Stydia - walker

The walk - 2

"I need you to tell me right now what is happening. Because I'm freaking out." Lydia told Stiles with a shaky voice. "Did. You. Find. Allison?"

"Look, I have no clue what her name is but we found a girl down at a town called beacon hills or something. Maybe it's Allison, I don't know. And I need you to calm down, okay? Everything is going to be all right as long as you're here with me." He gripped her hand tightly and looked into her deep green eyes. "Okay?"
"Okay." She acctually felt comfort looking into his brown eyes and have him hold her hand like he'd never let it go. It made her stop thinking of the grey, dirty surrounding. She heard a disgusting, groaning slash moaning sound from a distance and Stiles seemed to hear it aswell.
"Oh no. They catched our smell. We need to keep going."
"What? Is that a zomb-"she didn't get to end the sentence because of Stiles dragging her drastically with him as he started jogging. Lydia could barely keep up with him but tried her best not to seem weak. She was scared the zombie might get her, even though it sounded like it was kinda far away. Stiles made a turn to the left and then to the right, then to the right again after another one to the left. He held his bat the whole time, which made her feel a little relief but that was nothing compared to how scared she was.
"Get under here!" He yelled and lifted the bottom of a fence from the dry ground. She went through it quickly, causing a big, deep cut on her under arm and the hospital robe she was wearing got torn at some places. It hurted like hell, it felt like someone just stabbed her in it or something. It had started to bleed aswell. She sat behind the fence whilist Stiles smashed zombie heads at the other side and got covered in blood. She then suddenly felt tired, and everything went black.