It's Never Too Late

Chapter 16: The Truth

💀Paul's POV💀
It's Sunday morning. I wake up and walk to the kitchen. I see James awake and I walk up to him. "So James, I was thinking..." "That's scary." He replies. "For real though, I was wondering if you wanted to try out hunting. This food that we have here will last us another month. We have a farm going but eventually winter will come around and take the farm from us. So we can't be eating that yet. There are plenty of deer in the forest we can grab. So what do you say?" I ask him. "Nah I'm good." He said. Shocked I asked him. "Wait really?" "Haha I'm just joking dad calm down." He says laughing. "Okay, how about we start today?" I ask him. "Sure!" He said with excitement. I walk downstairs where we keep our guns. I grab two rifles and plenty of ammo.
•Two Hours Later•
💀James's POV💀
We have been out for about an hour now and I've killed 2 deer. We walk a little more and talk along the way. "Here let's stop for lunch." Dad says. I take out my lunch box from my backpack and sit down propped against the tree. I pull out a sandwich and my water. Hungry, I scarf down my sandwich in three bites. After drinking some water with it I hear a very faint scream. I look over to dad to see him already putting his stuff in his bag to rush to the source of the scream. "Come on James lets go." He says running. I'm following right behind him. We keep running and here the screaming and some gunshots. We run up to see a man with a broken leg and another guy shooting oncoming walkers. I run up and shoot a few while dad goes to the man on the ground. "What happened here? Are you bit?" Dad asks him. "He's not bit." Says the taller man standing up. Me and the man continue shooting at the walkers while da is talking to the person on the ground. "Okay I'm going to pick you up, it's gonna hurt but it beats dying. One....two.....three!" Dad lifts him up and the man starts screaming. Dad puts his hand over the guys mouth and we start running back to the farm. I start running too, than I here the other man screaming as he gets invaded by walkers. I point my gun up and shoot him, putting him out of his misery, letting the dead eat his dead corpse. We keep running and no walkers. We must have made a lot of noise back there with that man screaming. We make it back and almost everyone is outside. We run up to the farm with him and lay him on the ground. He passed out a minute ago. Doc goes up and tries to give him CPR, but to no use. Doc informed us the man died. Charley and Sophie were still inside and were just coming out. But than a miracle happened, he started to move. He started to get up. But before we knew it he had grabbed Heathers hair and was trying to eat her. I ran up and put a knife through his head. It was obvious he turned. But how? He wasn't bitten, he just lost too much blood. This doesn't make any sense. "Why were you making me operate on a man that was bit?! He could have killed me!" Doc exclaimed. "He wasn't bit. We checked him." Dad said. "Oh so he just randomly decided to go all flesh-eating on us because he was healthy? Spill the beans, what happened?" Doc told us angrily. "Wait, you guys don't know yet?" Said Charley walking up to the scene. "Know what?" I said. He looked down and swallowed hard. I could tell this was hard for him to say. "It isn't the bite...that makes you turn. It only kills you. We will come back no matter how we die. It's gonna happen to all of us. Unless you kill the brain, we are all gonna be one of these." Charley says pointing towards the dead walker. "Charley and I were in our college dorm hallway." Sophie began to say. "They moved us all to the gym and brought food and weapons we had with us. One girl had enough of all the dead ones outside and overdosed in the bathroom. Than it was one bite after another after another, and that's when we got out." Everyone around was shocked to hear this news. Molly hugged me as tight as she could and we both fell on the ground, her crying while I was comforting her. Everyone started to mumble a bit to each other. I heard someone say something about suicide.
💀Charley's POV💀
"I thought they knew." I said to Sophie. "I made that little girl cry, I shouldn't have said it the way I did." I said to Sophie. "It's not all your fault, I told the suicide story, remember?" She said grabbing my hands. Don't worry Charley, I still love you." I look up to see Paul walking in. "Listen man, I'm sorry about what I said out there." He put up his hand to pause me. "Thank you." Paul said to me. "Wait, what? We made that little girl out there cry and you're thanking us?" I asked him. He looked up, looked down, and than stared me straight in the eye. "Imagine this. We are on a supply run, someone breaks there leg somehow. They lose a lot of blood and before we know it, they are dead. We set up camp somewhere for the night so we can sleep. Our dead friend wakes up and eats one of us, than another, than another. Than we are down 4 friends because we didn't know about your information. So yes, I'm thanking you Charley." He walks out of our room. I look over to Sophie, she had the biggest smile. "Looks like we are staying here after all." Sophie said. "Yeah you're right." I told her.

💀Molly's POV💀
After James calmed me down I stopped crying at the whole situation. It was awful to hear but I'm glad we heard it now and not much later when we could be in danger. I'm sitting on the couch inside right next to the front door. I look outside and see someone moving around, I thought this was weird cuz usually everyone is in by now. Oh well I guess some people will just remain mysterious.

•Authors Note•
Hey everyone, sorry for not publishing for a few months, I lost access to this account and just got it back today and had some drafts ready to publish. My style of writing may change after chapter 18 because that's how many drafts I have ready. Thank you for understanding and I hope you enjoy!!!