BloodBath J.JK

2. Home Run

(IMPORTANT: Early readers, I changed Jackson's name to Taehyung!)

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Edited by: oonaheyy

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Y/N POV

"W-who are you..?" I asked memorized by the male holding me in his arms.
He opened his mouth to speak to reply to my question, his breath still heavy as he was running basically a marathon.

"I think I'm to busy saving our goddamn life rather than having a little chit chat about our personal details sweetheart," The dark-haired boy yells out while running, having a bit of a stutter between words, as he was out of breath, sweat coating over his skin.

My heart was racing, he was handsome, but it wasn't racing for him, it was racing for the beast, aka the boney running after us.

(A/N: If you haven't read the first part of this story, the one that's labeled information, read it if you want to know what a boney exactly is and what a corpse stands for. Trust me, and just read it.)

The male kept running, further and further from the small town. In the near distance, I saw modern houses, a few shops, meaning we're in the suburbs.

Being in the suburbs was a great thing as much as it's a horrible thing. They are usually filled with corpses, it's dangerous, but they have food, and shelter which is worth the danger.

( A/N: Okay, I know some of you are lazy asses cuz, like so am I. So I'll explain here as well.
Boney: A zombie that has no rotten flesh, it is made up of only bones that look broken and rotten. They can run pretty fast. If a corpse doesn't eat human flesh or brains, they start turning into boneys.
Corpse: After a human is bitten or infected, it turns into a corpse, is has rotten flesh on its bones still and they look like a human but they cannot bleed and they have lost an of bruises and marks and bite marks. They can't run, they can lightly jog. They limp while walking and jogging.)

The male was breathing heavy, his running was sloppy, and he was starting to slow down a bit meaning the boney was getting closer, but no, the male didn't want to risk his life nor my life. He started pushing himself faster, running at his full speed. All this seemed to hurt his legs, his breathing was unsteady but he was running towards a little gas station.

I felt so useless, I wasn't injured or anything, yet I was letting this man do all the work, but I indeed was slow, so either way, I would be slowing him down.

The gas station doors were five feet away from us, as soon as his other hand that's not supporting my body reached for the door, he was pulled back, dropping me onto the floor. I let out a soft squeal as I was frightened, I didn't realize what has happened till I turned my head to face the male struggling for his life.

I watched as the boney screeches, but of course, the male didn't give up, he kicked his legs held the boney as far as possible, not wanting to get bit.

I screamed for help, I was useless in this situation until I remembered something. Something that would have been useful to remember when we were being chased by the gorey skeleton that chased us miles and miles.

"I have a gun!" I yell out. He fought for his life by jerking his limbs back and forth against the boney, attempting to break its bones but he only managed to pop out a rib while screaming out. "Then fucking use it!"