''Jackpot,'' I whispered to myself as I grabbed the food that I had found in the cabinets of this abandoned house.
I was stuffing everything in my bag when a gunshot went off. Just one. I froze and jumped up, it sounded like it came from our camp. Without a second of hesitation I ran back to the camp, not caring about the dangers of doing so.
When I was on the edge of our camp, the distant voices I heard became louder. I crouched down behind a car, making sure I was covered, before peeking over it and watching what was going on.
My heart jumped when I saw my dad, Teresa and Sarah on their knees. Several men surrounding them, keeping them captive. My dad seemed to be in some serious pain, since his face was scrunched up and he was bending over, panting heavily.
''We're gonna wait as long as we have to.'' One of the men said, his back turned to me so I couldn't see him, and he pointed his gun at Sarah's leg and without hesitation pulled the trigger. Goosebumps arrived at my skin as I heard her piercing screams filled my ears.
''Where is that stupid bitch?'' He said and he turned around so I was able to see his face. I gasped when I realised who it was, it was one of the men we let go. The men that we caught stealing our food. My dad wanted to kill them, but I stopped him, thinking we didn't need to kill them.
Now they were back.
My sister was crying her eyes out and I saw my dad whispering comforting words to her. The men raised their gun at Teresa again, this time pointing at her stomach.
''WAIT!'' I yelled out and jumped from behind the car, my hands up in the air as they all turned around and a grin formed on the men's faces.
''There you are, we were waiting for you.'' He laughed before pointing his gun at Teresa's head. Teresa was shaking with fear as she sobbed and I wanted to reach out to my gun and shoot them all, the gun at my sister's head was the only thing that stopped me.
''Where's your sweet little mother?'' He joked, ''That was your mother right? The one who gave us food?'' I slowly nodded at their comment.
''S-She's dead.'' I lied through my teeth, trying to look as sad as possible, which wasn't hard.
''What a pity,'' They said, without any sort of remorse in their voice. ''I hope she went slow.'' My eyes snapped towards them and narrowed.
Now that I was closer to my dad I could see a bullet wound in his belly, which was why he was hunched over like that.
''Just-'' I started, ''Please stop this.'' To my hatred the 3 men started to laugh as I stood there, shaking like a leaf, trying to find a way to make them stop.
''No.'' The one man said, he was the only one who had spoken so far, which meant that he was clearly the leader. ''This is what we're going to do.'' He said pacing around,
''We're going to kill every single one of you, get your supplies and walk away.'' He simply said, waving his gun around like it was nothing.
''I'm going to kill you.'' I said through gritted teeth, without hesitation I grabbed my gun and aimed it at them, but while I did that the man grabbed my little sister by her hair and pointed his gun at her, standing behind her.
''You know what.'' The man said, ''Chance of plans, this is what we're going to do-'' He let go of Teresa and stepped towards me.
''Yeah great,'' He said sarcastically, ''Now I have to save your ass all the time.'' He said.
''Pfft,'' I scoffed, ''Don't you mean, I have to save your ass?'' Daryl snorted at my comment and shook his head, as if he didn't believe that I actually said that.
He turned his head to me, looking at me and I playfully glared at him. My eyes turned back on the road and I gasped as I saw a walker right in front of us.
''Daryl!'' I yelled and he quickly turned his eyes back on the road, turning the wheel as he tried to dodge several walkers before slamming his foot on the brakes when we saw what was ahead.
Hundreds of walkers, maybe even a thousand, coming right for us
''Holy shit.'' I mumbled.
''Grab something!'' Daryl yelled, the light mood quickly forgotten. I grabbed onto the dashboard in front of me as Daryl drove back. He tried to dodge as many walkers as possible, but eventually they piled up on top of each other and we were stuck.
''Can you go to the left!'' I yelled, trying to get over the sound of walkers right outside our car. You could hear the wheel spinning as Daryl stepped on the gas, but we didn't move an inch. We were stuck.
''It's jammed!'' He yelled, ''Make a run for the gaps right there!'' He told me before turning to Bob and Tyreese, ''You two make a run for the woods and you don't stop for nothing, you hear me?'' Bob quickly nodded and I noticed that Tyreese was really calm, too calm. I wanted to ask if he was okay, but right now didn't seem like the time to.
''Now!'' Daryl yelled and I pushed my car door open ramming foot into a walker that was in front of me. Daryl pushed himself up from his seat and onto the roof of the car, shooting a walker in front of me with his crossbow. I quickly swung my machete at any walker that was too close, clearing the way for the rest of the group. Daryl was close behind me as I did so.
I swung my machete at another walker when I heard Bob yell at Tyreese. Ty was still in the car, not even attempting to get out. My eyes searched for Daryl and I saw he was also looking at Tyreese, completely missing the walker that was stumbling towards him. I rushed over and swung my machete, making it land on the walkers head. Daryl swiftly turned around and gave me a silent nod, thanking me for killing the walker.
