The Dark Side

Chapter 1

Alex's POV

I looked at the gun that was shaking in my hand. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take anymore deaths of the ones that I loved the most. I was just holding the group back anyway, it was my fault Kyle had just died. I couldn't take care of myself so I caused his death.. Pathetic. I put the gun up to my temple and suddenly the faded echoes were becoming louder and louder. I could barely make out Jake's shape because of the tears that were overflowing my eyes. I gave him a small smile and managed to say

"Don't worry.. it'll be okay" without my voice breaking.

His arms were extending towards me and before I knew it I pulled the trigger.

Woah I guess I got way ahead of myself. I seem to do that a lot. But first let me introduce myself. I'm Alex. Just Alex, don't ask what my last name is because I'm not going to tell you. I'm 16 years old, and the only child of two divorced nut jobs. But that's a different story, the story I'm about to tell you is my story.. well and my friends'. It's actually quite unbelievable considering the fact that my friends and I always joked about it.. and how I would be the one to die. You have probably guessed it by now.

That's right the zombie apocalypse. I remember the first day it happened, hell I have lost track of how long it's been, but let's get started to day one when life went from going to school every day to trying to survive every day.

Day 1

Finally it was Friday. Not only does the weekend start today, but I get to see Jake. You see Jake is a freshman at college now and I never get to see him as often as I'd like, but you know how that goes. I looked at myself one last time in my mirror making sure I looked nice.  I smiled at my reflexion, new outfit felt amazing.

I walked downstairs and grabbed an apple and began to leave until I saw a note on the table and a set of keys.

Princess,

I'm sorry, but I'm going to be unable to make it to your singing competition.  In New York, business meeting with CEO. I love you.

~Dad

P.S. Hope you enjoy your new car :)

Typical dad.. he never makes it to any of my things for school.. or anything at home either. He's always away on business. I can't really tell you when the last time I actually sat down and had dinner with my father and had a decent conversation with him about how our days were.

I'm used to it, my father pretty much buying my love. He's scared that I'll leave with my mom. But that is really unlikely she is a nut job with a psycho boyfriend. Oh here I am getting off topic again lets just go to the drive to school.

Through the Dark blasted through the speakers and I couldn't help, but to sing along.

But don't burn out

Even if you scream and shout

It'll come back to you

And I'll be here for you

Oh I will carry you over

Fire and water for your love

And I will hold you closer

Hope your heart is strong enough

When the night is coming down on you

We will find a way through the dark

I belted those lyrics like there was no tomorrow, what can I say I'm a sucker for that British/Irish boy band by the name of One Direction. But I mean what teenage girl isn't right about now? I love to sing well only to myself and when I'm forced to sing at singing competitions by the choir teacher. So I guess you could say I have an okay voice.