You look at your mom. "Zoe?" "What do I do?" "Look through the hole first." "okay." You walk over to the door quietly and peek through. "It's a boy with a little girl. She looks hurt." "Hurt? How?" "I can't see enough. But we can't trust anyone." "We don't have to trust them. Let them in but don't let them leave our sights." You open the door. "Please can we come in? My sister needs help and everyone's gone crazy."
"Are you bit? Scratched?" "No. Neither of us." "Come on." "Thank you." They walk in and sit on the couch."what happened to her?" "She fell running away from one of the sick people. Landed on her wrist and hit her knee hard." "How old is she?" "5." "Come with me."
You go into the bathroom and grab a first aid kit. The little girl hops on the counter and starts asking questions.
"Were you a doctor?" "No, my mom was. I was in training though so I know enough. Does this hurt?" You put your finger on her wrist and push a little. "A lot." Her eyes began to water. "What about this?" You move it slowly and she cries in pain.
"Hun, what's your name?" "Emma. My brothers Preston." "Well Emma, your wrist is not broken but it is Sprained." "Oh. What about my knee?" "It's just bruised, it'll go away in a couple days." "What's your name?" "I'm Zoe. My mom out there is kryssie." "My best friend has been missing. I haven't seen her in a week. Is she sick?" "I don't know sweetie. I hope not. "
you wrap her wrist and walk to Preston. "It isn't too serious just a Sprained wrist. Her knee will be fine." "Thank you." "Yeah."
You walk into the kitchen and watch Preston and Emma. "What are you thinking about?" Your mom stares at you."nothing. Just she's only 5 and she has to go through this. yeah she has her brother but in the bathroom she asked me if her friend was sick, but I had to tell her that I don't know."
"Well it isn't like you Lied." "I know but a child her age shouldn't have to go through this." "At least she's here with us." "She'll be terrified if we have to leave." "She'll be fine. She will learn real fast how to be brave with you here." You smiled at your mom and turn back to Emma and Preston.
"Preston I'm tired." "I know em. I am too. But we gotta stay awake." "If you need to rest we have an extra room upstairs." "Ah, you don't need to do that." "No, please. Especially her." "Thank you. Really." "I'll show you where it is." You all go upstairs while your mom continues making food.
"Here. If you need anything I'm next door or downstairs." Preston smiles and goes in the room with Emma.
Night falls and it's completely silent other than the loud groans from the dead waiting outside your door. "ZOE!!!" Preston yells from upstairs. You sprint upstairs and into their room. "Yea- oh my god." Emma's eyes are rolled back in her head as blood pour's out of her nose and her body twitches uncontrollably.
"She's having a seizure." You say as you grab Emma and you lay her on her side. "Do you have any medication for her? Is this a normal thing?" "Yeah she's had them since she was a baby but never like this. I couldn't find her meds. I wanted to make a pharmacy run to get new ones."
Preston's eyes tear up."what kind of medication did she have?" "sedatives, anticonvulsant's, anything." "I'm not sure if we have anticonvulsants left but we do have sedatives. My sister used to have seizures all the time." "Used to?" "It's complicated." There's a few moments of silence." anyway, I can go to the pharmacy and get what she needs. For now you can use my sisters."
You run downstairs and start preparing to go to the pharmacy.
"You can't go alone!" Your mom says from the living room."Mom, how long have I been preparing for this." "Zoe, i-" " how long?" "Huh, your whole life, just like your dad." "Right. I know what to do and how to protect myself. Our phones still work and the power hasn't been shut off yet, so if I need help I can call you or text you." "What if you don't make it to your phone in time?" "Then it's up to you three to survive." "Zoe!" You walk out the door to the car before she can say anything else and you go to the pharmacy.
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zombie apocalypse | the fallen (book One) [REWRITING]
HorrorFirstly, A trigger warning for mental health/ self inflicted wounds when reading. you're only 18 years old. your name is zoe. you always had a love for the apocalypse but didn't think it would truly happen. and you slowly learn that nobody is who t...