The knob finally moved and i smiled. "Now i can get out." I mumbled and opened it.
"Get back in your room!" A man yelled. I disobeyed and ran away from him. I heard screaming and growling. Peaking over a corner seeing a lady getting ripped apart limb by limb by something green.. Something dead. I ran over to the teenage boy that was watching with fear and pulling him into my room slamming the metal door shut locking it and shutting the small window on it also locking it.
"W-whats going on?" He mumbled shaking.
"Zombie apocalypse." I simply said to him.
"This cant be.. Its spreading quickly.." He cried out and crawled onto the king sized bed.
"It is. Why are we on a boat?" I asked calmly.
"I dont know.. All i know is that i almost died in a dream then i woke up here."
"Oh."
The door started getting beaten on. The strong metal denting with every hit.
"Help me! Help me please!" A man cried. I stared out of the bullet proof window. A huge zombie coming from the left side of the hallway. I started shivering then next thing i new, the window was splatted with blood.
"Oh my.." The boy screeched, looking at me.
"What?" I said raising an eyebrow looking straight at him "your dress doesn't have a back.." He laughed and i rolled my eyes walking over to the small closet in the corner near the bathroom then opening it pulling out a baggy sweater and skinny jeans. I cant show any skin. What. So. Ever. I threw him a super baggy sweater. Well at least it fit him perfectly. It was huge on me.
"Thanks doll." He laughed showing his irish accent.
"Names Kaitryn. Call me Kait." I spoke horrified as if the large zombie left, or is watching us. Anger running through its ugly, dead veins. Its killing spree, going forever. Never stopping.
"Danny." He said simply forgetting whats happening. Obviously.
"Listen idiot. This is happening. The end. We are surviving. But not for long. Be aware of everything. Your hear me?!" I yelled at him, knowing my family is dead. Or of they even came with me, they would be dead anyways. And id gladly watch.
"Yes. I hear you." He groaned smirking.
"Dont be cocky with me. Or ill blow your head straight off and feed your flesh to those monsters." I pulled out a shotgun and a pistol. Both fully loaded. I grabbed two more pistols throwing them at him. Both fully loaded as well. If he dies, i get his guns. The more ammo, the better chance of surviving, no?
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Hey! Hope you liked the story so far. Im on a iPad so my chapters wont be super long. Love ya!
