Chapter 2
(Emily's POV, First Person)
Ring, ring...
Ring...
"Shut up..."
RING, RING.
"Wait..."
My eyes suddenly flew open, I wasn't a zombie! And my cell phone was going off? I blinked and gazed down at the name that had appeared. "Stephanie..." Flipping the phone open I would press the receiver to my ear, "Steph? Are you okay?" I heard nothing but a shuttered breath from the other end and then finally her voice, "E-Emily.. I'm so scared. I'm hiding in my closet... everyone's dead, I... but they're walking..." My eyes widened and I sat up in bed, "Shh... first off Steph, is your door locked?" "Yes..." "Okay, good. For now just work on staying quiet. I know for a fact that they are attracted to sound. Just stay there, I'll figure something out and come and get you, okay?" I heard her whimper, I could tell that she was crying and my own eyes started to shake with tears. "O-okay... please hurry." "I will. I love you." I spoke and I could tell it brought a smile to her face, "Love you too, bestie." Click. "Fuck..." I muttered in a stressful manner and ran a hand through my own hair. "Everyone, come on we're leaving!" This made me jolt out of bed and put my shoes back on, grabbing a grayish scarf with a few colored designs and strings hanging from it. I wasn't looking for stylish, just something to keep me warm. I put it over my purple shirt and used some deodorant; God knows when we'll be able to bathe ever again.
I stared down at my wound, there was a hole in my shirt due to the biting and the blood soaked bandage was obvious so I quickly re-bandaged it and used a black material this time so the blood wasn't shown nor the mark. I stepped out of my bedroom and made it down the hall where everyone was waiting, all eyes on me. I offered them a faint smile, "I'm ready." Alex tossed a gun my way and I caught it and we all headed out the door and quickly across the street where a car was rested. Everyone piled in and Alex hot-wired the car, starting it up and then we took off down the streets. It's a good thing we were smart and always choose to travel during the day time. At night there were more zombies about; I'm not sure how or why it worked out that way, it just did sometimes. Yeah... keyword is sometimes.
"Where are we going?" I inquired and Alex didn't answer, everyone was quiet ; like hope that been stripped from their very being. What a pathetic bunch. Someone had to be optimistic and I guess it just had to be me! "Come on guys, cheer up! We're going out to kick some zombie butt! Then we're going to-" "Just shut up." I stopped in mid-sentence, blinking over toward Alex who was glaring at the road ahead. "We're all going to die, Emily. You're a fool for thinking otherwise." I frowned deeply, sinking back into my seat, "Well I guess it makes sense now why you left us all for dead out there in the living room last night. Pull over." He turned around to stare at me like I was crazy at first, but my face held no regret to my own words. "Pull over." He jerked the car to the side of the road and I threw my door open, "I'd rather be on my own then travel with somebody who's already given up. Because you can not and will not protect us that way. You're no leader." I may have sounded cold, but it was the damned truth! It was then that my mom and sister followed out of the car and he stared at us in disbelief. "Fine! You three die out here then!" He and the other man shut our doors and drove off down the road.
"Emily... what are we going to do?" Ann asked me and I gave a smirk, "I stole the guns in the backseat before getting out. We at least deserve to protect ourselves! He never gave guns to the survivors... idiot." I handed two guns toward them which they took and I turned to look ahead. "We have to hit the nearest gun store. We need ammo and more guns and another weapons. Just one gun won't do us any good." They nodded, it seemed as though I was the leader now. Even if I was infected, the least I could do was get my friends and family out of harms way. "Afterward... We're going to get Stephanie. Any objections?" They shook their head and I gave off as smile, "Alright, let's move out."
Thankfully we didn't have to waste much ammo as we arrived to the nearest gun-store and locked the door behind us. "There's clothes here too, find something comfortable that you can easily move around in for combat." We all searched around and I found myself staying in my own outfit. Shorts and a sleeveless shirt was fine to move around in, so instead I found myself looking at the guns, picking out different kinds along with ammo. But we also needed meelee weapons, because bullets would not last forever. "I found a carry-on bag, Emily." Ann called and I walked over with a smile still intact to my face, "Good job! Would you be able to carry it or should I?" She handed the bag to me and I nodded, strapping it over my shoulder and chest, parting open the bag and stocking the weapons and ammo inside. "This is perfect."
"Hey look, a radio."
My mother spoke and I turned on my heels to walk over, kneeling down to gaze at it. "Looks like one of those radios a truck driver would use to gain contact. Good job you guys!" I grinned which made them smile and I put the radio into my bag; it would be needed to find a safe house somewhere. "It's still daylight, we're good..." Shifting I saw a few cases of watches and picked one out; strapping it onto my arm and setting the time according to the one on the wall which still seemed to be working. For now. "Alright, let's go. We have to cross the highway and then head into town... there may be more zombies there..." My sentence trailed off and suddenly the door flew open, making me turn around and gasp. I thought I had locked that! Someone must have picklocked it- "Then you ladies might need some more help." I stared at the male and tilted my head to the side, stepping closer toward him to get a better look at him. "D-Dmitri?" He grinned and gave a nod of the head, "Yep!" My arms flew around his neck as I gave him a hug and he laughed and hugged me back. "It's been a while, huh?" I nodded and stepped back while my sister and mother stepped forward in confusion. "Ah... this is Dmitri...he's my friend." I didn't know how else to explain. Ah, yes... he's my dead best friend's cousin. I hope you're resting in peace Whyatt and not one of these creatures roaming around without a soul... I was brought out of my thoughts from Dmitri shaking my shoulder and I let my eyes fly open, "Ah yes... we were just getting weapons and such, you should get some and you can help us get Stephanie." He nodded and quickly gathered some supplies, tossing them into the bag before we made it out the door.
