I was fuming, they left us. To die out here! ‘They must have had a good reason to, it’s not like they would do it other wises, right?’ I questioned my own trust to my friends, I thought this would never happen but it clearly did. I was so angry and confused my voice didn’t follow what my mind was telling it. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY DITCHED US?!” I blurted out, instantly regretting my latest words. I was worried everyone would back away at my latest outburst but they didn’t. Alan sighed and now I thought would be the best time to talk to him, since he would tell me the truth after I’ve figured the most of it out.
“It was Jane and Robin’s idea” his voice was quiet, mainly for the anticipation for me to blow my head off with rage. I clenched my fists so my nails dug deep into my skin that it could break the skin. I took a deep breath in so I would cause myself no more pain than my emotions were already giving me. “They thought that it would be best to leave you and G’ behind since you would ‘slow us down’” he put air quotes around the last three words of his sentence before carrying on. “Georgina was left, for their safety. I guess they thought that she would be the first to go insane and turn on us” I had to stifle a laugh at the end because even I knew it was such a bad idea.
“Wait, then why are you here?” I questioned, I didn’t even want to know what they did to agree to leave us behind. If it wasn’t for me they would be running for their lives, and most probably dead. It was my idea to leave in the first place and I was doing well at leading the troop. I was no leader but I had organised it all and so far I had come up with most of the plans. I looked at the now red Alan; it was now clear he chose to stay here. His mouth would open and close occasionally where he doesn’t know how to reply to my question. I couldn’t help but laugh at his idiocy; I was so close to tear but stopped myself when I got odd looks from everyone else. I straightened my posture and coughed to clear the laughter form my voice. I began to walk towards the next town, stumbling sometimes from the little pain in my foot. No one bothered to offer help but I was fine with that, I was going to get nowhere if I let someone carry me up the steps, to the finish.
Night crept closer and I showed no signs of giving in, not now. We were so close to our goal, with no encounters with the enemy and no more people to help out because they have to survive. What annoyed me most was the silence that passed through our lips; nothing was as excruciating as the pain it brought to my ears. For the words were unspoken but needed to be said. I wanted someone to speak up even if it was an insult, question or even just something completely random like most of my friends would if the silence if it had crept on them. “Why don’t we camp, night isn’t the best time to be walking” Eloise finally said. I sighed but still shook my head. Her expression was shocking and I wanted to move on away from it all. “Why not? You’ve seen enough Zombie films and game play throughs to know night is the worst time to travel” she argued with me. I wasn’t going to stop until the town was in sight. I grunted in response and carried on walking. I couldn’t admit she was right but I was just so determined to ‘question’ the betrayers.
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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!
