There was a news lady on the t.v. She looked frightened.
"I must report that the creatures have overtaken cities. Scientist are not quite sure how this creature passes the disease onto other people but it is not safe. Some are claiming that these creatures are zombies. This is a clip from downtown New York." A clip came on. There were those things, those monsters, the "zombies" I whispered. Zayn looked at me shocked.
"All we can do right now is stay inside, away from the creatures" the news lady reported "and I'm sorry to say but for the time remaining, the world... is on its own"
Zayn turned of the t.v. and sat down next to me.
After a while of sitting on the couch in silence, I started getting nervous, thinking about how we'd survive.
"Zayn, what are we going to do? Stay in the house for ever?" I asked.
"I don't know Izzy, but right now I say our best bet is to board up the house and stay here. Maybe our parents will come back." He replied. I could tell he was in deep thought so I decided to go to the kitchen to get some food, but then I remembered that thing, the remnants of Zayn's brother, lying on the floor, blood everywhere and body parts laying in unnatural ways. I stood there for a second just looking at it, and thinking of what the hell I'm going to do with it.
I walked back into the living room and leaned against a wall.
"Zayn, we need to clean it up, soon." I said. He looked confused at first but then he realized what I was talking about.
"Alright." he replied in a serious voice. We put a cloth over the body and carried it out to the garage. He had a garage attached to his house so we didn't have to go outside to face those, things, those monsters. We put him by a wall of the garage and left, Zayn closing and locking the door behind us.
"I got the rest of it, will you start covering the windows with sheets so that they can't see us?" I asked, not sure what response I would get. Would he wan't to stay by me?
"Yea sure okay, I'll do that. Please yell if you need anything or something goes wrong." he replied in a serious voice. I cleaned up the rest of the blood, making sure not to touch any of it with my bare hands. I didn't know how that stuff spreads and I wasn't about to find out. I spent the rest of the day cleaning up the house, and helping Zayn with covering the windows and making sure everything was secure.
When we were done, it was about six in the afternoon. I can't believe just four hours ago I was in school. At the time all I as worried about was weather or not to do my nails.
I was laying my head on Zayn's lap looking up at him. We were sitting on the couch, in the living room.
"Zayn, I'm starting to get hungry. I'm going to out to make some food." I said.
"I'll help" He replied in a protective voice. We wen't out in the kitchen, the smell of cleaner still heavy in the air. I got some water boiling, thank god the stove still worked, and made some mac-n-cheese.
After we were done eating we made sure everything was secure and went upstairs to his room. I was starting to get tired so he gave me an oversized t-shirt to wear and some pajama pants, which were really big on me. He also got into some pajamas. We laid in the bed together, really close. I've never slept in the same bed as him before, my parents were very strict about that kind of thing.
"Zayn, I love you" I said looking into his deep blue eyes.
"I love you to" he replied. I burrowed do, my head on his chest and fell asleep.
I was running, in a corn field, those things around me, trying to get to me. I screamed but nothing came out. All I could think about was Zayn. Where was he, why wasn't he with me. Isaw something out of the corner of my eye. One of them. But he looked so familiar. I looked closer to see it was him. My boyfriend, one of them. I crumpled to the ground, not wanting to live through hell like this alone. He came closer, closer, until he was above me. He fell to the ground. I was screaming, crying and trying to get to him. I wanted him to turn me, to be one of them, but it felt like i was stuck in quick sand. I screamed his name, it sounded like he was saying something...
"IZZY, ISABELLA!" It was Zayn.
"Wha- what. What happened." I asked still dazed.
"You were dreaming. You started screaming and crying so I woke you up. You scared me" he replied in a concerned voice.
"Oh, sorry, it was just a dream, you were on of them, and I wanted to die and everything was" I started
"Shhh Shh its alright, I will never leave you I promise." he said, cutting me off. Just then I heared a scream from outside. I looked at Zayn, then ran to the window. It was a boy, right outside the door, about Daniels age, screaming, pounding on the door as those monsters headed toward him.
"Zayn we have to do something!" I screamed. I opened his door and rushed downstairs. I unlocked the front door ad he fled in, just in time. One of those things, was getting close, too close. I shut the door and looked to where the boy was. He was younger than I thought, younger than Daniel. He was covered in sweat and he was crying. He couldn't have been older than 10.
"Hi, I'm Charlie."
