(That's Roxanne) Roxane's point of view-
I awoke to Angelica screaming.
I rolled off the couch to face her "WHAT?"
"We're doing to die! It's contagious!" She blubbered
"I know that already" I said, longing door more sleep, "but how did you find out?"
"Oh, I used your computer-y thing" she said, pointing at one of my many gadgets.
"Oh, yea it's spread through bodily fluids" I casually stated.
"Wait what?" Rachel joined. She worked at the hospital so I don't know if I can trust her. She seems nice enough, her fear is real but anyone can lie.
Bored, I got up and walked over to my wall of maps, "if someone who's infected's blood, spit, urine, stomach acid, or even tears gets into your system then you become one of them."
"Is there a cure?" Rachel look like she would cry any moment.
"Supposedly the government gave it out to a select few" I responded.
"How do you know any of this?" James suddenly appeared by my side. He was kind of a jerk but I couldn't kick him out and let him die.
"It's my business to know what the government is doing" I snapped, getting tired of the conversation.
Samuel walked in from the kitchen "Hey, um Roxanne? We're going to need more supplies"
I groaned, "I'll send You, Jacob, and Angelica down by town center mall. I'll take the newbies to the shops down town, Rachel and James pack your bags" with that I left for my room.
The apocalypse couldn't of gotten that bad yet, right? But we had to hurry so that supplies weren't all gone. I grabbed my bag and gun. I kissed the picture of my mom and dad. It brought me back to the night they were murdered.
I walked down the silent hall listening for any sign that my parents were home. A family friend had visited that day but he was nowhere to be found. I snuck around a corner, and in to my parents room. They were both lying on the bed. But something was off. The air smelled metallic and sticky. I herd my mother gasp I ran over to her, and shrieked in horror. In both my parents chests was a stab wound. Oozing blood. "MOTHER" I screamed, blind fear overcame me, who would kill them? How could some one live with themselves after killing another human being?
My mother managed to squeak out "I love you, according to the government you don't exist, the apocalypse is coming, protect yourself but most importantly, I love you." I screamed and cried for the rest of the night. No one ever found the murderer. And I was placed in the hands of child Services. I knew who killed them. The government because they knew to much.I snapped back to reality. I had to survive. I walked back to the living room where Angelica was helping Rachel and James pack kits for traveling.
"Hurry up we need to leave" I ordered, after the flash back I was feeling angry.
"Oh. My. God. Can you please calm down. It's not my fault that the worlds ending!" James snapped.
I turned to him and glared before storming toward the door "I never said it was your fault!"
I heard Angelina tell him "She has a long history with the government."
I glanced out the window, looking for more creatures. When the coast was clear I stepped out the door. Rachel and James followed.
"So where are we going" asked Rachel
"Downtown" I replied "grab your weapons"
James's point of view-

YOU ARE READING
Infectious
Science FictionI BLAME THE GOVERNMENT! Ever since Wednesday things have been weird. Way too many missing people, and a lot of murder. Could it have to do with the close of the hospital? Oh whatever.