Apocalypse

Part 1

*Y/N's POV*
It was night, and the noise of the trees outside brought back memories of the rosy days when my whole family was living well, and the only thing I had to worry about was getting good grades and earning money for a vacation. But everything has changed with a speed of light.

-Darling, you need to eat, -my mom spoke giving me some potatoes, baked on fire.
I slightly smiled at her and stared at the plate.
-I love you, mom, -pronounced I hugging her tight, having the desire to end this nightmare.
-I love you too, sweety.

I woke up, hearing noise from the first floor of our house. Next second, an elder brother of mine stormed into the room to look for something.
-Ugh, what are you doing, Jack?, -I asked slightly opening my eyes to find my phone.
-Y/N?, -he asked frowning his eyebrows, making his face full of sadness, -you forgot again?
-Shit, Jack..., -I breathed out, cupping my face with hands.
He sat down on a corner of my bed, embracing me with his storing hands, trying to keep little tears in his eyes.
-I know, sis, -he patted my head, -but we are all together, it's gonna be alright, -he finished his sentence by kissing my forehead and leaving the room.

Standing up, I took a marker and my diary, which I've started writing since this whole catastrophe took place.
-98, -I mumbled, writing the number with my shaking hands, -another day of struggle.

People is the one and only reason why everything happened as it did. We are the evil here. Nothing more, nothing less. 98 days ago, on a sunny spring day, the planet was faced with an apocalypse. Due to the change of the government, most of persons started to protest and this lead to war. Not in a way you think it is.

The beginning was wild, pitiless, and deafening. People have arranged what authors write their stories about, the real nightmare with guns, disappearance of electricity, almost empty supermarkets and other stuff you've already met with in books.

Who would have thought it turned out to be our reality now, huh? Though, the most terrifying part is that people kill each other by sneak attacks. No one knows where and when you will be another prey. That's why we don't leave the house, only if it is an emergency.

(a few days later)
-100, -I put my diary on the table, took a gun and head downstairs.
Today all of us were going to grab some food in the nearest abandoned supermarket. The plan was following.
-Darling, you enter the shop with Jack and grab whatever we can carry back home, -my dad spoke, explaining our roles for this mission.
-And dad and I will stand lookout, -I said and the game of survival began.

We crept quietly to the store, and I carefully looked around while my mother and brother were inside.
-God, please don't kill us, don't kill us, -I was praying to myself while my legs were shaking a little.

There was a rustle in the bushes around the corner and I spun around, pointing the gun in that direction, my eyes narrowed. Everything was quiet for a few seconds.
-Aaa, run!!!, -I heard my mom's voice and quickly turned around to rescue her but saw several men with bandages on their faces. My eyes widened. I wanted to rush to my mother, but the shots rang out and everything went dark.

I felt a wild pain in the back of my head and clenched my teeth. My whole body ached, while I tried to open my eyes a little. Adjusting to a sitting position, I clutched my head from a feeling of slight vertigo. Looking around, I couldn't remember the place I was in. It was a quite comfortable room, furnished as if the Apocalypse had never happened.

The door slowly began to open and my heart sank. I automatically put my hand behind the back, trying to get the gun out of its usual place. I was shocked when there was nothing but my cold skin. I took a small pocket knife out of my shoes and put myself in a fighting position, ready to defend myself.

I saw a guy about my age with bright blue hair, who adjusted it slightly and lifted his head from the tray, shifting his gaze to me. His jaw dropped when he saw me standing in the middle of the room, pointing a knife at him. Despite the fact that my body refused to hold me steady on my feet, I tried not to show my weakness. No matter what, I had to survive.

-Who are you!?, -I yelled coming closer, holding the knife near his neck, slightly touching the sharp end to his shining and soft skin.
He put the tray with some food on the near table, followed by a close contact with a knife. He tried to put his hand on my face but the terrifying feeling inside of me made me swung at him with my handy weapon. My plan was ruined when he grabbed my arm with an impenetrable look and laid me on the floor, hovering over me.

My wrist was pinned to the floor by his strong hand and he didn't take his eyes off me.
-You don't want to kill me, -he suddenly spoke, smirking at me.
I gathered all my remaining strength into a fist and hit him between the legs, quickly getting up and pressing myself against the wall.

My breathing was heavy as I saw him crouch on the floor in pain. A little tear dropped down my cheek as I started falling, but suddenly I felt a pair of hands grab me a second before I collapsed on the floor.
-And I won't let you die either, -I heard his pleasant voice before my eyes fully closed.