At this point, Tyreese had come out of the car and was surrounded by walkers, yelling at us to just go. I turned to Daryl and then back to Tyreese, not knowing what to decide. We couldn't just leave him there, without even trying. On the other hand, he was surrounded, there was no way he could get out even if we tried to help him he'd be torn apart by the time we got to him
''C'mon,'' Daryl mumbled pulling us with him. I let Daryl pull me into the forest, telling myself Tyreese was as good as dead, that there was nothing we could do for him. Finally, I turned around and started to run along with Daryl and Bob. My legs were aching, begging for me to stop, but when I thought back to the number of walkers out there, I forced myself to keep running.
While we all followed Daryl I realised, we had absolutely no idea where we were. At least, I didn't. Daryl was better at reading maps than I was, Bob too. It was also starting to get late, we'll probably have to stay somewhere for the night.
Suddenly, Daryl stopped putting his hand up. We all stopped walking and watched at the spot where Daryl was looking at. He put and arrow on his crossbow and raised it, aiming on whatever came out of the bushes.
I grabbed my machete a little tighter and took a step forward. We relaxed when there only seemed to be two walkers coming out of the woods. I let out a sigh of relief and stepped forward to go kill it when it suddenly slumped to the ground. We all looked up to see Tyreese stumbling towards us, falling down from exhaustion.
''Oh my god, Tyreese.'' I mumbled as Daryl and I hauled him up his feet and we all ran away as more walkers appeared, looking hungrily at us with their dead eyes.
We had been running for what felt like hours, but it was probably more like 20 minutes. I kept looking back, seeing if some walkers had followed. Luckily, this was not the case. After another 10 minutes we stumbled upon a wooden hut in the forest.
We all decided to check it out and see if we could stay here for the night. The sun had already begun to set and it had started to get dark. We all were tired and frustrated that we didn't find the college today.
This time, Bob was the first to enter the building. He had opened the door and we all peered into the dark room. Daryl slammed his hand against the door and we all waited for a walker to come out.
It wasn't long before we heard the familiar snarl and a walker stumbled towards us. The walker used to be a man, there was a huge bite mark on his neck and seeing how decomposed he already was, I'd say he had died in the beginning of the outbreak. Which was good for us, that meant that there was a small chance that somebody had found it before us. My stomach grumbled at the thought of food inside.
Daryl was quick with his crossbow and took the walker out in no time. We waited another second and when nothing else came out of the dark we decided to step inside.
''Aubrey, see if ya can find some candles or somethin' to light this place. We left our flashlights in the car.'' Bob said as he, Daryl and Tyreese walked upstairs. I nodded, trying to hide my grimace, of course I was the one who had to do the boring job. I didn't say anything and instead started to search around, what seemed to be, the living room. I did find a small candle, but that was too small to really make a difference.
When I stepped into the next room, I let out a sigh of relief when I saw what was in front of me. There was a fireplace against the wall, some wood in a crate next to it. Now I only needed to find some firefighters to start the fire with. I looked around the crates and the fireplace, but there was nothing useful for me there.
I stepped into the kitchen, started to look through the cabinets when I heard a faint sound, almost like someone was banging against a wall or something.
''Guys?'' I whispered and when I didn't get a respond I crouched down and slowly started to walk towards the sound. It seemed to be coming from the bathroom, which was located next to the kitchen. I gripped my machete in my hand as I placed my hand on the door handle, ready to charge.
''One, two, three.'' I counted to myself and at three I swiftly pulled the door open.
The first thing I noticed was the smell. No matter how many walkers I encountered in a day, you'd never get used to the smell of death. After that, I noticed the blood everywhere. The blood had already dried, which meant that whatever had happened, happened a while ago. There was no sign of a walker anywhere, the floor was empty, except for the blood. The counter was empty, but the mirror that was placed on the wall was broken. Glass was shattered everywhere.
A small groan sounded next to me and I turned my head to look at the curtain of the bathtub. I put my hand on the curtain and slowly pulled it back. I gasped when I saw what was in the bathtub. I had expected it but it was still shocking to see.
In the bathtub was a girl, probably around 16 years old, she was lying in a pool of her own blood. Her wrist were slashed, which seemed to be the cause of death. My face fell into a grimace at my sympathy for the young girl. From what I could tell, she used to have blond hair, which had been put into a ponytail. Her face was hollow and eyes lifeless as she tried to grab me, unable to do so, she was simply too weak.
I leaned against the wall behind me for support and let out a breath.
''Aubrey?'' I could hear Daryl's voice from the living room.
''Here.'' I said, cringing as I heard my own voice. Everyone arrived quickly and stopped dead in their tracks as they saw the same thing I had seen.
''Oh.'' I heard Tyreese say and I just nodded. Wanting to spend no more time here I quickly swung my machete at the girls head, stopping her movements immediately.
''There's a fireplace over there.'' I pointed outside the kitchen, walking out of the bathroom, ''We only need to find some fire starters or something, maybe a newspaper.''
Not even 5 minutes later we were all huddled up by the fire. I had my knees pulled towards me and was resting my head on them, glad we didn't have to spend the night outside in the cold.
Even though I was tired, because of the events today, sleep didn't come easy that night. My eyes kept drifting back to the kitchen, where the door to the bathroom was.
Guys! Have you seen the premier of the Walking Dead season 7?! What did you think? I didn't think I was going to cry but I wailed like a freakin baby! And they took Daryl. I wonder what they're going to do with him.
Anyways, love you guys, thanks for all the support and I'd be very happy if you reviewed.
