Middle(End Part 2)

Chapter 3

Click. Joven had pulled the trigger, and the gun clicked. I heard him slam the gun down, then cry out in agony.

"Wes..."He mumbled.

Oh. No. That wasn't your fault. There was no other choice.

"...I left him to die..."

He's okay. You'll see him again.

Day 7:

Joven's POV

It was a month ago that I abandoned Wes at my house. The zombies were breaking in. Wes was doing a good job holding them off, for the time being.

"Go,"Wes had said,"I'll hold them off."

"But..."I tried to argue.

"Go,"He repeated,"I'll be fine."

So I left. I left and I found Lasercorn and Sohinki. And the abandoned house, I should've known zombies would be lurking. Sohinki fell behind, and the zombies tore him apart.

I couldn't be in the room anymore. I refused to kill anyone else. Ian volunteered to shoot Laser if it came to that.

Anthony's POV

It's been two days since Lasercorn bit me, and I was throwing up blood.

"Are you okay?,"Ian asked.

"Yeah,"I said,"I'm fine."

Ian didn't see the bitemark on my hand, and I was glad. I didn't want Ian to be faced with having to kill me.

"I think we've gathered enough things to get to smosh hq,"Ian said.

"We can leave?"

"Yeah,"He said,"Joven's scouting the area for zombies. We leave in the morning."

"What about David?"

Ian sighed.

"Joven said we should leave him here,"He said,"But...if he's not awake by morning, one of us can carry him."

"I'll do it,"I offered.

"Okay."

Laser's POV

"Do you think he can hear us,"I heard Ian ask.

Yeah. I can hear you.

"I dunno,"Anthony said.

"Well..."

"Holy SHIT!"

"What?"

I felt the tingling in my toes, my fingers. I can move! I couldn't open my eyes, the light was blinding. I groaned, but my voice sounded weird and my throat was dry.

"Ian, NO!"

BANG! A scream, and a weeping noise. I opened my eyes, and the scene was horrifying.

Ian's POV

I killed him. I shot my best friend. He jumped in front of the bullet when I fired at Laser, thinking he was a zombie. Now, Anthony lay on the ground, blood from his abdomen staining the carpet. I knelt by him and held him in my arms.

"Anthony, I..."

Anthony groaned and looked at me. That's when Laser sat up.

"Ian,"Laser said.

"I'm sorry,"I pleaded.

"It's okay,"He said,"Look, the bullet went through the side."

I lifted Anthony's bloodied shirt, to see a huge chunk of bloody skin on his side. The bullet wasn't there, but on the bed.

"We have to stop the bleeding,"I said.

I ran to the bathroom and got all the gauze and bandages that we had. When I got back, Laser was sitting with Anthony(who had his head rested on a pillow) and talking to him. I removed Anthony's shirt and tried to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound.

"Anthony please,"I begged,"Please be okay."

Laser and I continued to try to wake him up, but he was out. Not dead, because he was still breathing.

"This is all my fault,"I said.

"No,"Laser said,"NO, I killed him before you did."

"What are you ta..."

He showed me the bite on Anthony's hand.

"You BIT him?!"

"He...he told me to,"Laser answered,"He said, he wanted to feel my pain. I didn't want to, believe me, I didn't."

"I believe you,"I said.

"You do?"

"I know you wouldn't hurt Anthony on purpose."