Truth or Death?

Confusion

As we walked down the dark road in silence, Tessa looked at me, her eyes filled with concern.

"Don't look at me like that! I swear to god it was real!" I whined.

"Mhmm. because a pile of ash could stand as a zombie?" Faith mocked me.

"Fuck you!"

She turned her head after holding her hands up as in surrender.

"We believe you Ronnie. But its just shady. If you did get attacked, Where was the corpse?" Tessa asked.

It was real! or was it? Was my fear just taking over my mind? Was I dreaming? No, there wouldn't be blood on my shirt. What the hell happened back there?

"I think you just need to get some sleep." Faith said actually sounding concerned for once.

Why wouldn't they fucking believe me?! I wouldn't have sounded like I was being raped. Or worse, murdered.

We arrived at my house and we all stopped at the front porch.

Silence.

"Why don't you get some sleep and call me tomorrow?" Tessa implied.

"Yeah.." I said weakly

I walked inside and turned around as I waved them goodbye.

Walking upstairs I heard light mumbling and walked into my brothers room.

"Tyler?"

Looking around his room I looked at a big heap of boy lying on his bed. I rolled my eyes and smiled slightly. My brother was so.. so.. well.. full of himself. His room was practically empty except his bed, dresser, T.V., and racks full of music.

Well I guess he couldn't really mess up his room. Which is a plus if he had a girl friend.

My brother? With a girlfriend? I laughed. I mean, he had the looks.

He was about six foot. He has shaggy black hair that covers one eye that's usually spiked. He has hazel green eyes and has a pretty decent body. Not saying I'm gonna call my brother hot, but he does have a nice body.

I slowly closed the door and walked in my room when I froze in my tracks. It was trashed! My shit was everywhere! Clothes, homework, blankets, everything!

Walking through the rubble I growled to myself. Who would do this? I don't think anything was missing but, My t.v. was broken and my bed frame was destroyed. Okay now I'm pissed.

I pulled out my cell and dialed my mom, Sitting down on the bed. When I sat down I felt a breeze on my thigh. Shit I totally forgot about my ripped sweats. The ringing tone came on and I got my moms voicemail.

"Hi this is Amy, if your calling about the hot tub for sale in our back yard, leave your number and I'll get back to you, if not, I'll call you when I can, thanks!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Mom, its Ronnie. My room is trashed and I'm pretty sure someone was in the house. Where are you guys?" I hung up and set my phone on the bed.

As my room grew colder, I glared at my wide open window. Goose bumps rose across my skin. I looked out the window and saw the tree closest to me broken and flying around in the wind. I walked to my bed and picked up my phone and dialed Tessa.

"Hello?" she chimed in.

"Hey can I stay at tour place tonight?"

"Why what happened? are your parents fighting again?"

"No, But my room is trashed and I think someone got in my house and I don't feel safe."

"Yeah sure babe. come on over."

I hung up. Okay so first off, I know I got attacked by a zombie, but the corpse was missing. Well I don't know a whole lot about zombies, but I know enough to know that zombies don't disintegrate into ash. Unless its unlike any zombie I've heard about. Well, looks like I'll have to do some research to do. later. Second, Somebody was in my room. No doubt about it. Hopefully my mom called me back.

Why did I go into that damn house! Why couldn't I just listen to Josh?! Josh... I totally left him at school today. He had something else to tell me, but I cut him off and left. Wow. I was such a bitch.

As I began to tread down the stairs two at a time I decided to leave a note to whoever might be worrying about me.

'Dear... whoever might be reading. I went to Tessas, Love Ronnie."

With that I walked out the front door and hopped in my car, spead down the road to Tessas, and hit something...

Shit...