Zombie Apocalypse [On-Going]

Ch.2 [Decision]

Elise Haven~

I groggily woke up as the sunlight hit my face. I stood up and walked towards the bathroom. My head was pounding and everything was blurry. F*cking hang-over.

I turned the shower knob and the water started to sprinkle. I stripped and let the water hit my body.

I closed my eyes and felt my surroundings. Everything was quiet. Weird. Usually Mom can be heard singing while cooking some breakfast but now. Everything is quiet.

When I finished showering I walked inside my room and opened the closet. I grabbed my red shorts (not really shorts because...) that reached my knees, and my black crop top.

After I put it on and got my shoe laces tied, I grabbed my phone and my sling bag.

I quietly opened the door, careful not to wake Mom. Is she even asleep?

I walked out of my room and down the stairs. I was shocked to see that no one was in the Living Room.

I walked in the Kitchen and saw no one. I looked all over the house but saw no one.

The only place I didn't check is my Mom and Dad's Room. I quietly walked towards it and opened the door.

I walked inside and saw her. She was looking out in the window and her back was facing me. I heard some coughing and I got worried so I walked towards her.

"M...Mom are you alright?"

I nervously said. No reply.

I gulped and I gently put my shaking hands on her shoulder.

She turned around and lashed at me. My eyes widen and instincts kicked in. I grabbed the nearest thing on me and that is a lamp. (so common -_- )

I don't wanna hit her but I got no choice. I slammed it on her face and blood splattered everywhere. I flinched as she fell to the floor and twitched.

Her bloodshot eyes pierced mine as she wobbly stood up. I grabbed my pocket knife on my sling bag and before she can bit me I dig the knife deep in her skull.

Blood started to pour and stain my hands. Tears started to form in my eyes and I backed away as her body fell on the floor.

I...I can't believe I killed a person. And that person is my own Mother.

My whole mind went blank and every part of me became numb.

I killed my own Mom...
I killed my own Mom...

My mind was screaming that phrase over and over again, killing me painfully and slowly with guilt.

Suddenly a loud crash from the outside awaken me from my thoughts. I shakily walked around my dead mother's body and take a peek outside.

I can't see anything except for the black smoke. Then...I heard something that made a chill run down my spine. Screaming.

I backed away from the window and run in my bedroom. I dug on my closet and started packing some useful things.

I spread the things that I found on the closet. I got a flashlight, some bandages, a whistle, an alcohol and my diary.

I put all of that on my sling bag and grabbed my cardigan. I looked around the room and saw...the family picture. Tears formed on my eyes as I grabbed it and put it in the slingbag too.

I sat on my bed and I face my television. I turned it on but all I can see is static.

Suddenly a distorted voice rang from the poor reception.

"Please....s..tay...i.ndoo...rs and.....st...ay...sa...f..e"

I looked at the T.V hoping I can get some useful things but it remained static. That's when I remembered my best friends. I grabbed my phone and started calling them, one by one but none of them answered. I hope their alright.

I sighed and my stomach growled.

I stood up and when I step towards the door, I stumbled and fell on the floor. I almost cussed but I stop myself. When i stood up I glared at the thing who tripped me.

And I saw, it was my baseball bat...I walked beside my bed and grabbed my back pack.

I looked at the bat,picked it up and looked at it. So many memories...

I walked out of my room while putting the bat inside the backpack. As I passed my parent's bedroom, something caught my eyes. The spaghetti. My stomach growled again and I instantly walked towards it.

Should I eat it? No? Yes?No?Yes...

I sighed. No, I shouldn't eat it. Maybe it's infected.

I walked downstairs until I reached the kitchen. I started digging through the cabinets and drawers, luckily I found some foods.

I walked towards the refrigerator and opened it. I started grabbing the foods that I can see and when I had enough, I spread it all in the table.

There are three cans of Tuna, two boxes of milk, a packet of sandwiches, some apples and five water bottles. I grabbed an apple and started munching it.

When I was finished, I grabbed the food and put it in my backpack.

I shakily walked towards the door. Should I get outside? If I get outside, it was risk. But if I stay in here, I will just rot and die.

What should I choose? To stay here or get outside?