Reena's POV:
I realised that the possibilities of someone noticing a death would be much less in the middle of risking their lives, so I found Hannah. She was standing near the outside, watching with satisfaction as we were fighting for our lives. Selfish pig. "Hello," I said coolly as I lifted my gun and put a bullet in her head. Her body fell, I walked over to her, looked around, no one was around me, I had to cover up what I had done, so they didn't know. I didn't feel regret, I felt satisfaction. I stabbed her in the neck a few times and dragged a zombie had I had killed earlier near the place where she lay and put some of her blood over its face so it looked like it had killed her, I smeared blood over her face to cover the bullet wound, thank god it wasn't bleeding heavily. Her near-white blonde hair wasn't so pretty covered in blood was it, I smiled and walked away.
"We have to leave." I said after the last body of the zombies fell,
"But we haven't assessed the dead yet," said Bailey who stood very very close to felicity,
"Hannah and Wilson have died, both at the hands of a zombie," I said, "I saw Hannah fall."
"Okay," he said,
"We won't need their bags either, too many to carry, but you can have Wilson's." I offered, he nodded in acknowledgement, showing he heard me, Jason eyed me with suspicion, he'd seen her.
I slung my backpack over my shoulder as we left, jai came closer and inquired about what had happened earlier that day, and as I did my best to conceal my wound, and my limp, I explained. Anger was painted plainly on his face as he listened, and I wondered whether I should tell him about my revenge, but then he spoke,
"So are you happy she's dead?" He asked,
"I killed her." I whispered, he looked at me with surprise but with nothing more,
"She deserved it." Was all he said, and we followed the others in silence through the night.
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-Kate
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Teen Fiction(Set in Australia) Reena and her friends are having an average lunch break when all hell breaks loose. She and her friends must now survive the epidemic. This is a story of a zombie apocalypse, nothing can stop the living dead. There is no known saf...
