The Apocalypse

Chapter 12

I looked over to Isaiah and I raised my knife up to his throat. I looked at my friend as I sliced his neck wide open. He fell to his knees and grabbed at his neck. I looked at him as I walked over to one of the unused bear traps. I picked one up and walked back over to Isaiah. He looked at me one last time with tears in his eyes. I kicked him down to the ground and I put the bear trap on his head. Before it went off, I walked away.

Abby was still standing there, shocked at what I had done. To be honest, I had regretted killing my childhood friend. But there wasn't anything I could do now. What I did was final. I tried to hold in the tears that were coming. As much as I hated my decision, I had to learn to live with it. The next few hours weren't very pleasant either. While I was on my way back to my home, Doctor Plum came outside and asked what had happened. 

I explained to him how Robert and Isaiah were trying to leave and how I killed them both. "Where are their bodies?" He asked. I pointed to the front gate. He started walking to where their bodies were. He called me over. "This is why they left." He said, pointing at a note in Robert's hand. I bent down and grabbed it. When I read it, I realized that they weren't trying to leave the group. Instead, they were trying to help Grace before she died. I looked down at their bodies in shock.

I went over and I looked into their backpack. They had smuggled some medicines and food. I looked back at their bodies. I felt like complete shit. There's a reason why they were trying to get away so fast, and I stopped them. I killed them. But if that's why they were leaving, then why were they so defensive about it? I heard groaning again and I remembered that there were zombies coming towards us. I had taken out my knife, which still had some of Isaiah's blood, and went towards the seven zombies that were slowly making their way towards me.

I stabbed each one in the head. Except for one. The last one was one of the most painful ones. It was Robert. I looked at him and I started to cry. I just couldn't handle killing him again. Abby saw that I was struggling, so she took care of him. She came over to me and hugged me. I pulled her close and I said, "I'm sorry." She looked at me, concerned. "Why are you sorry?" She asked. I showed her the note. Then she looked up at me. "They weren't trying to leave?" She asked. I shook my head no.

She looked back down at the note and then I watched as her eyes widened. I could tell she was about to cry. "Grace is still alive?" she asked through tears. Josh came around and put his hand on her shoulder. "Yes, she is alive. But barely. That's why they were crowded around me in my bed at the doctors office." He said. She looked pissed. Then she stormed off into our house. "I should go over there, shouldn't I?" I asked. Josh nodded his head yes. I started to hobble on towards my house. I had opened the door and Abby was pointing her gun at me. 

"Did you know!? Did you know my sister was alive!?" She said. "No. I hadn't known a single thing. And until a couple of days ago I didn't even know who you were." She continued to stare at me as if I was lying. I walked forward closer to her barrel. "Do you think I'm lying?" I asked her. She put her finger on the trigger. "Would I ever lie to you?" I asked as I put my forehead onto the barrel. "Tell me, what's the name on your gun?" Abby took her finger off of the trigger and looked at her gun. Faintly, she said "Manny." I walked closer to her. I took out my revolver and read the name that was on it. "And mine says Abigail. Tell me, is it a coincidence our matching guns have each others names on it?" She looked at me.

"If I didn't love you I wouldn't be here in this spot, right here and right now." I said as I took her into my arms. She put her arms around me and squeezed me. She looked up at me and I kissed her forehead. She was still looking at me by the time I was done. She said to me, in a light voice, "I love you, Manny." I looked down at her beautiful face and I replied, "I love you too Abigail." Even after she looked back down at the ground I still looked at her. It is pretty crazy, life. It'll bring you things you didn't even know you had. But then again, it will take away things (and people) that you thought would always be there for you until the very end.