HER!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I screamed it this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something dark flashed across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like to her, helping Naomi for even a split second was somehow equivalent to jumping in a fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy behind us was still struggling with the reload, muttering curses under his breath while trying to jam the magazine in properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rushed past Lila and dropped beside Naomi myself, grabbing her wrist hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—\" Naomi kept muttering, breath frantic as her grip slipped slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hauled hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My shoulder screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila finally grabbed Naomi’s other arm after a second of hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together we dragged her back onto the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi collapsed flat against the concrete, breathing like she’d just outrun death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which she had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind us—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"C’mon...c’mon...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy finally got the magazine in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard the click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"MOVE!\" I snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We ran again just as another shot cracked behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on...stay still...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man slowed to one knee, trying to steady his aim despite how badly his chest heaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rooftops ahead were empty now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three figures had already disappeared behind another building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered the gun slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figures behind him had caught up after a moment of silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them looked at the man, before scoffing, scratching his eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie sat perfectly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the worst part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People kept flooding into the quarters around her while she sat there on the edge of the couch with dried tears tight against her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices overlapped endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They couldn’t have gone far—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Check the roofs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lock the lower streets down!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Somebody get more ammo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of all of it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jackson kept coughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every sound made her stomach twist harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men crowded around him trying to stop the bleeding while Saul hovered nearby looking half insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie couldn’t stop staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt torn open right down the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jackson bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lila stabbing someone like it meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was staying behind the right choice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she even have a right choice anymore?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did it feel like no matter what she picked, somebody ended up bleeding on the floor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And who the fuck might you be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice snapped through her thoughts violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gun clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie looked up slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stood over her with a pistol pointed straight at her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was smug. His eyes seemed dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jeeeeesus Christ,\" he muttered. \"You look like a fucking mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wipe the fucking snot from your nose when I’m talking to you, yeah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She obeyed automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scared her more than the gun did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something twisted painfully in her chest afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long enough to make her skin crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was trying to decide what kind of insult suited her best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re unfamiliar,\" he said finally. \"I don’t know you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does anybody know this chick?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room had gone strangely quiet around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what this was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that made people shut up automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look,\" he sighed, \"we’re kinda in the middle of something here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes dragged down her body openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You got nice tits and all, but right now you’re kinda pissing me the fuck off with that look on your face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gun pressed against her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m gonna ask you again,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the fuck are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie opened her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get your gun away from her, Bill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room shifted immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill turned around slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did Cherie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul stood there clutching his injured hand against his chest, face pale from blood loss and grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, Saul. That’s you?\" Bill said casually. \"Didn’t even notice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul grimaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this supposed to be your bitch or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrel slid slowly down Cherie’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost affectionate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My, she’s sexy,\" Bill murmured. \"Dare I say fuckable without all that gunk on her face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t push it, Bill,\" Saul snapped, taking a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every gun in the room turned toward him instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including Bill’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confusion flickered across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Real anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck are you people doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill studied him for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see, Saul...\" he said slowly, \"I don’t know if it’s because I ain’t seen you in a long time, but I’m having a real hard time trusting you right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul’s face darkened immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean...\" Bill continued, shrugging slightly, \"you were in the room with the people we’re hunting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flicked toward Jackson briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your brother too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back to Cherie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So was her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie’s breathing started shaking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So I’m gonna ask one more time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed the gun harder against her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But this time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes shifted toward Saul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The question’s for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence swallowed the room whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the fuck is she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill’s smile widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because to me...\" he murmured, \"it kinda looks like she was one of his friends who just got left behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie shut her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if that’s the case...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gun clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I may just have to start my revenge with her first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul jerked forward instantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hands grabbed him from behind before he could move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"LET GO OF ME—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cherie’s breathing broke apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Painfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1521,"2026-06-06T16:52:01.117Z",1,"novelbin.me","1b5b78e6e125b2aea8140d5de9bd7406707192e333dbe47742058e0901ea5696","surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-chapter-30","surviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-chapter-29",202,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-apocalypse-with-my-yandere-ex-girl-cover.jpg"]