When Two Worlds Collide

Chapter Four

~Marisol's P.O.V.~

Who the hell was this girl, and why did she look exactly like me? Was I finally snapping? Am I at my breaking point?

I shook my head in answer to the questions that were running through my mind. No; if I were to lose my mind, it should’ve been ages ago; maybe perhaps even before this devastation started.

I grew up with one little sister, Amy, and she was it. She and Darwin meant everything to me. That girl looked up to me with all that she could; sparkling green eyes that glowed with a pleasant hue, a smile pulling at her lips, bright blonde hair completely contrasting from my reddish tint pulled in pigtails. She loved wearing these frocks, dainty little dresses that she spun around in. She loved me with all of her heart, and I returned it. She was truly one of my best friends.

And, ironically, one of the first to be taken under the undead curse; one of the first to be a zombie in my town.

The news of cannibalistic attacks was never new; it had just been unrealistic as a zombie apocalypse. We pushed it off as just some crazed idea, not accepting it until it was too late.

When Amy was attacked, we had both been hiding up my room. Screams inhabited the city, and she clung tight to me, trembling in my arms. Soothing words would do no good, as in my shaking voice, I could come up with none. All we had to do was sit… And wait.

It wasn’t long before they found us.

The door broke open upon the mass crowd of them as my sister and I screamed. I pulled her over to the window, where an emergency fire escape ladder was rolled up conveniently. I looked over the ledge, seeing that my backyard was safely empty. As I pulled her over to go down first, she was pulled out of my grip.

I still remember her screams; her tiny voice when her last words managed to make their way out.

“Survive for me.”

I snapped my head back to face the identical girl who stared at me, the wide green eyes that matched my own sending a chill down my spine.

“So, what do we do now?” She asked as I rolled my eyes angrily, turning around to shut the door as I sat on the floor.

“Just like we always did; survive.”

She plopped on the floor, sitting across from me, tilting her head curiously.

“What’s your name?”

“Marisol.”

“Marisol? Well, it’s nice to meet you, Marisol. I’m Lorelei.” She held her hand out for me to shake, but I stared at her coldly, not about to greet her. She dropped her hand in her lap, sighing as Darwin ran between us. She reached out to pet the furry creature, who immediately confused, looked between the two of us. I chuckled lovingly toward him, offering my hand to him.

“Come here, boy. Come on, Darwin.” I said, and he immediately recognized my tone of voice, striding over to me. He rested his head on my shoulder as Lorelei cooed at him.

“He’s adorable. Darwin, is it?”

I kept silent as she let out another sigh frustratingly.

“Listen, if we’re going to stick together, then we-“

“Who says we’re sticking together?” I interrupted, and she widened her eyes.

“You’re not going to leave me here, are you?”

I stood up, smirking bitterly at her.

“That’d be the case.” I flipped my gun around in my hand as she stood up quickly after me, grabbing my wrist.

“Hey! You aren’t leaving without my gun!” She yelled, and I turned around to face her.

“Excuse me? Your gun? This was my gun in the first place!” I angrily retorted back, and she reached for it. I slapped her hand away, which only seemed to fire her up more. She jumped at me.

“What are you, some spoiled brat?” I pushed her away, and she crossed her arms.

“What are you, some loner bitch?”

I chuckled, shrugging my shoulders as I ran a finger along the body of the gun.

“Sounds about right.”

She growled, and I rolled my eyes at her. In the midst of our anger, I notice Darwin crawling through a hole through the wall. I shrugged it off at the moment.

“Anyways, before I’m caught up into a situation with you, I’m leaving.” I turned around to leave, flinging open the door as a rotting hand swung for my face.

A scream broke through Lorelei’s throat, as I let out a small gasp, bringing my gun up to the monster’s skull and bashing it in. It collapsed immediately, about two others stumbling down the hallway toward our room.

I hurriedly turned around to face the girl that looked eerily like me, pointing to the window.

“Hurry, we gotta get out of here!”

She rushed over to the window, looking over the side.

“We’re two stories above, we can’t jump that far!”

I rolled my eyes, ripping the rolled up ladder from long ago out of my satchel.

“Move over!” I pushed her out of the way, securing the ladder on the windowsill, looking over the edge. Thank the Lord the zombies from earlier had left. The only downside was that we were going to land in a pile of leftovers; the leftovers that happened to be Lorelei’s friend.

“Now come on!” I took her wrist and pulled her over, her swinging a leg over the windowsill and sliding down the ladder. I looked over the ledge, seeing her fighting a scream as she landed on what was left of the arm of her best friend.

I scrambled over the windowsill as a deathly moan followed my path down. I yanked the ladder down from the sill, a friendly bark coming from my side as my golden dog panted. I smiled at him quickly, then turning to Lorelei.

“Come on, if we’re gonna pair up, we might as well start now.”