"Um... well we haven't got one?" I said slowly so it didn't sound as stupid as it really was. I bit my lip to keep myself quiet and my mind at ease. Nicole just let out a laugh; I laughed as well but it was half hearted and forced.
"Ok so where is everyone else?" I shrug my shoulders in reply since I was out cold for I don't know how long. "You don't know; what have you been doing?" I laughed at this.
"Well as you can see I injured my foot saving Alan and my brother Ryan. Then I sort of blacked out and everything is missing from that part" I say as simple as possible. I was always one to over complicate the situation at times of great need.
"Oh ok, how bad is it? I can tell its bad but do you think it will heal quickly?" her voice is worried and concerned making me feels bad. I open my mouth to speak but I was pushed away by my mother speaking.
"We don't know, it looks broken and by the way she howls when something touches it I'm guessing it is" I glare at my mum for making me sound like a wimp, even if I was my friends don't need to know that! "And everyone should be-" She was cut off by a loud banging at the door.
"Help; there is a hoard of Zombies trying to attack us!" A gruff voice sounds from the other side of the cloudy glass door. I listen closely to their voice and the shadow coming in from the glass showed n sign of panic or terror. I turn to see the others cowering away from the door. I would have joined them if it wasn't too much hassle getting over without making a noise and taking too much time.
"Get my bag someone!" I whisper to my friends behind me. Robin stands up and runs over in to what used to be a dining room. She comes back a lot quieter than she was before and throws me the bag. "I don't see any zombies!" I lie since I couldn't check because I was searching my bag for my pistol.
"You haven't checked!" another voice came starting to get angry. I smirk smugly to myself once my fingers wrap around the barrel of the gun.
"Good point, but I can tell by your voices that there are none. I'm no expert but I can tell when someone is scared and panicked" I confidently say pointing the gun at the door.
"Let us in or we will break the door down, we won't hesitate to attack" The first man says loudly to show threat.
"Oh I'm so scared" I say sarcastically.
"What are you doing?" Meg says just above a whisper. I just nod and look at her at her pale face which was drained due to the terror running through her mind.
"Oh we have some more in 'ere have we, lots of little girls trying to be brave against us!" he said with a babyish voice.
"I don't like being treated like a child by a bunch of perverts" I knew this would annoy them. "Any way I bet you're making empty threats, the only weapon you've probably got is a tooth brush, ow the bristles are making my skin itch" I laugh.
"That's it, we're coming in" The door begins to shake and rattle from the amount of pressure being put onto it. It takes a few more seconds before it flies off of its hinges and opens.
"I don't think that's such a good idea" I raise the gun up to the man's chest. His eyes widen.
"w-what are y-you going to do?" he stutters raising his hands in surrender.
"Nothing, leave and your blood won't stain these walls" I say motioning with the gun to the door. He takes it and walks out backwards facing the gun at all times so I wouldn't shoot. I let out a long hard breath after he is out of sight making my chest ache with pain. I smile to myself 'For a wimp who is injured I did pretty well' I thought to myself. Almost as soon as I turn my back I hear footsteps behind me. I turn on my heel raising my gun to face the intruders.
"Woah Kat calm it" Dylan's hands are raised up and I lower the gun. "You're feisty today, anyway what was up with those men running down the street?" Pride causes my body to straighten and a smile to come across my already smug face.
"Let's just say they won't be bothering us for a while. So what did you get?" I say almost jumping up and down with anticipation. He opens his hand to reveal and key. It was silver with a black part around the top. I raise an eye brow at his finding. "Ugh, explain"
"I found a van, big enough for all of us to fit in. It has only three seats but I thought some of us could sit in the back. It has a lot of petrol and it looks almost brand new" his fist stretches out for a bro fist. I don't hesitate to return because of his great find.
"Awesome we'll leave tomorrow, I think we should head to another town or something hopefully we should find some more survivors or even food." I walk off it the front garden. "Let's go, Meg do you know how to drive?"
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Forever Dead (On Hold)
RandomA tale of horror and loss as a group of friends travel across the country to escape the horrors of the flesh eating creatures. Who will die? Who will survive? it is all a matter of time before we are all dead!