Living

Chapter 7-

I grab hold of the desk and pull myself off of the ground.. walking up to the walker on top off Carl; struggling to pull it off of him. I grip the knife that's lodged in the walker's head and pull it out, putting it back in its holster. I grab Carl's hand and help him up to his feet, then walking back to the house. When I go into the living room Rick is propped up along the wall.

"I saw what you did..."

"What?"

"You saved Carl"

"Oh-"

"Did he shoot you?"

"Yeah but I guess he thought I was an intruder... it went clear through so I'm fine..."

"Alright then... why don't you go eat there's some cereal out there."

"Okay." I prop myself against the wall making my way out towards the kitchen and get a bowl out of a cabinet cleaning it off with my sleeve. I find the cereal Rick was talking about and pour some in the bowl. I open and close all the drawers and find a spoon. Since there is no milk I eat the cereal dry.

I walk up stairs and finding the bathroom. I start scavenging for medical supplies that I could use for my bullet wound. I found rubbing alcohol, needle, thread, gauze. I first clean the wound with the rubbing alcohol, then I take the needle and thread and start to stitch up the wound. 

I take the rubbing alcohol once more and clean off the stitches and wrap my wound with the gauze. I throw away the trash but save the rest of the supplies. A door opens from downstairs so I walk quietly towards the staircase to see who it was. When I reached the last step I peer around the corner and see four men in the kitchen.

"Make sure you check the house top to bottom"

My anxiety kicks in and I have a major panic attack. I start to breath frantically and try calming myself down. Quickly I tiptoe up the stairs and hide under a bed I look to my right and see Rick is under the same bed as me.

"We have to get Carl... if he comes back here he's a goner..."

"And being that he has an attitude he'll storm through the door." I hear steps coming up the stairs so I shush Rick. The man walks in and clears the room then plops his fat ass down on the bed Rick and I are under. His weight presses the mattress down, which may I add is suffocating me. I swear I hear the springs snapping one by one and eventually the whole bed will collapse on top of us.

A large snore comes from above us which is our queue to move and to move fast. I tap Rick's shoulder and point to the hallway.

"When you walk out into the hallway and take a right there's a bathroom. Inside the bathroom is a window that the roof surrounds. The roof isn't that high up so we can climb out the window onto the roof and jump off, then run in Carl's direction." I whisper to Rick and he nods.

"Okay, I'll go check if it's clear."

"Rick, you don't know how many people are here. We are out numbered you can't go by yourself."

"Two against god knows isn't going to help either."

"Rick, it's double the power."

"I'm not in the mood right now. I need to reach Carl before he ends smack down in the middle of these people."

"Rick-"

"No." He say sternly before he climbs out from under the bed and carefully walks to the bathroom. I hear that he's struggling with a person because I hear two sets of steps. I crawl out from under the bed and shuffle to their direction.

Opening the door quickly I see a man twice the size of Rick about to kill him. The man ran at me so I dodged him and, ignoring my pain, jumped on his back.