The Enemy U.S.A.

Chapter 4: The Couple

Two kids were sitting against a barakade made of desks, one was sick, the other put his arm around her. They were in the highschool, which was swarming with the infected. Some were banging on the door, smelling the kids though the small cracks of the door. The girl was crying as the boy tried to comfort her. The boy was blond and he had black glasses. He was white and had blue eyes. He wore a grey sweatshirt, blue jeans, and grey converse shoes. He was 14. The girl was also blond, blue eyes, and was white. She wore a light blue T-shirt, blue jeans, and blue sneakers. She was also 14. The boy didn't think they were going to survive. He looked at his weapon, their only weapon, leaning on the wall of the health room. He then looked at the homemade bomb he was given. He then took out the instructions on how to make one, a frying-pan, gun powder, etc. He was given the bomb and instruction from a friend he lost as he was ambushed by the infected. Miguel was the friends name. As the boy chopped down the 7 infected that tore through his friends flesh, his friend slowly gave him the blood stained paper and told him where his bomb was. "Use... it... w-when... y-y-y-you... n-need... i-i-it." Miguel's last words, he bleed to death.

The boy lifted off his glasses to wipe a tear from his eye. He put his glasses back on and looked at the girl leaning next to him. "Kelly," he asked. "Are you feeling better?" She fell asleep, and didn't answer.

The boy then looked back at his weapon, a great sword, about 3 feet long. It was a sturdy iron blade with a leather hilt. It had some stained blood on it. He looked back at Kelly. He needed to escape with her, if was the only way.

He slowly got up and went to the window, 3 of the infected, teenagers, we're banging on the window. He and Kelly were stuck her for 3 days without any food and little water. If they stayed here they would die of dehydration. He was weak, Kelly, his girlfriend, was sick. He couldn't stand to see his girlfriend slowly dying. She needed food and water. He was thinking of doing something crazy. He lifted his great sword with his two hands and slowly walked to the window. He laid the sword next to the window and went to get the bomb. He set it down and dug in his pocket for the match box he found in the room, it only had a few left. He took one out and slid it closed. He put the match against the top of his ear. He then grabbed the handle to the window and unlocked it. He then attempted to open it. It made a load squeaking sound as it opened an inch. One of the infected teenagers put her fingers through the crack. He hear them moan louder. Kelly stirred and opened her eyes to see what her boyfriend was doing. "Tyler," she said slowly. "What are you doing?"

A tear went down his cheek. "I'm going to save us." He said. He yelled as he opened the window completely and he fell over. The infected started to climb in. He got up slowly, his stomach was begging for food. One of the male teenagers climes in and ran at Tyler. He dodged it and fell to the floor again. He rushed to get up and he finally picked up his great sword. He lifted it as the teenager ran at him again. His eyes were yellow and his jaw was dangling. It's test where yellow and it was slightly covered in boils. It's arms were outstretched and it's nails like claws. Tyler then swung down. The sword was lodged inside its head, the teenager fell down with its sword stuck to its head. Tyler tried to get the sword our, but it was hard for him as he was too weak to do it, he hadn't eaten in 3 days. The other two teenagers, witch were female, climes thought the window.

As Tyler was attempting to try to pull the sword out, he looked at Kelly, she was crying and trying to get up, she was weaker than Tyler. She didn't eat at all as well and had a little water and was sick. "Kelly!" he screamed. He tried to take the long sword out and he saw that one of the infected dashed at his girlfriend.
"No!" Tyler ditched his sword and ran at the teenager, the other close behind him. Tyler got a boost of adrenaline. He jumped at the teenager he was chasing after and tackled it. He turned it around and started to bash it head with both fists. He popped some of the boils and his fists were starting to get covered in puss and blood. "Tyler look out!" Kelly shouted.

Tyler looked behind and was tackled by the other teenager. It tried to bite his face but he was holding it back. The infected he was beating up grabbed his leg and bit him. Luckily, Tyler was wearing jeans, but it still hurt him. He screamed in pain and tried kicking at the one who bit him. He broke it's nose and one of its eyes was dangling off. He tried not to barf. Then he saw a blue sneaker kick the teenager in the face, he heard its neck snap and it fell on him. He saw it was Kelly but she fell back down, breaking heavily. He then focused his attention on the one who bit him. He kept kicking at it, but it was useless. He tried pushing the body off of him, but he was too work to do it. The teenager who was attack his leg took off his shoe and started biting it. He has his chance. He rolled the body off him and got back up as quickly as he could.

