The walking dead fiction (book 1)

Strangers

Kelsea POV
I wake up and I have a strong pain where I got shot. The lamp beside me is on and I see the picture of Maggie sleeping on the coffee table, so I know this was Glenn and Maggie's house. I didn't really know them, but Maggie was nice and Glenn could have been a great leader. Anyways, I look to a window and it is dark out and it is storming. The last thing I can remember was getting shot, then Sam kneeling over me. I look down at my stitches and they are yellow and they look like a cut I got once that was infected. "ANYONE?" I push out, but no one can hear me. I try to move my legs, but my left leg is completely limp. I can't move it at all. I see a few glasses of water and I reach for one. The coffee table was 2 feet from the couch and I can just about reach it. The water is gone in less than a minute but I am still hungry as shit. "YOU LEAVE HIM BE!" I hear Rick yell in a raspy voice. And to be honest it is very scary. I try to move, just a little bit but my stitches immediately tear open and I start to bleed. If no one knows I'm up, then no one knows I'm bleeding. I reach for the medical kit and I can't reach it. I stretch out as far as I can and I touch it with my fingers which was just enough to pull it close enough for me to grab.

I rummage through it and I find a sewing kit. I thread the needle as best as I can and clean it, and my wound with alcohol pads. I look down at my bleeding war wound and think it's just like sewing curtains... Isn't it? I shove the needle through my skin and pull it through both sides. It didn't hurt that bad because the bullet hole already hurt enough. I finish sewing myself and I tie the thread and cut it off with the small scissors. I take some gauze and wrap it around my side before taping it on with medical tape. The rain has gotten harder and it is all I can hear now, not even the dozens of walkers that are on the fence behind this house. I wonder is Sam told Zoe.... And what happened to Kendal. And by that I mean whether or not Zoe killed her. Sometimes I think Carl can get to protective of Zoe, and Zoe can get to attached to Carl. I think Carl is a piece of utter shit who used her.... That's what I think and I'm sure that's what Rick thinks about Zoe. I think about everything but my shot wound to hopefully lower the amount of pain. I hear something break in a room near the stairs and I grab my sword. "Hello?" I say as I look in the other direction. Before I know it, someone put a knife to my neck. "Now you see, my people have your people surrounded out there. And if anyone gets killed, you will die." He says in a low scary voice.

I just nod and stay as still as I can. His dripping wet hair gets my shirt wet. "LET HIM GO!" Rick yells again in a scary voice. The man moves the knife from my neck and looks through the blinds. This is my chance. I think to myself quickly. I grab his shoulders and smash his head at the corner of the table. I have no idea if I knocked him out, of if he is dead but I just go with it. I wiggle my left leg with my hands until it gains feeling again. It's scary but I know what I have to do. I stand up and my stitches don't even bleed. I move my sword slightly so I slice the top part of his head off and blood spills on the floor. My sword is over my shoulder now so I take a bottle of water and tiptoe quietly out the back door. A black man stands at the corner of my house and I slice off his head. There is blood on my sword so I flick it off before I continue walking. I reach a bush that is near the end of the house and I peak it out. A man has Rick and Carl as gun point. Carl desperately looks over in the direction of his house before the man pushes his gun so he is looking forward again. I look at our house and both Zoe and Sam are tied up on the porch. "MOVE!" A man yells pushing Zoe to walk down the stairs. The rain is only getting worse and lightning is happening more often. The street lamps are on because his street is fully solar powered. Something smells really bad so I look to the right of me and there is a dead body. I don't know who's body it is, but they have a pistol with a silencer. I take it from them and throw up. My side is beginning to hurt again so I lift up my shirt and I can see blood slightly seeping through the bandage. It doesn't matter now. I run to the other side of the house while ducking next to the wall and line up the gun with the man who has Carl at gunpoint. I slowly put my finger on the trigger as I hold the gun out in front of me. I pull the trigger and the man drops dead."MINKOWSKI?" The other person yells so I take the chance to shoot both the person that has Zoe, and the person that had Rick. My vision begins to blur, and I don't know if it is from the loss of blood, or if I should be resting. But either way I stumble from the bush and pass out face first in a puddle.