Being sat down on the backseats of her parent's car, the 10-year-old Jennie was staring outside the window, other cars passing by theirs, not coming far though as a traffic jam has been created.
Most of the people clutching their steering wheel firmly, tears streaming down their faces, scared of their life.
Jennie didn't understand what was going on, all her parents told her was that they have to leave the town right now, they didn't even give her time to pack her stuff, all they did was tugging her out of the house and sitting her down in their car before driving down the highway, leaving everything behind, just as everybody else.
"Mommy why are we leaving?", the little girl asked her mother who sat just in front of her on the passenger seat, turning around to her daughter, her eyes filled with tears yet she forced a smile upon her very own lips.
"we're going to have a new home, sweetheart. don't worry too much.", she reached out for Jennie's head, caressing a pair of hair strains behind her ear.
"b-but why-"
"Shit we're stuck in that damn traffic jam!", the raging voice of her father cut her off as she watched him with big eyes at his sudden outburst, bashing his hands on the steering wheel powerfully at the anger and frustration crossing his body.
"What are we supposed to do? we can't just sit here and wait, those...things are out there, what if they bite one of u-"
"That won't happen okay? i won't let that happen.", he quickly interrupted her words, not letting her speak them out loud.
Jennie scanned them in bare bewilderment, still not understanding what was going on at all, why her parents were that upset, why they decided to leave out of the blue.
"What things mommy? what are you talking about?", both her parents turned to her, their eyes filled with worry yet anxiety.
"It's nothing, dear. just don't worry about it, okay?", Now her father was the one talking to her, A wide but fake smile was crossing his lips, he was scared, scared of what possibly could happen after the outbreak and how they are able to survive it.
- - - - - -
Walking behind his father, a gun being wrapped in between his father's fingers tightly, the 15 yeah old Taehyung had his head low, his eyes fixed on the back of his father who made sure nothing was going to attack them at that very moment.
The younger boy was tired, his legs felt that heavy as if they were tied to stone blocks, needing an immense strength to lift and move them.
They have been walking for days, still searching for a place to spend the night there and just rest after such a long trip of them just walking around endlessly.
"Dad...i'm tired.", he mumbled, furrowing his brows as it was tiring and painful to keep walking.
"Keep moving son. we need to keep moving...", his father coughed out, his breath heavy as he was also struggling to continue with this hell of a walk.
"N-no i can't.", he whimpered, too weak to speak loud enough for his father's ears as he slumped down to the ground, his hands hitting against the concrete of the highway which was long abandoned, no more cars driving over it.
As his father still hasn't noticed the little break his son decided to take just for a short couple of minutes, both of them were too distracted to notice the infected zombie which was once a human being just like them, running over the street at a high pace while growling loudly before jumping on top of the younger boy, pushing him all against the ground underneath.
Trying to bite inside his flesh, feeling so hungry for it, Taehyung was fighting it back with all his strength, though there wasn't much left anymore as he felt that exhausted and tired and as that zombie was even bigger, having the statue of an adult, it was even harder for him to push it off him.
"dad! dad! help me! it's trying to bite me!", he yelled out from the top of his lungs, taking the risk to even alert more zombies by the loud noises of his voice.
Upon the sounds coming from both his son and the zombie which was still all over him, his father turned around in a matter of seconds, fear and anxiety filled up in his eyes as he reached out for his gun as fast as possible, aiming it at the zombie as Taehyung had lost all his power to struggle any longer against it, the zombie still biting out for him before eventually digging its teeth inside of Taehyung's tiny arm, making him yell out in agony.
And that's when Taehyung's father pulled the trigger, his reaction was fast yet not fast enough to save his son from getting bitten by the dead one.
The gun's bullet was piercing through the zombie's head, its body falling upon Taehyung's figure.
His father quickly rushed over to his son, pushing the once human off of Taehyung's body as he was still feeling numb, frozen in his spot and not able to move a single muscle of his, realizing what just happened, what this was supposed to mean for him.
He was shaking, daring to gaze his freshly bitten arm, blood streaming out of it, the mould of its teeth still visible upon his sensitive skin.
Taehyung looked up at his father, tears bursting out of his eyes as his father was already crying in front of him, both of them confronted with the consequences this action will have in the future.
Taehyung was bitten, bitten by a zombie and he will either turn into one too or his father had to kill him before he will.
"D-dad, i got bitten.", he cried out, his father embracing his son tightly in between his long arms, pulling him close to his chest, feeling the urge to cry out but he fought them back, not wanting to do it in front of his son.
"It's okay, it's okay. we'll find a way!", he spoke softly beside Taehyung's ear, holding onto him for dear life, hoping he would calm him down that way.
"you have to kill me...", hearing him telling his father this, the elder man was breaking the hug, still gripping him on both his shoulders as he watched him in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?"
"Dad, don't you get it?! i'll turn to one of them, i'll be an infected and i don't want this. you have to kill me before i turn!!", his voice lifted once again, his father watching him in pain, shaking his head.
"I-i can't do this, Taehyung...we-we will find another way!", not listening to his son's request at all as he hasn't the strength to kill his own flesh and blood, his father was lifting the both of them up on their feet, his grip around Taehyung's wrist tighter than ever, dragging him with him.
[To be continued.....] _____________________________________________
HERE IS NEW BOOK FOR YOU ALL, I HOPE YOU ALL WILL LIKE IT ♡
YOU ARE READING
Survival- Kth.Jnk
Fanfiction" What are we supposed to do? we can't just sit here and wait, those....things are out there, what if they bite one of u-" "you have to kill me.."
