Survival 2

Chapter 11

"Who are you?" The girl asked me.

"I'm Amber, why were you running and what from?" I asked.

"My husband." She said.

I grabbed the girl and brought her to the couch. She sat down and I grabbed her a pop. The women sat there and looked scared and upset. It wasn't a sight I wanted to see so I got up to get Taylor. I walked up to all the bedrooms then I checked downstairs. Both times I couldn't find him so I checked the basement. Instantly I found him, he was checking out some knives.

"Hey, there is a women here she's up stairs, could you maybe come up too, I just don't have a good feeling about her." I told him.

"Yeah sure I'm coming." Taylor said.

We were about to go up the stairs when we heard people talking. The women told some people that we were up stairs and I could hear them running. They came back and said no one was there. That's when I felt someone grab me. Taylor pulled me towards a window and threw Timber up. He helped me up then I helped him. When we got out we snook to the truck hoping nobody would hear us. I jumped into the front and started the car. We were about to leave when the people came out. I noticed who it was, It was Sara, Jack, and Lexi. The kids weren't with them.

Taylor looked back then grabbed my head and pushed it down. Before I knew it there were shots. They shot at the truck and hit the windshield. It shattered and hit me, and Taylor. I pulled my head up and slammed on the gas. We sped even faster out of there. Not once did we look back.

We drove until we ran out of gas. When the truck stopped I got out first then Timber, and then Taylor. We walked a while until I was stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Your bleeding." Taylor said.

"I'm fine just some cuts." I told him.

"Here let me get it for you." Taylor said pushing my hands away.

He pulled my head towards him and started to dab the cuts. Every time he touched one I could feel a shock of pain. It sucked, it hurt and was bleeding like crazy. As we walked along I grew more tired and weak. Soon I was tripping over my own feet. Taylor picked me up and carried me along. I ended up falling asleep.

When I woke up I noticed I was in a bed. It was morning and I was sore. I walked to the bathroom and noticed that I had some bandages on my head. There was some dried up blood and it hurt. When I looked down I saw some bloody shards of glass. They were on the counter on a small napkin. The way they looked was horrifying, some were really long others were really small and some you could barely see. I walked around looking for Taylor. When I found him he was in the kitchen getting some food.

"Hey sleepy head." Taylor said passing me a granola bar.

"How did you get the shards of glass out of my head?" I asked.

"Your not the only one who went to medical school." He said.

"Well then thank you." I said hugging him.

There was a loud thud in the basement, then a scream. I got a knife and opened the door. It came running.