Revived

Let Go

The screams end, and there's silence.
I get to my feet and look out the window, there's people running out of their houses in panic. Austin pulls me back down to the ground,

"We need to either barricade the windows or get out of here," he says,

I look over at Alan and he's staring at us like a stunned mullet.

"Leaving, now." I say running downstairs, what about dad and Trent? Where will we go? How will we survive out there?

"They stored the bus in the military shed 3 streets down," says Alan running downstairs with Austin following, I grab my bag and some food and water and run outside- I'm not sure if this is the best idea but I'm going with it, there's screechers inside the walls and god knows what other zombies have gotten in.
We run down the streets dodging people who are in a state of panic and who are yelling and crying, this place is complete chaos, and it was only earlier this morning that everything was fine and there was no troubles, now we're thrown back into trouble.
Alan and Austin are steps in front of me, but me and my little legs are finding it hard to keep up, Austin realising my struggle and slows down and runs beside me,
"Well it couldn't last forever," says Austin through puffs of breath, but I can't keep mind off Trent and Dad, we can't leave without them- I won't leave without them.

We turn the corner and see the big grey tin building which holds all the vehicles and we pick up the pace,
"I'm going to the main house," I yell,

"Not alone you're not," says Austin beside me,

"We can't just leave Trent and Dad," I say over the screams of people,

"Alan, go get the bus and meet us outside," he yells out to Alan who nods and continues to run towards the shed. Me and Austin make a sharp turn when we run into dad, literally.
Him and Austin fall the ground, and he rolls off Austin who is shocked and climbs to his feet,

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I should have been watching where-" but dad cuts Austin off,

"Don't worry, we need to leave right now," he says,

"But what about Trent?" I say, when Austin turns away from me, I squint my eyes at him.

"He's gone we need to leave now,"

Gone!? What do you mean gone? He couldn't have. He's lying, he's trying to fool with me- but this isn't the time to joke around, and then it hits me, he's not lying, Trent's dead and Austin knew- it's why he was none stop looking at his phone the whole day.
Austin turns and looks at me, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You knew!" I say lunging at Austin in anger, but dad grabs my arm and runs towards the exit, 'I can't believe he kept that from me,' I say tears overflowing from my eyes.

I know he probably did it to keep me safe- but I can't help but be pissed at him.
The exit in sight- we pick up the pace and past people- who have zombies attached to them, there's people screaming and looking me in the eyes as I run past without helping- I yell for dad to stop and help these people, but he just keeps running, 'how can he be so selfish.'
I look behind me and see the speed zombies, some are taking down other people- and some have their eyes locked on us, it's as if once they have their target there is no stopping them.
We run trough the gate, stumbling and swearing as we try not to fall and become zombie food. Dad lets go of my hand and continues to run- but I don't see the bus anywhere. We hide behind a bolder 100 metres from the exit and catch our breath, even though there's runners still coming after us.
Dad pokes his out from around the bolder and quickly pulls it back out of view,
"I'll give you a leg up," he says bending down and locking his hands together,

"What?" I say confused,

"There's no time to question me hurry up!" He yells jumping impatiently, I step on his hands and he pushes me up on top of the bolder- and I see why he's in such a hurry- there has to be at least 20 runners coming at us- and they're getting scarily close.

"Come on tattooed man, your turn," says dad,

"Oh no, I'm too big," says Austin backing up,

"Look you're mine and my daughters hero now please let me return the favour of keeping my daughter alive," says dad.
Making Austin jolt and reluctantly stepping in dad's hands.
Dad struggles to lift him so I grab Austin's arms and pull him up, when we hear the bus honk. We look back towards the safe zone and Alan has drove straight through the fence and his coming at us full speed- but he's not the only thing coming at us- runners are no more than 30 metres away.

"Dad grab my hands!" I yell bending down, but even with him reaching up and me bending down he's still too far away,

"Dammit Austin help me!" I yell starting to cry, he grabs my waists and lowers me down to the point where I can grab his hands, I pull with all the strength I can gather but I can't lift him up, I pull even harder through the tears determined to heave my father up. But the overwhelming sense of fear and my weak body is just not cut out for physical activity like this.
Dad looks me in the eye and says "let go hunny,"

"No, no I just found you again you can't leave me!" I yell through the tears,

"You can't help me, now let my hands go Nori," he says in a calm voice.

I tighten my grip on his hands.

"If you won't let go, then I will," he says just as he's tackled to the ground by runners. Austin pulls me up and grabs me and jumps on top of the bus which Alan is driving past the bolder and lifts me down into the bus through the skylight.
Completely defeated I lye on the ground of the bus and let all my thoughts run wild- Trent, dad, all those people, they didn't have to die, they all meant something to somebody- and they died by the grip of their friends and families in monster form. They screamed for mercy yet the soulless people killed without realising what they were doing because they were dead- but living in the wrong mind set. And worst of all, dad died helping us, helping me and Austin survive. I was wrong about dad, he's not selfish- he was just trying to protect me and do what's right.