For Fairness, She Let Me Die

During a zombie clearing mission, I got infected protecting my team. My girlfriend, Chloe, who was also our captain, used “fairness” as an excuse to give the only antidote to a team member who’d snuck out and gotten infected. Her eyes red, she promised me: “Alex, trust me. I’ll find an antidote for you within the three-day incubation period.” I gritted my teeth against the searing pain burning inside me and nodded. The next day, she actually did bring back an antidote. But just a second before the serum could be injected into my veins, Brandon, a team member who’d never even left the camp, suddenly frowned. “Chloe, my head hurts so bad… I’m so scared I might be infected.” Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Chloe didn’t hesitate. She handed that antidote to Brandon. “Brandon is a team member. If something happens to him, it means I’m an incompetent captain.” “Alex, you’re the deputy captain, and my boyfriend. For the sake of fairness, I have to give the medicine to Brandon.” I saw the flicker of triumph in Brandon’s eyes and Chloe’s unyielding expression. I almost laughed–a bitter, furious laugh. For fairness? Fine. She’ll soon realize she’s nothing without me.