"Ellie, this way Ellie." Riley shouts, slamming doors and pushing boxes over as we run.
My feet stumble upon everything and I nearly trip three or four times but Riley was always there to pick me back up.
"Here, I think there may be a window in this room."
She barricades the metal double door behind us and boosts me up onto an old abandoned scaffolding, I grab on; and pull myself up.
"Okay, give me your hand Riley; I'll pull you up." I shout.
She gives me her hand, soft and smooth. And I struggle, trying to pull her up. The door crashes open as a horde of infected come charging in, in fright I drop Riley. She immediately gets up, pulling the silver pistol from her pockets; fighting off the infected, she takes out all but three. That scramble over her, taking her to the ground.
"Ellie, Ellie help!" She screams.
I jump down from the scaffolding, rolling as I do so. And immediately use the small knife to stab one of the infected in the head, repeatedly in a fast motion. Its messy and the blood covers me. I jump onto the next zombie, pulling it off Riley. She gets up, fighting one on her own. I penetrate the runners head with my knife and rush over to Riley, who's stood over the dead corpse. She collapses to the ground, head in hands.
"What's wrong? We're such a great team. Did you see that? Did you see us?" I ask, my voice full of excitement.
"Ellie..."
"You seriously don't still want to leave still, right?" I giggle.
"Ellie..."
"Together, we're indestructible." I blush.
"Ellie, Ellie; your arm."
I stare down at my bloody arm.
"No, no, no, no." I whisper, wiping the blood away. There, almost imprinted on my skin is a bite. My eyes enlarge with fear as I stare at Riley.
"Don't worry," She holds up her hand, exposing a bite on the inside of her palm.
"What are we gonna do?" I cry.
"We have two options, one; we can take the easy way out. Or two, we fight, we make this the best last few hours we have together. Be all poetic and lose our minds together." Riley whispers, taking my hand in her own.
"I like that idea," I wipe my tears with a bloody hand, blood smudged on my face.
"Hey, hey now; don't cry." Riley comforts.
She takes my face in her hands and kisses me, long and passionate. Her lips clashing against my own.
"And for the record? Back in the mall? When you asked if I loved you?" She kisses me again. "I do,"
She kisses me again and I kiss her back. I regret nothing.
"Come on, let's get out of here." Riley whispers, she takes my hand and we walk back through the mall to retrieve our backpacks.