Ava And Ivy

13 (Ivy In Danger)

A/n I was rewriting this chapter and it was good but it was IN THE WRONG TENSE😭 so off I go to work

*Ava's POV*

I stood panting, leaning against the closed gate trying to comprehend what was happening.

First of all being the loud explosion I had heard which was followed by the distraction siren, and the fact that this could mean so many things.

Such as Ivy being in danger.

Crap.

I basically ran all the way up to the tree house, even jumping over the water to go faster. I jumped up the ladder and grabbed my phone, just managing to press the call button. I waited for her to answer, but it went to voicemail.

"Oh no," I tried to push back the panic, but with the siren ringing in my ears in the background I couldn't. I bit my lip and slid to the floor, trying to magic up something I could do.

I ran across the street, only my bat and phone with me. The siren finally was quieting down and the zombies were far more distracted by the noise than my presence, leaving me to wander the street safely. I climbed roofs time to time in order to check for her, or Reese but nothing caught my eye and I began to suspect the worst.

I walked along the street at last, my feet aching and my eyes blurry from tears. Maybe I was the only one left. Maybe I needed to survive on my own from now on. And that single thought hurt beyond words.

*Ivy's POV*

I staggered along the streets, towards what I felt was the correct direction. I didn't know why, I just needed to move. To keep going. Trust my instincts.

My eyes were closed and stung, and my right arm was dripping with what I could only assume was blood. One of my legs was completely numb and I could barely shove it forward to keep dragging my pathetic body forth.

I was in an amount of pain I would have never thought possible, let alone something I'd end up experiencing. All I wished to do was to lie down and fall asleep, even if that meant I would never wake up again.

But my instincts kept me going. Where? I had not the faintest idea.

The voices in my head battled over what to do, making my head ache. But I kept going.

After what seemed like an eternity I noticed a shape in the distance that resembled something alive.

I tried to shout out for help, but I wasn't sure if the words even escaped my mouth or if I was just imagining it.

Soon my legs gave in under me and I fell to the ground, limp. There wasn't a reason to keep going anymore.

*Ava's POV*

I stopped dead in my tracks. A zombie was basically crawling to me, silent and evidently in pain. It felt off, because it was clutching its bloody limbs, and emotion was not usual in these creatures. Even worse, the zombie seemed to have the same hair and face of Ivy, even when covered in bruises, dirt and cuts as well as a concerning amount of blood.

It was overwhelming. I had no idea if I could kill my own friend. If I should even try to.

I watched her collapse, and slowly made my way to her. The real teller would be her eyes. Zombies had black pits where the eyes should be, as if their pupil had covered the whole thing.

I leaned down and used my bat to prop up her chin without getting too close. Her eyes flickered open for just barely a moment, and they were as green as leaves in spring.

I sighed.

"Thank the gods." my voice broke and I bend down to her, a shaky smile on my face in relief. Tears fell down my cheeks as picked her up.

Stop. Stop it. Stop crying.

I carried her all the way back, only stopping once to get back my breath and rest my arms and legs. When we were back in the garden only then I allowed myself to break down and cry until no more tears would come out.

I checked Ivy's pulse and tried CPR, but all I got was a few shaky breaths and coughs. I washed her face, hoping the cold would wake her, but she continued being unconscious.

I finally grabbed a blanket and placed it over her, and sat there, thinking about the shock the day had thrown at me, before I collapsed into sleep at three in the morning out of complete exhaustion.