Z: In The Heart of the Queen City

Chapter 11

I gasped. "Jaycee," I whispered under my breath. Jollibee was just staring at me. One eye seemed drooped. He (or whatever was in it) had black blood dripping from it's smiling face, his hat seemed dirty too but to be honest, everything about Jollibee was dirty. You know, just imagine a zombie Jollibee.

Jaycee didn't wake up, but Jollibee had already climbed the counter ready to attack us. "Jayce, please." I pleaded. Then he attacked, yes the mascot we all loved wanted to make me C3 with medium fries and drinks. He dove for my seat then I threw myself to where Jaycee was knocking us both on the floor. With all the strength I had I pushed Jaycee under the car hoping it could help keep him safe while I go one on one with Jollibee. The mascot angrily jumped again, this time I narrowly escaped by turning to the counter we hit. I saw that Jollibee was probably enjoying his human buffet as several dead employees were sprawled on the floor each one of them missing a limb or two almost too dead and broken up to regenerate. My heart dropped as Jollibee began sniffing, yes guys that sick motherfucking bee began to sniff the air. Then he began to attempt to push the car over to get to Jaycee (zombies are too dumb to bend, we've kinda established that already). I fired a shot, Jollibee spun around then I saw his butt bitten off. Oh so that's where you were bitten you poor little bee. He lunged at the counter and I attempted to shoot his head off but the gun stopped firing when the bullets got stuck on something. Jollibee then tried to wrestle me in full WWE mode but missed, he knocked his head in the employee of the month wall. The impact broke his head exposing the real ugly zombie beneath it. It was a bald man or he just probably lost his hair for some reasons which were the least of my worries because this time he was exposed. I mean like full barred teeth. Ready to eat me.

When he spun around I threw a container filled with hot oil used for deep frying, it sprayed on my skin and I winced at the burning sensations. It screeched in pain and I kicked it in the shins the same way I kicked that motherfucker when I was a kid. Jaycee appeared behind him and using his axe he sliced his head open. Jollibee's innards decorated the whole place like spaghetti on the wall during a kid's party. "It's about time you woke up!" I said. "Oh Jesus Em, sorry for suffering a mild concussion." Jaycee replied sarcastically.

"You okay?" He asked.

No not really, I'm stuck in a fucking zombie apocalypse how am I ever going to be okay. Then I looked at Jaycee's face. He had a grim expression almost like he was just ready to surrender to death or something. "You know Jayce, it could have been you." I told him, remembering Martin, I secretly prayed that they were safe. "I don't regret it nothing being me." Jaycee said. "I...I hope they made it. Otherwise your sacrifice would mean absolutely nothing." I stared at the ground, that should be the least of my worries because I still needed to save my sister.

But the problem was... there was no certainty on her whereabouts. Or if she was even still alive.

"I think Martin likes you." Jaycee said leaning against the counter. It was a comment out of the blue, "What?" I asked again, not sure if I had heard right. "That young hotshot kid panicked when he realized you weren't in the room last night and you saw his face before he left, I swear he looked like a lost puppy." He laughed. "No fucking way, you'd panic if I was lost too." I said feeling my face turn red a bit. "Oh Emma! Your totally turning red! You like him too!" Jaycee teased. My God, this wasn't a time to joke about things. "I mean he is cute, if I were a girl I'd totally do him." He said laughing. "That is the weirdest thing to say." I told him, "Ha! Come on Em, loosen up a bit, it's the fucking apocalypse. The population's gonna get down, we gotta procreate! Might as well do it with a hot young boy like Martin."

I blushed trying hard to push any thoughts of procreation to the back of my head. "You are gross," I shook my head. "Jayce, we need to get out of here. Chris' wife first then my sister and your girlfriend, if we're lucky they could be in one place." I said going back to warrior mode. It seemed like a long journey but somehow I couldn't help but bring myself to believe that we could actually do it. Jaycee nodded in agreement his face becoming serious.

We went out to the road, needing to get another car. We made it to the highway dodging newly turned zombies and day old zombies alike, trust me you'd know the difference by judging their clothing and uhm, zombie agility. As soon as we reached the Maxwell hotel, a seven foot zombie came out of the corner and tackled us. "Shit!" Jaycee said smashing to the one of the cars in the parking lot. "This dude must have been a basketball player!" "Really Jayce? I think he could be fucking Usain Bolt!" I cried. As I said it, the zombie looked at me then began to pursue me with knocking over the debris along the way. I rolled to the floor and watched as more began to spill towards us. God, this was getting old. "Jayce, watch out!" I fired a shot then hit one that almost got Jaycee.

Word of advise for all you lucky bastards living in a non infested city, in case a zombie outbreak happens remember this: Never turn your back on a zombie. Especially the athletic kinds. As I did, the thing jumped to where I was and I narrowly escaped it by rolling to the ground. I got to my feet then was horrified to know that I was cornered. But before the undead thing jumped to me, a Hummer came crashing to it. I breathed fast, God that was close. The doors to the Hummer opened revealing my hero.

And low and behold, there was Martin De Wolf. His blonde hair glistening in the sunlight.

"Strike two you little geek!" He said smiling a bit. Then he repeated exactly what I had said to myself, "Never turn your back on a zombie." I shook my head, remembering what Jaycee told me earlier, stop thinking that! This isn't fucking twilight! "I'm not a geek!" I protested. "You aren't exactly Katniss Everdeen either." Martin told me, still holding his rifle. "HA! You watched the hunger games! Who's the fucking geek now?" I said. "I was invited to the premiere you peasant. That's what celebrities do." Martin said grabbing my arm helping me up. "Why are you even here? I just gave you my slot in a one way ticket to Disneyland!" I told him. "Wait, don't tell me...?" I paused, expecting the worse. "No, they got to the chopper safely." He said adjusting his rifle. "Let's go help your friend."

Martin handed me over a new handgun and another rifle which I wore around my neck like a sling, I spun around to see Jaycee who was caught in a struggle. "Hey garbage breath!" I called out. The zombies looked at us then came charging.

And then we fired at them and it was ultra cool shit.