My Friends And The Zombie Apocalypse.

Micheal's Point of View

My co-worker yells to me,"Get the hell out of here!" He's holding the door closed while these creatures try to claw at him. He's not gonna be able to hold the door closed much longer.

I'm sitting on the floor, holding my bitten, lifeless girlfriend close to me. She worked with me and I loved her so much. And now she's dead, soon to turn. I know that I should go in the other room and barricade it, but I'm not leaving her here. I can't. My other co-workers are pulling at me. Yelling at me. Crying even. But I don't care. Tears sting my eyes as I wait for her to turn. I know she'll eat me if she comes back. I'll let her.

I continue to hold her until my friend, Luke, put a knife through her skull. I'm not sad. I feel nothing anymore. This is too much to handle at once.

Luke practically drags me into the back room while the guy holding the door falls over and gets eaten alive. As they shut the door and barricade it, I can hear his screams. He yells my name. Hoping I'll help him. But I can't.

The door is finally barricaded and we start to talk about what to do. Jenna, my girlfriend's best friend, instantly stands and says, "We need to kill the zombies. They took our friend, we need to kill them." Luke says the same thing, cause he likes her and he doesn't have a mind of his own. I'm surprised I'm not strangling him right now.

"We're gonna call them walkers, and if anyone calls them zombies I'm gonna kick their ass." I say. No one says anything and we sit there. The rest of the day is spent like this. I sit in a corner and think about my girlfriend's beautiful face. The one I lost. The one thing that makes me smile. The last and only family I'm losing.

I stay up the entire night while everyone else sleeps. I can't sleep. I may never sleep again. I hear the walkers pounding at the door. I listen to them. I focus on the sound it makes and an image of me beating all the walkers heads in with a bat come in my mind. The blood running down their more deformed faces.

I try to stop thinking about that and focus on Derrick. I wonder what he's doing now. Him and our friends were going to that Skillet concert. I had to stay and work. Otherwise I'd be with them. And Emily would be alive.

Morning comes and everyone gets up off the floor. Nobody speaks. I'm deep in thought about how I could kill the walkers that took Emily from me. There is an emergency fire axe in the corner that I could grab. I ponder on this for a moment. Then I decide to do it. I'm going to kill the walkers, and then I'm going to the only family I have. I'm gonna find Derrick.