Never Wanna Die

Run bitch run!!

          Running from zombies is smart. But those things are just as fast as us

"Holy shit!!" Logan shouted. i turned and spurted a whole slew of curse words picking up the pace. zombies were supposed to be slow and stupid! These things were full blown track stars. They stumbled alot which was the only reason we were still alive but they still hustled.

       I looked at Logan panicking "Dude where are we going?!"

Tina pulled ahead leading us into an alley "follow me!" and thats what we did because whatever alley it was, was a good one. We took different turns till we were sure we lost them. I put my hands on my knees and bent down pantinng trying to catch my breath. It was very cold outside but i still felt warm.

        I took off my hoodie i had put on before we left and tied it securely around my waist. "i thought zombies were supposed to be slow. Not fucking trackstars."

        Tina sat down on a trash can wiping off her sweat.  "man i don't know. There are different types of those things. We call those runners."

      i rolled my eyes sarcastically. "creative" they both stared at me. "what? it was a joke!" Logan sighed getting up.

"cmon ladies we need to get back to the truck." with that we got up and jogged through the alley. there were times we ran into zombies but Logan always took care of them with his combat knife.

"The head always go for the head" I nodded remebering the hospital and shivered.

     "yeah i learned earlier very fast"

He grinned flashing a stunning smile until one busted through a window behind him and latched on. Tina yelled out and tried to pull the zombie off but it was too late. It took a huge bite into his shoulder tearing the flesh away and shooting blood everywhere.

Tina grabbed its head and twisted it off punting it back into the window. but the stupid body contiued thrashing around like it was having a seizure.

"whats it doing?!" a headless body isnt supposes to move. Logan laid against the wall groaning in pain as Tina pressed the a cloth on the wound but the blood kept coming out. Then it hit me.

       "Tina he's dying isnt he?" She looked up at me noddinng slowly.

   "Damn. i cant believe this is how it ends" he coughed up some blood " I was hoping id die to a bullet in the head or...." he started coughing more blood coming out as his skin paled. "please put me out of my misery. And when you get back to camp....tell...I love him..." his head drooped as blood slowly stopped pouring.

     I looked at Tina as she sniffled and pulled his gear from him. She held out his combat knife to me. "take it. youll need it." I took it tucking it into my belt and stared at him.

    After some time we left heading to an abandoned motel. Tina led me through it quietly and for a girl greiving she was handling herself well tears slowly streamed but she kept pushing herself. she stopped at a room with the windows boarded up.

    She unlocked the door anf closed it locking it back up.

"uh help me put this drawer om the door" she wiped her eyes and we pushed the drawer to the door.

"get some rest. we leave in a few hours" with that she  laid on a bed and went to sleep. For me i stayed up and let the days events playing on repeat In my mind. I looked around the room till i found the bathroom and looked my hair