"Eliot! Slow down!" Lydia chipped from the back seat, her nails dug into the seat.
"I'm only going ten over." He says calmly, as he soars passed a minivan.
The traffic was going quickly, in three-ish houses we would be at the high school. The blue truck in front of us, slammed on the brakes.
I inhale quickly as Elliot slams on the brakes. The chilling sound of metal crunching makes my heart drop.
I blink before looking around me.
We were fine, however a few cars a head of us collided, people rush out of their cars to help the injured. A white beat up minivan pulls up next to us, the driver, a man, yells into the backseat.
I watch him yell and flail his hands, he opens his door, and the back door slides open. Three children spill out, they run off the side of the road into the tall weeds.
"Maria!" The man yells.
A woman with bloody eyes falls out, her brown hair matted to her face, a bloody bite mark shows itself on her neck.
She carefully stands, eyes the man with blank eyes.
I slide my knife from my boot, Elliot's mouth hangs open, "Ross." He says.
Maria runs and jumps on the man, pushing him against his open door.
He wraps his arms around her, her teeth sink into his face.
He screams and tries to push her off, but she stays.
I push open my door , slamming it into the woman's body, pinning her to the man. She shrieks, bloody pours down her chin. I raise my knife and plunges into her skull.
Blood splatters my clothes, it's not crimson like normal blood, instead it's black like ink. I step back and gag,
"MAMA!" A voice screams behind me.
My heart sinks as a young girl pushes past me and flings herself on to her mother's corpse. There where three kids. I look behind me as two boys stand at the end of van, holding each other's hands.
The air is sucked Out of my lungs,
they are twins.
Sirens sound behind me, arms pull me back into the jeep.
"Breath, Ross!" Elliot hold my face in his hands.
I try to breath, but my lungs tighten. A gut wrenching noise escapes my lips.
I wail as Elliot gets in the car and drives us away from the kids.
Adults swarm around them, taking them away from their dead parents.
I did that. That's my fault.
I kick the door repeatedly, screaming as I do.
"Ross!" Lydia says gently.
I tune her out, with my tears and wailing. Elliot turns off on a exit and pulls over. He's at my side immediately, my face buried in his shoulder, his arms wrapped tightly around me. I sob into his shoulder.
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Us against the world
Adventure"When the whole world decided to crap out, I didn't think it would be like this." Lydia Miles and her twin sister Roselyn, "Ross", are natural survivors, raised by a two marine parents, and living in the middle of Wisconsin woods have their perks. B...
