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Nikki's POV

We slowly walked , approaching the bag of treasure ,with hope , with sweet juicy candy.

Just sitting there calling out "come get me ",I despretly wanted that bag more than anything , it was the only thing in my mind , as I walked closer and closer ,but then I suddenly stopped walking, looking around my  surroundings .

I could see the whole city right in front of me teared apart ,peices of concrete from the huge building laying on the floor. Ugly cars crashed and flipped over. Millions of walkers walking all over. The sound of growls , the smell of fire ,blood,death.

Our world is horrible , I remember seeing this city with people walking instead of walkers, cars running in order , the building were complete and clean , I remember the horns on the cars , people talking , the sound of laughter, the sight of smiles .

Now all I see is the total opposite , its gone and I'm pretty sure its never coming back.

I got back to what I was doing , my mission to get that bag.
I was right in front of it , I slowly bend down ,looking up ,and my hand fell to the rough texture of the bag. My dad was just in the other side of the bag when I layed my hands on it.

"Now slowly pick it up , try not to make to much movement",my dad said.

We picked it up together from each end , slowly picking our self and the bag from the ground , and we slowly walked back to the fence we came from.

I went in first as I pulled the back inside the fence and finally my dad got in.

I let a sight of relief
"Ahh, we made it",I said quietly.
"Yes ,now let's go before we find more walkers ".

My dad took the bag of guns and I took the bag full of food ,clothes ,and equipment for the baby.

It took a little longer than usual to get to the van ,but that was because we had a lot of weight in our shoulders , well in my dads shoulders.



The trip was a success but as we got closer to our staying..........

I heard screams , gun shots , hard footsteps on the ground.

We could tell automatically that something wasn't right.

I felt my heart beating faster. The only thing I could think of was my Mom and brother . Are they ok ? What's happening?

We finally got there and saw like 50 walkers around our area and me and my dad immediately grabbed some shot guns and amo, and rushed out to help.

I just keeped shooting until all of them were dead on the ground.

There was finally no screaming ,but there were sobs , bodies laying all over our camp ...not all were walkers .

"Nikki !??" ,my mom shouted .

I turned around and saw her eyes full of tears with my brother around her arms and my dad hugging her and whispering .
"I will always protect y'all".

I stood there for a moment ,looking at how much they been through , I don't know what was best at this moment being alive or death. Tears started to come out of my eyes as I looked around , at who was bitten , killed ,gone forever.

I looked around ......my family were the only survivors. They were all gone. My heart keeped telling me to give up , but my mind told me the opposite. I didn't know who to listen to  ,so I just dropped my gun from my hands, and fell right to my knees and started crying.

Crying .
The only thing I can think of doing at this very moment. I haven't cried since the accident that happen before all of this. It felt like years that I haven't cried , it felt ..good to let all the stress out with just doing something this simple ,but it still hurts.

A few minutes passed , maybe a hour. I stopped crying ,and got back to work.

"Nikki , can you help me get rid of these bodies please?", my dad said.
"Yeah"..
I walked over to a little girl full of blood , looked like she got bit in her little arm. I pulled her to the center of the camp , and grabbed my machete, and quickly cut through the center of her forehead, till in cut all the way to her brain.
I did it to a few more bodies ,without feeling bad , becoming one of them was worse then getting stab in the head.
When we were done my dad started a big fire so we would burn all the bodies .
I know it sounds bad but before , they all agrue on it , that if they died they would like to be burn .
Sound harsh , but still better than becoming "the dead".

It was becoming dark by the time we finished. And we were becoming hungry. So we ate some left over fish from yesterday. It taste like heaven to me , realizing I haven't eat in two days.

"Are you ok ?" , my dad asked interrupting my thought.
"Y-yeah , why you ask?"
"Because you havent talked since ...well you know...that happened " ,pointing to the fire of burned bodies.
"No , I just been thinking "
"Oh ,.....about what ?"
I didn't say anything for a minute .
"About how all these people are gone , and about how this world is gone , and I been thinking that maybe death right now is better than living in this
grotesque world."
He stood quite for a moment and I could see no reaction on what I just said.
"You know honey , we have all thought of that ,including me , but I'm still here , and you know why ?"
I nodded
"Because I might have given up on myself but I will never give up on you , or your mom , or your brother. I made a promise to myself that I will always keep y'all safe no matter what. I am willing to give my life to god for y'all , because I love you and that's never gonna change."
"You know , your words always help me out. Thank you for not giving up on me", I said smiling at him, and leaning towards him for a hug.
I felt a lot better with his words .

To be honest I have no idea what I would do without him. He always makes me smile and makes me feel safe. So at that very moment I thought to myself, I promise I will keep my dad , my mom , and brother safe for as long as I live , because they need me , and I need them, but most of all i love them.

It was finally night time , so me and my father shoved blankets and pillows in the back of the white van. We also got some food, water, and guns inside next to where we were sleeping just in case something happens.

And finally my mom ,dad ,and brother all fall asleep quick. But I stayed up just thinking about our life , this is my life now , I have to learn how to get use to it. But then one sudden thought popped in my head , some how I was still thinking about ....... Dylan.

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