The teenage then looked at him with her good eye and dropped his shoe. She growled at him and Tyler yelled and tackled her. He then started to bash her face like he did before. "Die you son of a bitch!" He yelled. The teenager was screaming in pain, it was screeching, it sounded like a bat in pain. He finally broke her skull open. It's blood was pooling on the floor. Tyler got up and looked at his bloody, bruised hands. He then bent over and threw up on the body, it was over, he did it.

Tyler looked at his girlfriend and slowly walked towards her. She curled up in a ball, she was out cold. "Kelly?" Tyler asked, shaking her. He started tearing up. "Kelly? Kelly! Kelly!" he was going histarical. "No! No! Kelly!" he checked her pulse, it was beating slowly. He looked up with tears filling up his eyes. "Fuck you!" He got up and kicked the dead body of the teenager that was on top of him. "Fuck you! Fuck you!" More of the infected were at the door, the banging and moaning got louder. "Fuck you!"

Tyler picked up Kelly and carried her to the window. He comes out with her in his arms and slowly and gently laid her on the ground. "I'll be back," he said. "I promise." He climes back through the window in the health room and went to get his great sword. He placed his foot on the head of the dead male teenager and pulled his sword out. He then laid it next to Kelly outside and got the bomb. When he hopped outside again he checked if the match was still behind his ear, sure enough it was.

Tyler then ran into a problem right away, how was going to carry his girlfriend, sword, and bomb? He looked to his left and saw 9 grown-ups, the landscapers, they were feasting on a couple of squirrels they caught. Tyler panicked. He couldn't fight them all at once. He laid his long sword on Kelly, who was still out cold, and the bomb and the sword, and lifted her up. He almost dropped her because the great sword made it heavier. He grunted loudly and looked at the grown-ups, they noticed him. "No." He tried to run, but couldn't because of his girlfriend. The grown-ups were pretty slow, but we're slowly catching up to Tyler, so he picked up his pace. The middle school was pretty far, but he had to get there, it was a low risk of any of the teachers to still be there, maybe some kids, food, water, and medicine. He had to take the chance.

Tyler looked back, the grown-ups were a few feet away. Their clothes were all sweaty, they all wore hats of their country like Mexico, El Salvador, and Guatemala. When Tyler saw the 2 wearing the hat with the El Salvadorian flag it reminded him of his best friend, Kevin. He hoped he was okay, but he didn't want to hope, because everything and everyone he hoped to be alright was gone, like Miguel, his life, and possibly Kelly. "No," he said. He was standing staring at the grown-ups that approached with anger in his eyes. "I won't lose Kelly. I won't lose here!" He slowly set her down and took the bomb. He was going to detonate it.

Tyler was thinking that if he did, he would kill the grown-ups and maybe some survivors might come and help, but at the same time it might attract some infected. He was halfway to the school, but he ones he couldn't make it, he was becoming tired, his stomach roared for food. The grown-ups were now only 3 yards away from him.

Tyler worked as swiftly as possible, he rigged it up, now all he had to do was light the match and set the bomb off, but he would only have 5 to 8 seconds to do so. He reached in his pocket for the match box, he looked up and saw the grown-ups picking up their pace. He dropped the match box and the matches all rolled to the floor, even the one he was holding, he quickly grabbed one. He looked up again, and saw that one fell and the others fell on top of him. He smiled a bit, he lit the match, he was going to light it but the grown-ups were only 1 yard away. He didn't know how big the explosion was going to be. He didn't want to risk it. He didn't even know if it was going to work. "Screw it." he lit the bomb, aimed it, and threw it.

Tyler ran to Kelly and covered her body. He braced himself and headed the bomb hit one of the grown-ups, it exploded. He held Kelly right as he was launched forward. He hit the ground hard, the air was knocked out of his lungs. His ears were ringing. "Kelly." he said weakly. He blacked out.