Part 9

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Corey's P.O.V.
I woke up in Grayson's "room" which I'm sure was a meeting room but we just put a bed in it. Grayson lay sleeping next to me. I pulled the blanket off of me and laid it on Grayson. Unwrapped the blood soaked bandages on my leg there was a giant stitched gash running up my leg with bruising on the rest of my leg. "Holy fuck!" I whispered but not quiet enough because I woke up Grayson. "Oh my god your leg got way worse." Grayson gasped.
"Wow thanks for calming me down Gray." I laughed.
"Sorry." He laughed. "How bad does it hurt." He asked.
"Like a bitch." I answered. He picked me up and carried me to Rachel she was sitting on a lunch table drinking coffee. She wrapped my leg again and Grayson brought me a cup of cereal without milk.
"It's not broken." She said as I sighed in relief. "But you can't walk on it because of the gunshot wound." She finished. Grayson picked me up. "Ok we need to find you some crutches." He said.
"Can't you just carry me." I laughed.
"Where would the be." He looked around confused.
"Oh the parking lot there's an ambulance in there." I pointed to the back exit. He sat me down and came back with some crutches. We  adjusted them to fit me and then went off. 
SIX MONTHS LATER---------------
My leg is finally healed. A couple months ago I stopped using the crutches but it still hurt to walk but now I can even run without pain so Grayson is letting me go out to woods with him again. We get out into the woods and hide behind a tree. We started talking about what the people who put us in here told us the other week. They told us that they weren't letting us out and that they started the apocalypse all around the world. I pulled my water bottle out of the backpack. I handed it to Grayson first he took a drink of it and his eyes widened. He dumped all the water out onto the ground.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"That wasn't water." He laughed.
"What?" I asked.
"Ethan probably thought it would be funny to but straight vodka in the water bottle." He laughed then I joined him. We heard Motor cycles roaring and men laughing loudly.
I looked at Grayson frightened. He lead me though the woods. We heard footsteps and hid behind a tree.
"I swear I saw someone." A man spoke.
"Who? Where?" Another man responded.
"I don't know it was like two teenagers. There they are!" He yelled and then gun shots went off. I fired at both of them and hit them both. Grayson and I started running I felt exhausted and then everything went black.

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