Chapter 4: It's Never Going to End

We drove for about fifteen minutes in silence. All I could hear was Faith's heavy breathing. I knew she was worried out of her mind and I wanted to help, but I just had no damn clue how to do that.

"You okay, sweetie?" I looked over at her. It was pitch black and I hadn't seen another one of those damned creatures in about five miles. The moon still wasn't out and something looked pretty sinister about the sky.

"I'm okay, I guess. This is all just a little hard to take in though, Aiden." She looked over at me, her dark green eyes glistening in the dark. I could tell she was about to cry, so I grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"I promise we'll get through this," I whispered, and looked back to the road.

Just then, something smashed the windshield. It flew up over the car and onto the ground behind us. I lost control, trying to keep us on the road but we skidded off and into a ditch, smashing the front of the car into the side of the dirt.

Faith screamed at the top of her lungs, shielding her face from whatever hit us.

When we came to a stop, I looked over the damages, noticing the large crack in the middle of the glass. I had a pretty big cut on my face, but I was fine-just another flesh wound.

Faith was sobbing loudly and curling herself into a ball as I tried to get my door open. We were wedged in the middle of the ditch and I tried my hardest with no success.

"Aiden! What was that?! Was….was that one of them?! What's going on?!"

"Calm down, it'll be okay. I think it was one of them but I'm not sure. Just calm down, sweetie, I'll get you out of here, okay?! I'll get you out!" My eyes started to burn and I tried to hold it back. Be a man, I told myself. I couldn't be crying in front of Faith when she needed me to be strong right now.

"Aiden, you're head! You're hurt again! Oh my God…." Her hands flew to her face and she started hyperventilating. I reached over the seat to grab her and hugged her tightly.

"I gotta grab the crowbar and break the window out. I want you to shield your face, okay?"

She nodded and I grabbed the thick metal rod from the back seat. I held on of the ends and pointed the other at the window, swinging it forward and breaking a hole through it in one swift blow.

Faith covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream as I pounded the window over and over until I had a big enough hole made to climb out.

"Are you done yet?!" She shouted over the sound of glass breaking.

"Now I am," I panted.

I knocked the rest of the glass off of the sides of the window so we wouldn't get cut and I climbed out slowly. I looked inside and saw Faith looking at me like I was crazy.

"You must be insane if you think I can fit through that window with this," she pointed to her stomach.

As true as this was, I knew there was no other way for her to get out, unless I broke the rest of the windshield out, which would just scare her more.

"You have to try, sweetie," I whispered.

"Okay, but when I get stuck, don't think I won't say 'I told you so'," she teased.

I watched as she climbed over into the driver's seat and started to put her arms through the window. I helped her by pulling on her lightly and she slowly made her way out of the hole.

When her stomach was through, I pulled her out the rest of the way and into my arms, placing her on the ground carefully.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" I asked, smirking.

"Well, I'm out of breath, aren't I?" She panted.

"Now, what are we going to do?" I asked placing my hand under my chin. I reached inside of the car and grabbed a couple sweatshirts, placing them in Faith's arms. I then grabbed her gun and the couple knives I had stowed away and decided that was all we could carry.

"I'm getting hungry, Aiden," she grabbed her stomach.

"Well, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to wait, sweetheart. I don't see any food places around here," I looked around to find only a road with fields on either side.

"I know, but this is terrible! We're stranded in the middle of nowhere and I have a feeling the baby is coming soon!" Her eyes started to water again, but I think this time it was from the fear, not from the sadness.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," I put an arm around her. I felt bad, but she needed to realize that I was stronger than I looked. I loved her and all, but she underestimated me most of the times.

"Alright, so where are we going?"

"Well, I figure we can just follow the road for awhile. Maybe there will be someone who will pick us up."

"I don't want to ride with some stranger! I'm scared enough as it is!"

"Listen, if anyone gives us shit, I'll take care of it. We'll just steal their car," I smiled.

She sighed. "Okay, whatever you say."

We walked along the road, weapons in hands, shirts wrapped around our waists. I couldn't help but staring at her out of the corner of my eye, proud of the beautiful girl that was mine. She was having my baby and I just couldn't get over it.

I was always one to think I would be alone for the rest of my life, and now that had been proven false. I was glad that it was, but at the same time, I was worried about the kind of father I'd turn out to be.

She looked over and smiled at me, although all I saw was a slight sparkle of her teeth. I wished the moon was out so I could see her better, but there were only stars splattered across the sky.

"I wonder why there isn't a moon. It's so weird," she said, staring up.

"I know, I can't get over it."

"Aiden, do you think we'll really be okay?" She asked, grabbing me by the waist.

"Of course, sweetie, we'll be fine. Plus, you have me, what more could you ask for?"

"True," she smiled.

"I wonder where that thing went though," I said, looking around us.

"I know; it's freaking me out."

I listened intently and heard a slight growl coming from the left side of the road. I whipped my head in that direction and stood in front of Faith, hovering over her in protection. I held my crowbar in one hand and a knife in the other, waiting for the bastard's attack.

"I got this," I whispered back to her.

I squinted through the darkness and saw a shadowy creature moving towards our direction slowly.

"It's coming," she whispered behind me.

I saw the spit in its mouth stringing from the bottom of its teeth to the top and almost felt sick to my stomach. It was disgusting-looking to say the least, even though I couldn't see most of it.

It looked like it was wearing a suit, but I wasn't too sure. It seemed nice, except for all of the bloodstains that covered it. Its face was tattered, although nicer-looking than the other ones I'd seen earlier today.

I moved toward it slowly as it stalked me and I held my weapons in the air.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was right in front of me, going for my throat. What the fuck were these-vampires?! It seemed like they always went for the throat.

I held him back with one arm as he tried to bite me and smacked him over the head with my crowbar. I smashed his head in over and over again until it caved in, blood squirting all over my face and arms.

"Yeah, that's right, fall to the ground, mother fucker," I said as the body fell limp in front of me.

"Do you have to be so ruthless?" Faith asked as she took her place beside me again.

"Of course! These things don't care about us, so why should I care about them, huh?"

"Because I don't want you getting infected!"

"Believe me, I'll be fine."

"Whatever, Aiden, I just want you to be more careful. You're about to be a father, you know?!"

"I know, Faith, but I just want to have a little fun while I can. Is that so much to ask?"

"So, you're saying once this baby is born you won't have fun anymore?!"

"No, that's not it at all, I'm just saying that you know how long I've said there were going to be zombies, and now that they're here, I want to have a little fun killing them."

"Fine," she crossed her arms and started walking again. I hated when she accused me of things-she made it seem like I was the bad guy, which I wasn't.

"Why do you always do this to me?" I asked, speeding up to keep by her side.

"Do what?" She asked, anger filling her eyes.

"Why do you always think I'm trying to be the bad guy?"

"Maybe because you say things that make me think that way. You know, you're hard to read sometimes, okay?"

"Fair, but you should know how I feel about you. You should know that the last thing I want to do is leave you or be away from you."

"I know but I don't know if you're joking or being truthful sometimes."

"Just figure that I'm joking, please? Or at least ask what I mean before you go on these rants about having fun without the baby."

"Okay, fine," she walked faster, pointing out a light in front of us.

"A car?"

"Yeah, I think they're gonna pick us up!" She said as she jumped in the air, waving her arms around.

The car slowed down and the driver opened the passenger door, waiting for us to climb inside.

I got in beside him and Faith sat in the back. I closed the door and looked over, seeing another face of a creature.

"You mother fucker!" I yelled, slashing his throat.