Just a Game (One Direction Horror)

Chapter 13

A/N Well it has been awhile and I can’t promise how quickly I will update after this, but anyway. I was sitting here and I was like wow I really feel like updating Just a Game. Well y’all definitely reached 30 votes hahaha. But, instead of putting some of the POV’s I promised in this chapter I’m going to put them in later on that way they don’t get wicked confusing and they’ll blend in with the story line better J Hope y’all enjoy.

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*Lelah’s POV*

I have to go after him. If I don’t go after him he’s going to get himself killed and he’s one of the very few people I actually trust from my little group of ‘survivors’. As I watch him turn the corner and venture out of my sight, I turn and run down the hall and into the bedroom.

I can feel my heart beating a million miles a minute as I grab the clothes from last night on and throw the one shoe on; I turn towards the closet and slip on another random shoe. My eyes widen as I realize that these clothes are still soaked in blood, but I can’t change them there isn’t any time.

I leave the room and walk into the weapon room, I look at the shelves of knives and I can feel the adrenaline already pumping through my body. If it wasn’t for the adrenaline I probably would be lying unconscious, on the floor, as I’ve learned from past experiences. I reach my shaking hand out and grab a small blade from the shelf and slip it into my pocket. I grab as many knives as I can and put them in every place they could possibly be. I then venture over to the gun cabinet and pull the black gun bag that rests at the bottom of the glass case out. I put all of the bullets and guns that could possibly fit inside and hoist the now heavy bag over my shoulder.

I run into the kitchen and open one of the cabinets, searching through a huge pile of keys.

“Come one I know it’s in here.” I say frantically trying to find it.

“Yes.” I say as I find the small one that rests in the corner. I take the small key into my hand and run towards the door. I burst out side and run around to the back of the house. A smile forms onto my face as my eyes land on a black motorcycle that rests against the side of the house.

“I knew it was still here.” I say with a laugh. Before I can reach the bike I feel something grab my shoulder. As I turn around I stumble and fall on my back and watch as the biter falls on top of me. I try to push it back with one of my arms as I frantically search for a knife. Come on, I say patting the side of my leg, finally my hand comes in contact with a knife and I grip the handle. I pull the knife up and stab it into the back of its head, and zombie blood splatters all over my face. The thing goes limp and I throw it off of me.

I stand up and wipe the blood off my cheek. Really Li? Why did you have the leave the gate open!

I run towards the bike, because well you know where there’s one there’s probably more.

I hastily hoist myself onto the motorcycle, and resituate the gun bag to keep it from falling off. I take the key and put it into the motorcycle, a loud roar comes from the motor, I forgot how loud this was… Well I’ll have to keep moving because these things are definitely going to know where I am. I start driving and turn the corner of the house; I swerve past a few biters as I make my way up to the road.

Alright which way did Liam go, right, just as I’m about to shift the motorcycle to the right I hear gun shots. I stop the bike and take off my helmet, letting my hair fall loose around my face. The gun shots seem to be coming from the left. What if that’s everyone else…..