Barely Breathing

Chapter 74

NOTE: NOT EDITED
Going to Walker Stalker in North Carolina in December ☺️👌🏼 IM SOOO EXCITED!!! CANT WAIT TO BE ABLE TO DRESS UP WITH MY FRAMILY(shes a friend but litterally like a sister to me soo fr-amily😂) OLIVIA!!!
Wordcount: 1222
*Emilys pov*
I looked at Blake with a blank look.
"Blake?" I sort of asked.
"Mm?" He chuckled back at me as a response.
"What was that all about?" I pointed at the door where Jess just left then back at him.
He started explaining that he was part of a group before he meet Megan. But shit went down there and he got stuck by himself, left family and friends. He said that most people ended up that way, or they ended up dead.
He explained stories that he had expirenced and what exactly happened, which sounded awful. Megan and I have been through some pretty rough shit, but Blake seems like it was an all new level of rough.
When everything went to shit, and people were running around crazily, he said he didnt know what to do. So he packed up a back pack of stuff he needed and tried to find his parents.
He found his dad, but not the way he wanted to find him. His limbs were torn off and so was the lower half of his body.
Blake being about 16 at that time, was frightened. Not really knowing what the hell was going on. But after seeing his dad he said he gave up hope on his mother. He could stomach seeing his dad dead, but not his mother.
So he left, made his way over to the woods and relaxed up in a tree.
"I remember watching the hunger games man, seeing Katnis up in the tree sleeping made me think that I could do it too." Blake added as he chuckled.
"So thats what I did, slept in trees every night and hiked about 20 miles a day. But with it being summer time and the heat blarring down on my skinny toothpick body I dont know how I did 20 miles each day."
I giggled, he was trying to make a bad memory funny and I liked that about him.
Why would you even want to remember 'bad' memories, when you could make those bad memories seem not so bad? If I even make sense there. All I know is that Blake was my type of guy, I know I just met him but trust me I would make him wait. Well, thats if he even liked me anyway.
*Blakes pov*
I havent shared any of this information with anyone before. I mean, I have had other groups before and whenever they asked where I was before, I'd lie and tell that that I've been alone for a lot of it. But with Emily? Talking to her was a breeze!
She was nice, pretty, and super sweet. I dont think I'm ever going to leave this group. I thought to myself as I heard Emily start to talk about things that have happened to this group.
*Jessica's pov*
"Why do you want me out of everyone to come with you. Hm?" Mason asked.
"You could have asked anyone? But you choose me. Why?" He sassed as he walked up next to me and got into my face.
"Cuz, I felt bad for what I did." I lied through my teeth.
"I'm sorry."
Yuck, did I just apologize? Gross. I saw Mason smirk from the corner of my eye, he then came in for a hug.
"I knew you werent all that bad." He chuckled as he wouldnt let me go.
"Gross get off." I tried to push him aside.
Just then I heard a noise come from some bushes behind us. The leaves on the ground began to crinkle and crack, as the bush began to sway from left to right.
Mason heard it to as he quickly moved to grab his knife and get into position. I did the same.
A hidious looking male broke through the bushes and launched himself at us. Mason quickly dug his knife into the side of its head, making it fall limp to the ground.
Blood splattered him from head to toe when he yanked the knife back towards him. Grabbing the end of his t-shirt he wiped off his face, then his blade.
He clapped his hands together, "well, thats that." He smiled.
I smiled back sarcastically when I heard more crackling noises from behind the bush.
"Jess?" He sort of whispered as he stepped away from the bushes a bit.
"Run."
"Why?" I asked, "cant handle a few monsters?" I chuckled as my knife drew from my belt and stood in formation to stab a bitch or two.
"Its more than just a couple man." He sounded frightened.
"Pussy." I mumbled under my breath.
"Lets fight." I stood in a fighting position and got ready for them.
He rolled his eyes, then got into position along with me.
The first zombie comes out of the bushes, Mason grabs a hold of the monsters shoulders to keep it still so that I could kill it.
One zombie down, few more to go. I told myself.
One after another they kept coming, was Mason right? Are there more than I had expected? Naw, I know for a fact that I had to be right.
"Jess watch out!" I heard Mason yell out as I quickly dodged a pair of teeth that almost came in contact with the skin on my shoulder.
"What are you doi-" Mason started to say but stopped himself as he heard millions of moans from behind the bush.
We both stopped, stunned in our places. Our mouths hung open as our eyes were popping out of our heads.
"Run?" Mason questioned this time.
"Run." I whispered out agreeing with him.
We both sprinted in the opposite direction of the monsters, they werent to far behind us now. Many of them had escaped the bushes and now were looking for our flesh to chew on.
"Come on, in here!" Mason called out, opening a door for me to climb into.
Shutting the door behind us, zombies flung themselfs at the door. Desperate to fill their stomachs with blood, flesh, and guts.
I took out a flashlight from the bag and brightened up the room for us to see.
It seemed like we were inside of an abondoned shed. Had some tools like hammers, screwdrivers, etc. I took a few and started putting them into my bag.
"Hey. What are you doing stealing my shit." A deep voice boomed all over the tiny shed.
"Sorry she'll put it back." Mason replied for me.
"I was talking to the lady, you dont have to respond for her. She has a mouth." A cane and leg could be heard all throughout the wooden floor of the shed. I put down the tools as an old man approached us with a shot gun.
"Only the two of you? My shotguns only has two bullets. One for each of you assholes." He looked inside the range over at me, I saw his finger start pulling back the trigger. Stunned, I watched it all happen, slowly but shurely I knew this was my time.