Oblivion {n.h.}

Chapter 22.

"COMING IN HARD!" I yell for everyone in the house to hear.

Just as I say it the truck plows right through the gate as if it was paper, and screeches to a halt as it gets a few yards away from the house. The sound of metal against metal freaking together makes me bring me hands up to my ears and scream in order to block out the noise.

Two men hop out and run towards the house. Steven snipes one of the men, him falling to the ground as the other makes his way to the house.

The gates to the house stand wide open and broken for anyone or anything to walk right in.

Jacob's voice booms over a megaphone from inside the truck while another man hops out of the truck and stands next to his obvious leader in the vehicle.

"All you have to do is hand over the girls and I take who I want, it's that simple." He yells over, a hint of sarcasm and evil laced in his voice.

The ugly boy hops out of the driver's seat of the truck, and stands next to his assistant wearily.

"LET HER GO." I hear Emily scream from downstairs. The man who had made it inside the house has grabbed Lottie and is carrying her to Jacob from the porch.

No one downstairs bothered to do anything as Charlotte was kicking and crying in the large man's arms. I'd figured Louis would be out there and on him in seconds, but no one stirred.

I take off from my position, pulling the pistol out from the back of my pants and load it before I run down the stairs.

"DANIELLE NO." Steven yells after me, making Jacob look up at the window. Steven crawls back to his position cursing under his breath.

I run past Josh at the front window hearing a "DAMMIT." As he fails to grab me before I'm out the door.

I point my pistol at Jacob and slowly walk forward. "Let her go." I threaten, the pistol dead set on his brain.

"Aw there she is." Jacob says in a baby voice as if I look pitiful. "I said let. her. the fuck. go." I tell him more sternly this time.

He just laughs and before I knew it, someone pins my hands behind my back and takes my gun. I grunt in frustration and he throws me on my knees right next to Lottie. I give her a look, and mouth her a little 'I'm sorry, I love you' before looking straight again.

"Now, go get me another pretty one." Jacob orders the same man.

The henchman goes straight for Carly, and I'd wished Steven had each and every one of these men's heads cut off in seconds; if only.

"NO." Emily screams before shooting the man in the face. I feel the man behind me tense up and Jacob is basically steaming in anger now.

"GOD DAMMIT YOU STUPID BITCH." Jacob yells at Emily. "I DIDNT WANT TO HAVE TO DO THIS." Jacob reaches into my belt-loop and grabs my machete from out of its case. My breath hitches in my throat and my eyes begin to fill with tears, this isn't happening.

The 'shing' of metal is to be heard as he stands over Lottie. My breath catches once again in my throat and the whole group goes even more impossibly silent. All that's to be heard are the walkers in the distance, probably coming through the gate. Tons of them, and when I turn my head around to look, even more than tons; the same herd that had followed us here all the way from where we'd picked up Perrie, Jade, and Jesy.

"I wish I could say I was sorry, but I'm not." Jacob coldly states, and in a fraction of a second, Lottie cries out as Jacob takes the machete to her neck. Her head simply just falls off and begin to roll down the hill of the property.

I hear girls and even men cry out or whimper from inside after Lottie had been deceased; and it was my turn next.

I look up to Jackson and Steven, who's faces are dimly lit by the moonlight. Tears brim my eyes and all I could do is smile; it's my time to go.

I should have been dead many times before now, but luck runs out. I was bound to be here sometime. Back when this all started I thought that this was what I wanted, and now that it's here I couldn't be more heart broken. Thoughts like 'how are Jackson and Niall going to feel?' Flow through my mind and I feel tears stream down my face without my notice.

I close my eyes and brace myself, waiting for the sting of metal against my skin before my head comes clean off and I feel nothing ever again.

"Shame." Jacob says, raising his arm way up high in the sky, and I relax in the large men's arms behind me.

The sound of metal meeting with flesh screeches in my ear, and blood splashed over the right side of my face, but it's not mine. Turning my head to the right, Jacob is spurting up blood and choking.

Louis repeatedly stabs Jacob in the stomach, chest, pelvis, over and over again.

The henchman's mouth is agape and open in horror, his hands shaking to lift up and kill Louis. Jackson fires from the upstairs window and the man falls to the ground limply.

Getting up off of the ground I look back to my group who are all now running outside to help us, it's over, Jacob's dead.

Niall is the first to me, helping me wipe off my knees, grabbing both sides of my face, both of my cold cheeks. His blue eyes pour into mine and my mouth is wide open as I wipe the tears from my face.

"Are you okay?" He asks, pulling me into a hug, and kissing my forehead before releasing, only looking somewhere behind me.

Turning around, our path is blocked, and walkers file in through the front gates.

We're trapped.