Chapter 2: Blood-Soaked Jacket

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-Kyleigh's POV-

I abruptly wake up to a scream from downstairs and a loud crash that sounds like glass breaking. I immediately sit up and reach for my knife.

"What was that?" Erica whispers as she sits up.

"I have no idea," I quietly reply. I creep over to the door and gently push it open, hearing more commotion coming from downstairs.

I look across the hallway and see Shawn also walking out of his room with his knife in hand. 

"Where's Niall?" I question. Shawn shrugs and then his eyes widen in realization, "Shit."

We both rush down the stairs and see the back door is completely shattered, pieces of glass everywhere. There is blood trailing across the kitchen counter and two dead bodies on the floor. I instantly see Niall on the ground, struggling to fight off a zombie. Shawn takes action, rushing to Niall's side and stabbing the zombie in the back of the head, causing the body to fall limp on Niall. Niall turns and shoves the zombie off before sitting up. Shawn offers his hand, which Niall gratefully takes to fully stand up.

"Thanks," He says out of breath.

"What happened?" I ask, looking around to make sure no more zombies are in the house.

Niall takes a second to catch his breath, "I woke up to a few noises coming from downstairs, so I decided to investigate. Some dude broke the lock to the front door," Niall explains, pointing to the entrance, "As soon as he saw me, he used a hammer to break the back door and ran. The noise must have drawn the walkers."

"I knew this place wasn't safe anymore. We should have left days ago," Erica sighs.

Shawn nods in agreement, "We have to leave now, especially with our front lock broken and the back door completely exposing us. Plus, we haven't found any new food in, what, two days?"

I look outside and see it's starting to get light out, "We should pack any supplies we have now and leave as soon as the sun comes up," I decide.

Everyone agrees and starts to move. All of a sudden Niall curses, "Fuck. The bastard stole the rest of our food."

I look around and notice that Niall's bag is missing, which immediately worsens my mood.

"Well I guess we know what our main goal is for today," Erica replies. We all go back upstairs and pack the few items we have. I decide to look in the closet and I find a light jacket that is way too big, but will do the job. I grab another jacket for Erica and toss it her way. 

"I know it's warm out during the day, but it can't hurt to have extra layers, especially at night," I say.

She nods, "Thanks."

We do a quick scan of our room and meet the boys out in the hallway.

"Got everything?" Shawn asks.

"I think so," I say. We walk back downstairs and see the sun starting to come above the trees.

"Goodbye house. You have served us well," Niall jokingly salutes. Erica and I quietly laugh as we walk down the backyard stairs. We walk through a large hole in the fence and start our journey to firstly find food, but also to find shelter. We walk for about two hours with Erica and Niall leading the way, and Shawn and I walking directly behind them.

"I'm so hungry," Niall quietly groans as his stomach growls.

"I could go for a Wawa sandwich right now," Erica slightly smiles.

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