"Mrs. Joan lock the door, cover the windows, don't let anything or anyone come in," Will yells with fear in his eyes.
"Okay. Skylar come inside."
"No," I look at Will with a surprise.
"No? Skylar is hurt. She will be safer with me," Mrs. Joan says.
"Trust me Mrs. Joan, she will be safer with me," I look at Will with surprise that he is assure that he will keep me safe I look at Mrs. Joan and see her nod. "Skylar follow me."
I follow Will and try to keep up with him with my crutches. He's walking at a fast pace and barley keep up with him. When we get to the source of the screaming I see the zombie. The zombie was an older man. He slowly walks toward a girl who is back up against one of the houses. The source of the screaming was coming from that girl. She is maybe around eleven years old with dirty blonde hair up to her shoulders and piercing blue eyes filled with fear.
I see Will running towards the zombie and the girl with a knife in his hand that I'm not sure where he got from. While running towards them he some how trips and loses his knife along the way. The zombie and turns around where the thud came from and he sees Will. The zombie loses interest in the girl and makes Will his next prey. The zombie walks towards him. Will tries to get away but can't get up fast enough. He tries to get his gun but then the zombie falls on him. Will has his hands on the zombies shoulders trying to keep his mouth from biting his face.
The zombie tries to reach for him. Will is struggling to get it off of him. I start to have this fear that Will isn't going to make out without getting bit and becoming one of him. I start to walk over to them with my crutches. Once I get about two feet away from him. I drop my crutches and stand on my good leg. I pull out my gun from my waist band. I turn the safety off. Raise my arms up, aim, and shoot at its head. I see the zombie go limp and the blood from it spraying all over Will's face. Will finally gets the zombie off of him and stands to see where the sound of the gun came from and wiping the blood off his face. From the corner of my eye see every body come out to see what's going on. The people who are allowed to have guns finally showing up along with the General.
Will finally notices me and looks at the gun I'm holding. He looks at me with surprise then anger. I've never seen him with so much anger since I've met him. After about a minute later he says,"Skylar what the hell were you thinking!"
"Trying to save you from getting bitten!"
"I didn't need any saving!"
"By the looks of it you did. Nobody else with a gun was around."
Knowing that I'm right he responds,"You could have gotten hurt! I wouldn't have been able to protect you!"
"I don't need you to protect me! You don't even know me. If you haven't noticed I can take care of myself!"
He looked at me with hurt in his eyes. He says in a sadden voice," This discussion is over. Skylar hand me the gun please."
I do as I say and put the gun on safety. I hand him the gun while looking him in the eye. After a few moments of starring at each other I bend down to grab my crutches. All of the sudden I start to feel light headed. Will notices my action and looks to see what's wrong. He says," Damn it Skylar. Your leg."
I touch where my wound is and my whole palm is covered in blood. I look at my leg and see blood spreading through my jeans. I'm about to fall to the ground because of the lost of blood and I feel a strong pair of arms carry me. I hear him yell," Somebody get the doctor!" He looks down at me and comforts me. "You are going to be okay."
The last thing I see is his face and this feeling that I am going to be okay. Then my world becomes dark.
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