Barely Breathing

Chapter 38

NOTE:NOT EDITED
The picture above is how the baby 'zombie' crawls around the floor.

Wordcount: 917
The baby roared at the door, scratching it crazily with his feet and his left hand. I tiptoed my way over to the closet, hoping the baby wouldnt turn to realize I was missing.
I was ready to open the closet door when the baby started to act normal again. It stopped attacking the door and started to crawl around the room again like nothing had happened.
When he wasnt looking I quickly sat down to avoid getting tired and moving while I was standing.
He heard the movement and quickly turned his body towards my direction. I held my breath, hoping I wouldnt make a sound.
It crawled creepily over to the closet, his bloody face almost touched mine. The tention I felt while sitting their was intense. A single movement could end my life instantly. After starring at me for a few minutes, he started to crawl up the wall! Making his way over to the dead bodies in the corner.
Mason creeked the door open again to try to help me get out.
The baby didnt notice and started to devour some of the swat team members flesh.
Slowly, I rised to my feet and took giant steps over towards the door.
The baby started hissing and his head did a 180 degree turn again.
"Dont move this time." I stated clearly for Mason to hear.
Mason nodded his head and listened, the baby turned back around, continuing to eat the dead bodies.
I had to move quickly, I made a run for the door, my footsteps made the floor creak with every step.
It turned around and evily looked in my direction before it jumped to attack me.
I finally reached the door when the baby jumped onto my back.
"Fuck!" I shouted as I tried to pry it off of me.
My back suddenly began to sting as the baby screetched into my ear.
Mason grabbed the nearest object, which was a lamp and swung it at the creature. It flew all the way to the back wall, he shook it off like nothing happened. In a blink of an eye, the monster ran after us again.
I slammed the door shut before it reached us and slid down against it.
"That was a close one." Mason joked as he sat down next to me.
I looked over at him and gave him a smile, "Could you uh- check my back?"
"Sure."
I turned around and lifted my shirt up for him to see.
He became silent for a moment, pulled my shirt down and laid back against the door again.
"Is it that bad?" I asked.
He nodded his head yes as I began to tear up.
"Hey, hey dont cry. I got scratched too." Mason took off his shirt and revealed his wounds.
"You do know when they scratch or bite you, your infected?" I asked.
His face looked sad as his head shook yes. He pulled me into a hug and told me it would be alright.
"If its our last days here on earth alive then lets do something!" Mason shouted out excitedly.
I looked at him confussed, what did he mean? I didnt want something to 'happen' like back at the tent area in the woods.
"What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously.
It was just as I had thought, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"Your really attractive, you know that right?" He asked as he started to lean in for a kiss.
I went to back away when I noticed an angry Dan standing at the top of the stairs.
"What the fuck?" Dan questioned us.
Mason leaned away and let my waist go, stood up then asked Dan what he was going to do about it.
Dans hands clentched up into fists as he restrained himself from punching Mason, telling himself to calm down.
"It's not like shes dating anyone. She can do anything she wants." Mason replied.
Dans slowly realized that he was right. But he still looked like he wanted to kill Mason.
"I can do what I wan-"
*THUD*
Dans fist made contact with Masons nose. He fell to the floor and grabbed a hold of his right shoulder. The one that had been scratched. I tried to get up off of the floor as fast as I could to stop the fight but I was to weak. My back ached from the scratches and bruises that were now appearing.
"Stop Dan." I called out as I approached his side and held his fist in my tiny soft hands.
"It'll be okay." I reasurred him.
His angry eyes soon turned into soothing and compassionate ones.
"I'm sorry Megan." He finally spoke up.
"Dan?" I questioned softly.
"Yes?"
I sighed and turned around to show him my back. He whinced at my pain and slowly put my shirt down over it.
"What happened!" He asked as his eyes darted over towards Mason.
"I didnt do anything!" Mason yelled back as he tried to regain his strength from the punch to the nose.
"This room has a little baby zombie like creature inside of it." I began. "It attacked both me and Mason."
Dans eyes widened out of his skull. He couldnt believe what he was hearing, "Megan, that means that you might-"
"Might be infected? I know." I quietyly finished his sentence.