Chapter Fourteen: Marc's Last Minutes
Marc saw the city of Phoenix just a couple of miles away but his vision became blurry by his sweat. He wipes his face with his bloodstain hand and continued driving.
(I can't die like this) he kept telling himself that for the last twenty minutes.
He looked back to see Matt and Bianca sleeping with the bag of supplies in Bianca's lap.
(I have to get them to a safe place) he thought.
He can't let his friend down but he had to think about it. Pretty soon he would die and might attack Bianca and her friend. He sighs and stops the bus just a mile away from the city and put it into parking. He got up, feeling the jolt of pain in his leg that he had to bite his lip to keep himself from screaming. His pant leg was soak in his blood and was getting harder to focus.
He grabbed the gun off the dashboard and walked over to Bianca. He smiled down at her when he was that she was still had the ring he gave her on.
(I think the ring belongs to her this whole time) he thought
He placed the gun between Matt and Bianca, fully loaded with a couple of bullets next to it.
Forgive Eric, can I no longer protect Bianca or her friend) he thought
It was getting harder to breath and he knew his time was short. He looked at Bianca again and something told him maybe there was a slight chance she might survive this world. He bent down and gave her a small little kiss on her forehead.
"I'm so sorry" he said
He limped back over to the driver's seat and drove into the town. The town was dark, gloomy, and empty. The buildings were destroyed or burned down, and there were trash and damaged cars all over the streets. Human bones, decomposed bodies and dried blood stains were everywhere.
His vision was getting blurry again and could barley hold on to the wheel.
(I can't go on like this, I have to find shelter for them) he thought
Then it hit him and he looked down at the B.C. radio next to the steering wheel. He stared at that for a couple of seconds "stupid me" he said to himself and grabbed the walkie talkie thing.
(A/N: I really don't know what those things are called, I just see my bus driver use sometimes ok)
He pushed the button to hear static from the other line "hello, is anyone out there" he said quietly so he wouldn't wake up Bianca and Matt. He continue to hear more static but he tried again.
"Please, is anyone out there" he said
He looked outside and saw a few zombies running over to the bus. He increases his speed a little but he was getting weaker and sicker by the second.
"This is Phoenix for fucking sake, there has to be a few survivors out here" he shouted and tried the B.C. radio again. "Please is anyone out there, I'm driving a school bus, I have two kids with me and I'm badly wounded, please answer back"
Suddenly he heard a voice on the radio "tell . . . (static) . . . location . . . (static)"
"What, I can't hear you" he said
"(static) . . . are . . . (Static) . . . bitten" the voice asked
"Yes, but I got two kids with me" he said
"Sorry . . . (static) . . . to late . . . (static) . . . to help"
"No, no, no, don't cut me off" Marc yelled "I know I've been bit, but I have two other people here"
He waited till he got a response but nothing. "Dammit" he shouted and dropped the walkie talkie, letting it dangle next to him.
He was lost in the town and was close to dying. He started talking deep breaths now and let go of the steering wheel.
I stirred in my sleep when I heard Marc talking to himself or someone then I heard the sound of him breathing hard. I opened my eyes and lifted my head up off of Matt's head who was resting on my shoulder.
I noticed that we were driving pretty and why was there a gun between me and Matt. I looked outside to see that we made it to the city and I smiled.
"Marc, how long have we been here" I asked
I turned my head to see him and my smile faded when I saw Marc breathing hard and leaning back on the driver's seat.
"Marc, are you alright" I asked as I started shaking Matt to a wake up.
Marc took another deep breath then slammed his face on the steering wheel.
"MARC!" I shouted
When Marc fell forward, he pushed the pedal down causing the bus to drive in full speed. Matt woke up as I slammed against the seat.
"What going on" he shouted
I looked ahead and saw that we were going to hit a pile of cars. I grabbed Matt and pulled him to the floor. "Get down" I shouted
I held onto him tight as the bus hit the side of the pile of cars at full speed causing it to fly in the air and I found myself spinning in the bus. The bus slammed to the floor upside down and every thing went black for a second.
I woke up in terrible pain in my right arm and blood running down my forehead. I was tangled in the bus seats and saw Matt on the other side of the bus, moaning as he started to wake up. His face and clothes were scratch up a bit and bleeding.
"Matt" I called out for him.
I untangle my body out of the seats and screamed in pain. I looked down to see a huge piece of glass sticking out on the side of my stomach.
"Bianca" Matt called out in a weak voice.
He tried to crawl over to help me but when he stepped on his left arm he hisses in pain. "I think my wrist is broken" he said
He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the seats "easy" I said in pain.
When I was free, we sat there to catch out breaths and I realized that the bus landed on its side. I grabbed the glass and bit my lip hard not to scream as I pulled it out of my side. Blood poured out and soaked into my shirt as well as my hand when I gripped tight on the piece of glass.
"You ok" he asked
"No" I said "we're injured and trapped in a bus that is on its side"
"At least there aren't any zombies around" he said
"Yeah, but I don't want to die of blood lost" I said
We chuckle a bit but I stopped "wait, Marc, where's Marc"
We turned our head to see if Marc was ok. He still sat there in the driver seat with his neck bent in a ninety-degree angle, literally. We looked away to avoid seeing the sight and sat there for another minute.
"What do we now" Matt said rubbing his wrist with his other hand
I was about to answer when I heard Marc moving. We looked at him and went pale when Marc started to move out of his seat and crawled a bit away from it. He popped his neck back in to place making a gross cracking sound..
"Marc?" Matt asked
Marc snapped his neck again to look at us and roar with blood dripping from his mouth.
"Oh my god, he's a zombie" I shouted
Marc started crawling toward us and I noticed that both his legs are broken. We crawled to the back of the bus and even though his legs were broken he was pretty fast crawling toward us.
"Bianca, we're trapped, we're going to be eaten by your boyfriend" he shouted
"Quick, where's the gun!" I shouted
"What gun" Matt asked
Marc was getting closer and was growling as he struggles to get to us.
"When I woke up, Marc placed his gun next to me. Like he knew what was going to happen to him" I said
Matt and I looked around and I spotted right near where Marc was. Ignoring the pain, I reached out for the gun, nearly grabbed it when Marc grabbed my arm and tried to pull me toward him. I screamed and tried to break free from his grip.
"Bainca, hold on" Matt shouted
Matt crawled over me and reach for the gun. My arm was just an inch away from Marc's mouth when his head blew off. Blood spattered everywhere and Marc let go of my hand then collapses to the floor.
"Whew" I said as I sat up to catch my breath.
Matt stood there shaking from what he had done. "Matt, he's dead, put the gun down"
Matt dropped the gun and sat there, stunned. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close.
"Thanks man, you saved my life" I said
He smile causing me to smile as well. "I can't believe I just killed somebody" he said
"It's all right, you had no choice"
We looked at Marc's dead body and I shook my head since I didn't say good-bye to him. (You were my only crush) I thought
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the moaning and growling sounds of the dead coming towards us . . .
Chapter Fifteen: Escaping the Dead World: Weak, injured and alone, Bianca and Matt struggles to escape the Dead world once and for all.