When I reached their house, there were two zombies crawling around the front yard. I loaded the gun, aimed at the first zombie's head, and shot. It went right through the eye, splattering blood everywhere. This made the other one angry I guess, because it started to run towards the car. I pointed and shot with my eyes closed, hoping I'd hit it. I only opened my eyes when I heard the thud of its body hitting the ground. I shot in the head again to be sure it was dead...er...re-dead. It twitched a little and finally lay still.
I noticed I was breathing heavily, a nervous tic of mine. I tried to calm myself a little before I picked up the phone. "Hey, Lena, can you open the front door? I'm here," I said quietly, so I wouldn't attract anymore zombies. A couple seconds later, the front door swung open. I got out of the car, looked around for zombies, and when I was absolutely sure the coast was clear, I sprinted inside. Lena shut the door, locked and dead bolted it, and turned around to hug me. "Oh my god, Skye. What are we gonna do?" she was a little hysterical, but I didn't blame her. I hugged her back, and sighed. "I dunno...we're gonna be okay though." I pulled back. "Where's Ally?" "In the shower." "Alright," I said pacing back and forth. I snapped my fingers as I remembered the slip of paper I had pulled off the front door.
"Do you guys have a radio anywhere?" "Uhm, I think so...lemme look...why?" "Radio first, questions later," I instructed, then realized the harsh tone of my voice. "Please?" While waiting for Lena, I peeked out the curtains. There were more...things...staggering around. "Skye!" I almost jumped out of my skin in fear, when I came to my senses and realized it was just Ally. "Shit, you scared me Ally," "Sorry, I'm just so happy to see you." We hugged, and I noticed a gash on her cheek. "Oh my gosh, is that from the zombie?" She nodded and brought her hand up to cover it. "The thing was like, clawing at me. Lena hit it in the head with a bat. It splattered blood like all over me...so gross." "Well I'm glad you're okay."
There was a long silence, and then Ally spoke again.
"Skye, am I going to turn into one of them?" I bit my lip. I really didn't know...and I didn't want her to worry. But I couldn't lie to her. "I don't know," I sighed, sitting down on the couch. "If I do...please...kill me." "Ally, you aren't going to die. You're not going to turn into one of them. We've made it this far-even though it's only the beginning. Alright?" she nodded. "Good," I smiled. "Now are you packed?" "Yeah, got clothes and everything. We don't have much food, though. Our mom was supposed to go to the store tomorrow."
"Hey, I can't find the radio," Lena said as she came down the stairs, dragging their suitcases behind her. "Shit!" "What did you need it for?" I ruffled around in my purse to find the paper and handed it to her. She mouthed the words as she read them off the paper.
"Lemme see that," Ally said, snatching the paper from Lena. "So they just up and left us? I can't believe that our parents would just leave us to deal with these THINGS?" "...Maybe they didn't have a choice?" She turned to look at me. "How in the hell wouldn't they have a choice?" I rolled my eyes. "I don't know, okay? God, it was just a thought."
"Whatever," Lena said, grabbing the suitcases again. "Are we going to Sam's or what?" "Yeah, let me go first though. I have the gun." I walked first out of the door, gun in hand. Lena followed closely with a bat, and Ally was not far behind her. When they were safe in the car, I told Ally to call Sam while I loaded up their stuff. I slid into the driver's seat and started the car. "Hey, hand me the gun," Lena said, peering out the passenger side window and rolling it down a bit. "Why?" I asked, giving the gun to her. "Because," she said with an evil smile. "It's time to snipe some zombies."