Last Days
Part One
Gavin looked down at the gun in his right hand. He couldn't; he just couldn't do it. He didn't have the heart, or the courage to kill his lover. Emily was his everything, zombie or not. The banging on the door rang through Gavin's ears as his head debated whether or not he should pull the trigger. The beating of the fists outside the room Gavin and Emily were in, grew stronger. With the extra strength, the hinges of the locked door began to break and crack. Not thinking, Gavin picked up the unconscious zombie to be, and jumped out the tree story window just as the, one strong, door split into a billion, wooden shards.
As he landed, Gavin rolled to his right to help reduce the impact. Looking up at the window he had leaped from, he could see the idiotic, rotting, once human bodies start to copy his previous actions. Gavin got up and fled as fast as he could, still carrying Emily even though he knew that she was going to eventually become one of them.
Gavin prayed that his legs would go faster. His destination was the park, the very heart of it. Gavin was the fastest runner in his whole school, the only problem is that the dead weight, whose name was Emily, was slowing him down. As Gavin sat Emily down, there was a rustle in the brush coming towards them, surrounding them.
… To be continued
November 10, 2009 11:11 PM (23:11)
Tuesday