Chapter 3: Who are these people?

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Sorry in advance if you are called Deacon 😔
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We finally reach the shattered window and swiftly climb through. Turning to take one last glance at the top of the escalator ignoring the creatures clawing through the aisles and stands trying to reach us. I see my 'aunty' menacingly smiling down at me waving a gun in her right hand.

.....that's enough sight seeing for me.

Breaking my train of thought something comes up from behind her delicately placing its hand on her shoulder. Was that what knocked over the box? I thought absentmindedly.

"Deacon!!" New name I look towards the woman to see who she is yelling for just to make eye contact with her. I guess I'm Deacon. I make a disgusted face at the thought of being named Deacon.

I see her hopping back into the supermarket "Hurry up and go!!" The shout snapped me out of it and kick started me running through the parking lot.

After scanning my surroundings looking for the car I still couldn't spot them. Breathing heavily I stood still looking around.

"Hey!"

"Quick we're over here!"

I run towards the open door jumping in.

"Where's Layla" the girl asks.

I take a wild guess and I think thats the woman's name. I replied "She's still in the supermarket"

"What! How can you just leave her?!" Why is everyone at max volume? I think sitting next to this weirdo.

"She aggressively shouted at me to leave" not once changing my facial expression.

Her voice goes up an octave "so you just left her?!"

"Yes"

Taken aback by my answer she slaps me on the arm and began waving her hands around turning red from anger and screams "You're the only other person with a gun!! You should have stayed and helped her!"

What's with her mood swings? Does she only know how to be angry? I think as I rub my arm trying to relive the stinging sensation in my arm.

I put my hands into my pockets rummaging though the snacks for said gun. Not surprised, I don't have it. Showing my hands and turned out pockets I make a mocking shocked face. I try not to laugh seeing the girl seething with rage. Speaking of guns was the gun my "auntie" had the one I was supposed to have?

A hand goes in between us touching the girls shoulder telling her to calm down.

She throws herself back onto her chair mumbling profanities yanking the seatbelt. I snort watching her struggle pulling at the belt.

The designated driver noticing something says with an exhausted tone "put on your seatbelt as well Deacon" locking eyes with me through the front mirror. Kind of shocked he speaks. I do as he says then began to stare out the window before feeling the car jolt forward at full speed.

As we near the supermarket entrance I see two figures running out from the front doors. Layla is simultaneously shooting the creatures as she runs protecting the snotty boy. Im still confused about why she had to go back in for him I thought he left before us.

Admiring her skills I lean closer to the window watching the spectacle unravel. The car abruptly stops with the doors facing the two. The girl leans over me sliding the door open "Layla hurry!" . Ugh I have to move to the middle I silently grumble moving positions. I take the initiative to push the seat to my right down. I turn to my right and see Layla, just as she did with Leo earlier, dragging him again running towards the car. As she's nearing, the car begins to slowly reverse.

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