Chapter 7

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I grabbed a gun on my way out of the farm.

Just a small pistol.

"Run!" I yelled and guided Claire and my dad to the truck.

I put my hand to her back and lightly shoved her in front of me to my dad.

I shot the walkers closest to me.

"Go! Now!" I screamed and ran to a truck.

"Get in! Now!" I yelled.

We got into the seat and my dad started up the truck.

I held Claire as close as I could to me. She was crying on my shirt.

•Chandler's POV•

I didn't know where Bella was.

I heard gunshots, screaming.

What if she died?

What if she got caught up and was hiding?

"Bella!" I screamed.

"Chandler, we have to go!" My dad yelled.

We were with my dad, Beth, Renae, and Samantha.

I saw Daryl get out on his motorcycle.

"Dad I have to find Bella." I said.

Samantha was huddled up to Renae and Beth sat on the other side of Samantha next to me.

Beth was so little.

She was 17 years old but smaller then Bella.

She was freaking out about Claire.

"I'm sure she's fine, she is most likely with Be-" I said and paused.

Bella.

She getting entering my mind.

Where the hell was she.

"We're going to stop here, the others will most likely stop here." My dad said as we got to the nearest road.

We waited about an hour and then a truck motorcycle pulled up.

Daryl got off.

We were sitting in the bed.

"Hey, where are the others?" Daryl asked.

"We don't know." I said.

Samantha was clinging to Renae.

Bella and her dad and Claire were missing.

Then another truck pulled up.

"Bella!" I yelled and ran to her.

"Chandler!" She yelled and ran towards me.

She jumped and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Oh my gosh I was so worried!" She cried.

"Me too." I said into her neck.

It felt so good to hug her.

Claire was still crying as Beth held her.

Everything that has just happen.

The whole world was over as we knew it.

~Bella's POV~

Claire was still holding onto me crying.

We pulled to a corner on a road.

Daryl was there.

I couldn't see anyone else.

Suddenly he came into view.

"Chandler!" I yelled as we stopped.

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