I ran through the streets, people running everywhere, or dead on the floor. I just needed to get to the house and get my gear and maybe find my parents. They didn't really care about me much. My dad was always out at strip clubs, or "working" as he calls it and my mum knows and gets pissed every night just to forget. While I was lost in my train of thoughts I didn't even realise I was home. I walked in to my dad snogging the face off some bitch who looked like a drag queen. "oh um... Hey TayTay... This isn't what you think..." He mumbled. TayTay.. He used to call me that when I was six, im15 now. "fuck it dad, where's mum?" I asked rushing about. "at the hospital, some fuck ripped a chunk out her arm, same idiot bit into my arm and drew blood, I showed him whos boss though" he said proudly. Well that's mum gone. We were both too busy taking to realise the woman had fallen, lifeless. Oh shit. She crawled to my dads leg and took a big chunk out of it. He wailed n agony and fell to the floor.
I ran upstairs and searched under my packed bed, puling out a shoe box. I grabbed my butterfly knife and my IMI desert eagle, frantically searching for more ammo and knives. I found a hunters rifle, assault rifle, a couple kitchen knives and my katana off the wall. SO yeah you could say I was prepared for all of this. I heared thumping from the stairs and jumped into action. To buy myself some time I shoved my drawers in front of my door to stop the bastsrds getting in. I grabbed my Doc. Martians , and put on a tank top and some old ripped jeans, since it was summer after all then I packed some warmer clothes since our summers can be winter half the time. I strapped my Katana to my back and slipped all my knives into my belt along with the desert eagle then the others on my back with the katana. It was heavy but I managed. I crawled out my window and sprinted to the closest place I could barricade.
I was trapped inside a medical supply shop. I stocked my bag and emptied some of the tablets onto the floor using the small tubs as little water bottles, decent for rationing. I checked the supply rooms for any form of food and got lucky. Some energy bars and 4 packets of crisps. Will have to do. I took the essentials from the shop like pain killers, headache tablets and some rubbing alcohol to clean wounds. I heard some bangs at the door. I checked through a window. It was people. I felt like shit for not letting them in but I couldn't risk it. I didn't know if they were bit, or if they would steal from me or if they were planning to even kill me! after all, it had all turned into a major anachary out there. I cuddled my legs trying to block out the screams and groans from outside. It didn't take long for me to drift off to sleep.
~TIME SKIP~
I woke up to silence. My nerves crept up, making me more alert. This wasn't right. Everyone can't have been killed already could they? As I asked that question there was gun shots from outside. I peeked through my window to see who it was. I saw 3 men and one woman shooting every dead object in its path. They spotted the medical shop I was in. My heart raced. "look!" A muffled voice yelled while pointing at me. Ah shite. They sprinted over to the door and banged and banged "Let us in! We know there's someone there" I noticed the woman was heavily pregnant. I prised the boards off the door and they burst the door open all men holding their guns to my head. "your welcome shit heads" I said rolling my eyes. "how many of the dead have you killed?" One asked me. "none" How many people have you killed?" he said instantly after. "how many questions are u gonna ask me?" I spat. "don't give me attitude little girl" HE said anger filling his voice. "excuse me but I saved your asses, I could have left you for dead but me being the kind person I am saved you cunts, I'm happy for you to leave if your gonna treat me like shite, doors right over there" I blurted out crossing my arms in disgust. "your right, we are sorry" The woman said, pushing the mens guns down from my head. "thank you, My names Taylor, nice to meetcha" I said holding my hand out. "Rick" Rick mumbled pushing my hand out the way. "Shane" Another one said "Morgan", last of all "lori". They all looked like shit and it hadn't even been 24 hours. I noticed Lori had started gagging. She ran to a corner and threw up. I almost threw up myself. "you okay?" Rick asked Lori, concern in his voice. I guessed they were a thing.
An hour or so had passed and nobody had said a single word. I broke the silence "So, where we gonna go?". "We? Morgan and Shane asked in unison. "Yeah, we. you all owe me one may remind you I saved your asses" I shot back. "right" Rick said thinking. "What about, we go our separate ways, if ever we cross paths again, we will return the favour of whatever you want from us" He spoke. "deal, well imam leave now so seeya maybe" I sai and waved. Lori stood and gave me a heart warming hug. t reminded me of my mum before she became an alcoholic.
I checked if the coast was clear then sprinted out clenching a kitchen knife ready to attack. Some of the dead just walked, the walkers. Others tried to get a taste of me but they wre sliced in half. I ran and thought sbout the race with Leon. I then thought about everyone in the school, my friends, the cunts, the teachers. Were they surviving or were they living as one of the dead?
