Kill or be Killed-- A Walking Dead Fan Fiction

This Was It (15)

Bryn:

"BRYN WATCH OUT." I heard a scream say from behind me. Ducking to the left, Glenn blasted three coming from my right. I nodded as a thank you and continued plowing down the herd of chompers coming at us. "Stay in formation." Rick continuously reminded us as the herd surrounded us. The sound of gun fire was so incredibly loud I could barely hear myself think, but one thing constantly crossed my mind: what the hell happened to Carl? I wanted to ask Rick or Michonne, but I didn't want to bring up something that would hurt them so badly, especially in a time like this. 

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Maggie on top of the watch stand. Chompers surrounded the platform from below knocking into the unstable pillars. I also noticed Aaron and Aiden to my right battling through the crowd. Behind me, I heard shouting that sounded like it was coming from Rosita, Tara, and Eugene. Minutes by minute, chompers hit the ground whether it was from a machete or a revolver. "Glenn, get in one of the trucks and try to block the break in the wall." Rick directed. "Bryn, you need to go back to the infirmary before you hurt your left even more." Rick warned while putting his hand on my shoulder pushing me downward to duck as Michonne sliced the head off of an incoming chomper. 

"Rick, I'm fine. I'll go with Glenn." I stated. Rick looked at me in disappointment, but sighed and nodded the two of us off. "Wait guys!" We heard called. Looking to our right, Aiden was and Spencer joined the group. "I'm comin' with you too." Aiden announced. Glenn and I shrugged our shoulder and the three of us took off towards the gate. The herd had really began to thin out making it an almost a hundred percent successful mission towards the truck. "Bryn, get in!" Glenn yelled. I scooted in and Aiden came in behind me. "Shit!" Glenn yelled. "I'll meet back up with you guys later." Glenn shouted tossing the keys up to Aiden and closing the door behind him, Glenn took off down the street adjacent from the gates.

Aiden's hands were shaking as he attempted to stick the key into the ignition. When he finally got it, he started up the truck and began making our way to the broken wall. As we drew closer to where Rick and the rest of the group was, we beeped a few times to attached chompers to the truck, sparing them some time and energy. At this point, there were a parade of them falling us. Aiden drove up into the grass and parked the truck forming a temporary fix for the wall. "How the hell are we going to get out now?" I asked watching chompers bang on both sides of the truck, begging for a meal. "We might have to wait it out." Aiden said as he began to relax. I watched out the window to my right looking at all of the chompers who didn't have a chance to make it into Alexandria. 

There couldn't be more than three dozen of them out there, but surely enough the sound of gunfire continued to draw more and more of them here. Aiden was dozing off and I wasn't sure if I should wake him or not. I watched out Aiden's window, I could see that Tyreese joined the group. I just gazed out the window for what seemed like forever. "SHIT!" I heard someone scream. My eye immediately jumped to the group. I watched as a chomper took a nice deep chunk out of Tyreese's lower arm. My heart was racing and I felt my body tense up. "Oh my god." I mumbled to myself. 

Michonne kicked the chomper back and proceeded to stab it with her katana. Rick pulled out an ax from his belt and with one swift motion, Tyreese's arm from his elbow down hit the ground. I was hyperventilating at this point. I began to shake Aiden hoping to wake him. "Come on get up, get up get up!" I yelled shaking him harder and harder. I noticed blood trickling down his left arm. I slowly leaned over him and started to roll up his sleeve. As I did, I revealed a fresh chomper bite oozing. My breaths were short and choppy as I slowly backed away from his body until I hit off the passenger side down.

Aiden wasn't sleeping, he was turning. I couldn't believe that he'd get into the truck with me knowing he was bit. I pulled out my knife and scooted closer. I raised the knife up, but I couldn't kill him, not someone I knew, not like this. I placed my knife down on the seat and laid my head against the window. I needed to get out of here. I was in a death trap. The chompers on my side of the truck had dispersed. Maybe I could climb up and around onto the top of the truck until it was safe to come down. I reached for the hand and I pushed open, but the door wouldn't budge.

I pushed harder and harder, but the door was stuck and so was I. Panic was now beginning to set in. Aiden would wake up as one of the dead any minute and I was going to be his first meal. I could feel my heart beating through my chest. I was looking out my window trying to think of something to do when I heard breathing coming from my left. I slowly began to turn my head. Aiden was beginning to stir around. I held my breath absolutely terrified of the situation that this was about to turn into. I carefully reached to my left to pick up my knife. 

I slowly pulled the knife back hoping the Aiden wouldn't notice. "Ouch." I groaned as I hit my elbow off the seat belt buckle dropping the knife in between the seats. Aiden's head immediately snapped to the right and he began coming towards me. "No. Get away!" I shouted kicking his chest with one foot and his head with the other. Aiden was struggling to sink his rotting teeth into my body. I reached down with my left hand in between the seats to find my knife. 

Aiden groaned and growled swinging his arms to try to grab me and pull me closer. "Please stop." I screamed as I kicked harder and harder trying to get him to back off. I could feel the handle of my knife in between the seats, but I couldn't get low enough to grab it. "No no no no no!" I shouted. Using my right hand I opened the glove box looking for anything that I could use to defend myself. There wasn't a single item in there that could save my life. The glove box was filled with napkins and straws. This was it. I'm going to die here in this truck.