The Converted

Chapter Four

Hailey's POV

I was listening to the loud thudding and feeling the vibration of it as I was sat on the chair which was blocking the door for more safety. I got up from the chair and went downstairs to grab a pen and paper to write two notes. One for the front door and one for Heather, who was still banging her fist against the door. I found a blue felt tip pen first, followed by some sheets of paper. I sat down in the living room and began writing the note. 

The first note said this: "I have gone out to get some help. My girlfriend is infected with something and is craving blood. Do not let her out." 

Then, I began to think about what to write on the second note. For Heather. Fuck, what do I say to her...she might not be able to read the fucking thing because she's obviously not herself. It's worth a shot, right?

So, after some careful thinking, I wrote down; "Babe, I'm going out to get help. I'll try and be back asap. I love you." 

I folded Heather's note in half and went upstairs, moving the chair to the side as I slipped the note under the door, and the thudding stopped as I assumed that she was reading the note. 

Then, she let out a loud hiss which made me quickly move the chair back in it's place, and slipped on some shoes which happened to be Heather's flats, as we both had the same sized feet which was a size 7 and I went over to the note I had written for the front door and went outside of the house to put the note just in the letter box, but not too in as it would go through. 

Suddenly, I realised that the bedroom windows weren't locked and were big enough for anyone, naming Heather to go down. I didn't have enough time, so I began running as fast as I could to get the help that she needed. 

About an hour of searching and I had nobody to go to. The doctors were busy and so was the closest hospital. They were seeing patients with the same bite marks when I went in. They told me to come back with Heather, but once I said that she was craving blood and tried to bite me twice, they couldn't help as it would be too dangerous as she was in 'biting mode'. 

So, I went back home, my legs were exhausted from walking so I walked. 

But when I did get back home, I noticed that the bedroom window was wide open and there was a bloody hand print on the front door window pane. Oh my god, she found a random stranger and took them in the house. 

Out of curiosity though, I went over to the front window and saw the state of Heather, who was looking at the mess that she made, proud of herself until she looked up to see me. Her eyes were a dark shade of red, and her mouth and chin was covered in human blood. 

Then, a young woman came up to her, who was the same. Bloodied from head to fucking toe.

She whispered something into her ear, and Heather agreed by nodding her head. 

What did she just agree to?