All I could do was run.
Run as fast as my legs would take me. That's all anyone who survived could do. These things were everywhere. Literally. It was worse in the city, and out in the woods they were spread out. But still just as dangerous.
But I, being the huge idiot I am, decided to go back to the city for a supply run and accidentally attracted a hoard of them. My group was waiting for me just outside of Atlanta, waiting for the guns, the ammo, and food I fought hard for.
Damn, they picked the wrong person to get this shit!
My legs are about to give out, but I know I'm close enough to the camp. I can see the red flags I nailed to the trees coming to an end. I look back to see that the hoard had grown.
"HEY!" I scream as loud as I possibly could while waving my hands frantically in the air. I scream a few more times, before I see Sam, my boyfriend, running towards me with his gun in hand. The rest of the group runs behind him, starting to shoot the rotting corpses.
I ran behind everyone and into my tent, tripping over my tired and word feet. I crawled to my sleeping bag and grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it down.
I poured the rest of my water on my head, and laid down while my breath slowed down. I knew I should be outside, helping to get rid of the monsters. But my body would not move for the life of it.
I closed my eyes for a few seconds but then shot open when I heard four creepers come into my tent, getting ready to attack me. I ran across the tent, grabbing my pistol. I shot three of them, but the forth one got a really good grip on my right forearm. I aimed and pulled the trigger, only to hear a clicking sound. I panicked, kicking and screaming, before the blood from the monster splattered all over my face.
It dropped to the ground, revealing Sam gasping for air. "Oh my god, Sam." I praised. I ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his torso. Right when I was going to tell him how much I loved and appreciated him, he got ripped out of my embrace, and torn into.
"Sam!!!" I screamed and cried, watching him bleed everywhere. He yelled for help, but we all knew that nothing could be done. I grabbed the gun off the ground that Sam was using and shot the creepers in the head. I ran next to Sam, holding him while he tried holding on to the little sliver of life he had left.
"Sam... Please don't leave me here alone. I can't do this on my own." I begged, even though I knew nothing could save him. If you get bit or scratched, you turn. That's how this new world works. I rubbed his cheeks and kissed his forehead while softly singing his favorite song, "Hold On" by Tom Waits.
"You gotta Hold On, Hold On.
You've gotta Hold On.
Take my hand, standing right here we've gotta Hold On."
"Go," Sam choked out. "Kill me, then go. Find a different group. Promise me you will survive this thing." He says, a few tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I promise, Sam. I promise." I repeatedly told him. I hugged him as tight as I could. I lost my family... Now this? Hell, my whole group is probably dying right now. What the hell am I going to do?
"I... I love you. So much." Sam choked, taking his last breath, before his body went limp and numb in my arms.
"Sam?" I shook him gently, hoping he didn't die just yet. But I knew to well, he was gone. I kissed his lips softly, as if he could feel it, and laid him on the ground. I grabbed his gun again, pulling the trigger before my thoughts got to me.
I grabbed my sleeping bag and covered him, trying not to look at him. i heard the moans and groans getting louder every second, so I acted fast and got some necessities. I grabbed my throwing knives, three bottles of water, five cans of vegetables, and my pistol with more ammo.
I looked around once more, and grabbed the picture of when Sam came on a cruise with me and my family. I shoved it in my pocket and went out the back of the tent. I looked back at Sam, and whispered, "I love you too." Then I ran away.
'I could always come back and get more once the creepers wonder off.' I though to myself.If only I knew I would never see this camp or my group again.
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Author's note-
Sooo I decided to write a zombie Fanfiction cuz I'm sorta a nerd haha! The Walking Dead characters will take place In this in the next chapter. Sorry this one is short, I'm exhausted! The future chapters will be much longer. Anyways, I hope this was a good filler!Comment, vote and keep reading!
~Korina
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