Infected (yandere boys zombie apocalypse x reader)(completed)

Chapter 1: Destruction

       You push the metal door open, your blood stained fingertips leaving a print against shattered glass. You poke your head out of the doorway. Your (e/c) eyes dart to the left and right. Panic glassing over them. You hesitantly step outside onto the sidewalk behind a hospital. You make your way down a steep hill while heading toward the crowded apartments and small stores in the city. Everything is in ruin. 

     Walls peeling away while  windows are shattered to nothing.  Blood sprayed across the walls or everything in sight. You can spot the remains of people scattered about. Their flesh covered in bites or ripped skin. Some had slashes across their wrists, ankles or throats. A series of suicides had ran through the city like a stack of dominos falling. Those who, were left were eaten by the flesh eaters who, hunted down anything living. 

       You tighten the straps on your (f/c) shoulder bag around your neck. You turn a corner, keeping your guard up. Moans and grunts come from every which way. The sound of the dammed never leave your mind. No matter how many times you turned up the radio or distant pops of gunshots fired 24 seven. They were always there. 

     Two zombies stand down the street, waiting for their next meal. You reach into your back pocket and take out a hunting knife. You stole it from your father before, he died. You step out from the corner. 

    Determination taking over your eyes while your grip tightens on the knife handle, making your knuckles turn white. The two zombies turn your way. Their pitch black sockets burning into your soul. The one on the left growls. It's spilt lip curling into a snarl. Decoying razor teeth covered in blood and human skin. It charges at you, it's bones popping in protest. 

      You stand there waiting for the right moment. 1..... Blood pours from it's rotting skin while the flesh peels off it's knee. 2...... It speeds up like a coyote about to attack. 3...... It comes only a couple of yards from you. So close you can smell death. You kick the creatures knee and step back an inch. The eater's leg splits into two. The bottom half of the leg hitting the concrete. It hits the ground head first. The skull cracking into shattered mirror pieces.   

      

      A grin pulls at your bursted lip. The knife twirls in your hand while you make eye contact with the other creature. Black eyes glare back. It's head snaps back while a howl breaks from it. Then, it goes back in place.  Before, anything can happen, you throw the knife. 

      The blade buries itself in the eater's skull. It hits the ground, limply. You walk up to the corpse, grabbing the handle and pulling the blade out of rotten flesh.   

      You stand up straight and glance around. No more zombies in sight. You start to head into a nearby alley. Shouts can be heard from a distance. It sounds just like other people. You stop in your tracks and race toward the shouts. You turn a corner to 5th avenue. Several zombies are in one area. They are surrounding a group of three boys about your age. You spot two of them in front of a toppled over car. One has a gun taking out the ones far away while the other boy has a axe taking out the ones getting closer. You look up at the toppled over car spotting the third boy. His height blocks out any sunlight and he has a crossbow. He releases the arrow and watch as it buries itself in a zombie's skull. You hear a beep sound and the next thing you know it's skull is blown up. The impact of the small explosion had taken down three other undead in the progress. 

     You race up to the fight with hopes of having friends and finally traveling with real people and not the dead.