My parents and my sister came out and stared at us for what seemed the longest time. They stared at my part of the missing eyebrow and Tanner's cut straight across her cheek with the blood slowly dripping down her cheek on to her shoulder then falling to the ground. I could only imagine a walker smelling the blood or heard us fighting and started coming our way.
My dad started cursing at us.
"What the heck were you thinking?", my dad started yelling approaching both of us.
"You could attract them!" He continued.
He came over and glanced quickly at what was left at my eyebrow and quickly over to Tanner. He checked out her wound out, examining it then dragged her in to the house.My mom watched as my dad dragged her in. Once he finally disappeared in the door my mom turned to look at me.
"What was going on out here?",questioned. I could tell she was angry, but tried to hide it.
I was too angry at everyone to say anything. First I find out my sister was almost killed by this new girl, then my own parents care more for her then they do me.
I let out a sigh of anger out and marched into the house, pushing my mom and sister out of the way and then to the door.
I walked in to see my dad caring for Tanner. How could he do this? I am suppose to be the one he cares for.
"O my gosh, I can't believe any of you!", I yelled trying to see if anyone cared. Once I relized no one cared I walked with a fast pace to my room. I got into my room and slammed my door, throwing stuff in front if my door trying to block it.
I jumped on to my bed and laid there staring at a wall. Tapping my nails on the window, not caring if it brought a rotter or not. We haven't made a barrier around the neighborhood yet, maybe that would be a good thing to do. I haven't cleared out the other houses yet.
I grabbed my sword and put it around my back. I unpiled the stuff blocking my door and found Tanner siting on our couch reading a book. I walked past the couch and in to the kitchen. I grabbed a big black garbage bag and heard someone say, "What are you doing?", I turned over my left shoulder and saw Caitlyen there.
"I'm going on a run.", I said lifting my bag up to show her.
"Why?"
"Because I didn't finish my houses yet."
"Oh, well can I go with you?"
"No. I want you to watch Tanner, tell mom and dad I'm going on a run."
I walked out of the dront door and to the end of my drive way. I looked at both ends of the street making sure there isn't any rotters. I turned right and walked to the house that I got my sword from.
I opened the door and set my sword down by the door after closing the door. I knew it was clear since I did it a couple days ago. I walked into the kitchen and then the pantry. I relized some of the food was gone, but only a little. Just to be on the safe side I walked back to the door to grab my sword, then back to the pantry. I put all the food in the bag. After that my bag was pretty full I walked around the kitchen taking all the kitchen knives and utensils that can be used as a wepon. I opened the fridge to covered by a could full of the toxic fumes known as mold and mildew.
I stared to have a coughing fit while the fridge aired out. After for what seemed like an eternally I heard a noise upstairs. I tried to quiet my coughing, but I epically failed.
I walked away from the fridge trying to escape the intoxicating fumes and slowly walked up the stairs. A long CREEEEEAAAKKKK on each floor bord. I heard moaning and groaning and I took out my sword. I finally came to the top of the stairs and examined the room and couldn't find anything. The moaning and groaning stopped for a second and I stood still. After a couple of seconds it started again and I set to follow the noise.
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