*A/N: I'm sorry for how bad the first chapters are, I did edit them a little, but the chapters tend to get better as they progress. I hope you enjoy! :)*
Jake's POV
I was with Amy, my wife, when it all sank in. We had a small group of our little family consisting of my father, mother, Amy, our twins, and I. Amy and I had gone on a run and left the rest of our group at our "camp" which was just my parents house. We were returning back to the house when I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach.
Let me take you back about a month before this. We had heard the stories of people dying, coming back to life, and attacking, eating anything alive, no matter the connection. Brothers eating brothers, owners eating pets, parents eating children...
Anyone who was, no, is infected goes after anything with a pulse. We never really thought it would get this bad, we thought the CDC would find a cure or it would just blow over. We never expected for it to get this bad... It's sick, and my faith was pretty shaky when things started getting worse, then it was totally gone after what happened that day.
As I said before, Amy and I were returning to my parents and our bundles of joy. One of the happiest days of my life, three and a half years before this plague, Tommy and Gabby were born.
We pulled up into the drive way of my parent's home. An uneasy feeling still settled deep down into my gut
Amy and I heard *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* and the cries of a baby.
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Walkers
Fanfiction(This story was previously posted on @ILoveDaryl25, but since this is my new account, I'm posting it on here along with the sequel to this story! :) ) This is the story of Jake and Amy's hardships of the zombie apocalypse, meeting new survivors and...
