A Zombie Story

*Note: I really appreciate all the support. Enjoy the gore....*

Breakfast was eaten in silence. As Evan looked over his family, he couldn’t believe they were all still alive. Well, they were…his family anyway…but his neighbors, friends…he thought about his friend Jeremy who was just with them the night before but now gone.

No sun was shining through the large kitchen windows because they had earlier been boarded up. Some of the glass had been smashed but mostly it was to prevent any “unwanted” from finding them inside. The kitchen was a mess. Anything that wasn’t completely broken was covered in blood, including the floor. Evan turned to his mom who had her face down over a cold cup of instant coffee. Her face was slightly gray, as if she were one of the dead. But no one was really dead anymore. Looking at his youngest brother Edward, he suddenly felt like crying. What kind of life would his little brother have now? Would he even survive this? At least Richard has a chance. He’s practically an adult already, plus he can fight. Looking at his younger brother he felt pride over what he had seen him do the night before.

Evan eyed his dad. A heavy weight settled into his stomach. His dad looked so fragile, as if all his bones could break at the smallest touch. He knew he would have to step up for the family now. He knew they would be looking to him for guidance.

He jumped up from the table so abruptly that his youngest brother and mom both squeaked with fright. He felt disgusted with how frightened they were. There was no room to be scared any more. He stalked through the ransacked house and stopped at the front window to scan the streets for survivors. Their house sat at the fork of two streets so it was a good place to keep look out. As he stood there darkness came over his eyes as he thought about what his family had just been through.

* Evan had only come in for the weekend. He had never planned on an extended stay. The night before he was to leave, the family sat around flipping through channels on the TV. News reports were starting to come on so Edward, the youngest, was complaining loudly that they could always put in a movie. Everyone ignored him except their mom who thought a movie was a great idea and said that she had the perfect romantic comedy to put on. Edward stopped complaining.

Something on the news caught Evan’s eye. It was just a flash of a picture before their dad flipped the channel but it just didn’t look right. He thought something looked wrong. Just when he was telling his dad to change it back someone banged against the door.

“Evan! Evan, open up! I need you man...PLEASE!!!” Evan ran to the door and opened it to find his best friend. They had just seen each other earlier that day when they caught up over lunch. Jeremy was husky built and always smiling, but right now he looked deflated and beaten up.

“Jeremy, what the fuck happened?”

“I don’t know man! I was just out having a drink and on my way back I hit something with my car…” Jeremy slumped against the wall.

“Your LEG! It looks almost chewed off! What the hell happened to you?”