The trip across the highway and into town wasn't as difficult as I thought; probably because we had an extra hand which was Dmitri. My mother and sister never shot a gun before, so having Dmitri was a great help; especially when he taught them how to kill a few walking zombies. They made for great target practice. Now arriving into Stephanie's neighborhood we didn't take long to arrive at her house considering it was the second to third house on the first street. The garage was open as was the backdoor and I frowned, "Stephanie's mom is... really stupid for leaving the garage open." I mumbled and Dimitri laughed faintly before the four of us made our way inside past the screen door and then hard wood door. I stared down the stairs and chewed on my lip before inching through the kitchen; which always had a squeaking loud floor. I winced inwardly and Dimitri automatically face-palmed, "could you be ANY louder?" He hissed and he snapped back softly, "it's not ME, it's how their floors are..." That's when I quickly made it across the living room and toward Stephanie's door. My sister came with me while Dmitri stayed with my mother near the entrance of the backdoor for a look out from behind.
I gently tapped against the door, "Stephanie!" I quietly hissed and held my ear gently to the door. "Stephanie!" I called again and heard creaking against the floor and I let my eyes shoot around and her bedroom door opened as she threw her arms around me, making me almost fall back. "Okay, okay careful... we gotta get outta here." Reaching into my bag I quickly pulled out a gun and handed it to her, "I-I've never shot one..." Sighing I would rub my temples, "Pretend it's a paintball gun, you'll do fine. Just aim for the head." She slowly nodded and we made our way back through the living room, into the kitchen and then out the backdoor with Dmitri and my mother. "I think they might have either been in the back bedrooms or downstairs, we're safe for now..." I muttered and then stared at the many cars in their driveway and garage. There always was that many cars there for they had a big family; hence the big house. "Which car do you think is the fastest, Steph?" I grinned and Stephanie pointed one out and we made our way towards it, all climbing inside. I let Dmitri hot-wire it but I was the one to hop into the drivers seat. Oh dear God, save them, I am driving. It definitely was the Apocalypse for sure.
The car took off, almost quite literally as we made our way back into town, making me sigh and brush a few strands of hair out of my face. "We need a destination for a safe house for us..." My sentence trailed off as he looked at all the buildings we passed, we obviously couldn't trust them considering the sizes zombies could easily be hidden inside. "Let's get out of this town first and head for the nearest one, Mimi." I nodded my head and then Stephanie blinked, "Mimi?" I chuckled and so did Dmitri. "A nickname, obviously.~" He teased which made Stephanie blush. I shook my head, Stephanie was always falling for guys so damn easily. But that's why I loved her, she was so completely silly.
You are now leaving Wentzville.
It was about time we reached that sign. "Where are we going..?" I sighed and shook my head, "I don't know. We have a few choices... Saint Charles, Saint Peters... Chesterfield." That's when Stephanie perked up, "Saint Charles." I nodded and looked to the others who simply nodded in agreement. "No arguements then, alright." I smiled and we continued on our way toward the next city. "Since we're driving and safe, might as well use the radio and see if anyone responds." Dmitri offers and I nod my head in response as he pulled out the radio, setting it all up to make sure it was up and running. "There it's working, say something Mimi." Dmitri directed and I held onto the receiver, letting out a small sigh before pressing the button. "Hello, we are survivors from Missouri. Is there anybody out there? Any survivors?" I release the button and nothing comes into play. I frown and press the button again, repeating my last statements. Suddenly there's static and a woman's voice appears, "oh yes, we're survivors... we need your help, please come for us!" My eyebrows perk up and I press down on the button once more, "Alright ma'am, where are you located?" There was silence before the static and voice returned, "We're in Lake Saint Louis... please come!" I grunt in annoyance and spin the wheel, turning the car around to head back into Wentzville considering my house was directly across from that area. "We'll be there as soon as we can." "Oh please, hurry!" I have the receiver back to Dmitri who was frowning.
"How odd... I didn't see any survivors in that area." He retorted and I simply shrugged my shoulders, "I guess that's why they're called survivors, they find locations that aren't easily found." This caused a few giggles from the backseat and I grinned.
The timing was very bad though considering it had fallen to night time now, pressing on about 7pm. The car came to a stop and we all climbed out of the vehicle, quietly closing the doors behind us. Using the radio again I pressed the button, "Ma'am, ma'am are you there? We're in Lake St. Louis, where are you?" There was silence and I cursed under my breath, "Ma'am... ma'am where are you?" I called into the receiver and suddenly a blunt object was smashed against the back of my head, making me fall unconscious to the ground. I'm not sure what happened to everyone else at that point, I just hoped that they were alright.
When my eyes opened everything still seemed dark and a man was staring down at me with a goofy expression over his face. They looked like a group of "country rednecks" if there were ever such things. The man laughed, "Look ma, she's awake." Tilting my head back I would stare at the woman who faked a scared voice, "Oh please, please help us!" Everyone started to laugh and I frowned deeply, "so... it was a trap..." Shifting my gaze around I noticed my friends and family off to the side, they were conscious but all tied up staring right at me. Our weapons seemed to have been taken which was just our luck.
"We're here to make babies and reproduce the human race!" He laughed down at me and I literally felt my left eye twitch not only in disgust but annoyance. "Yeah, you wish..." I started to move my legs but I couldn't! My eyes widened as I finally realized that I had been quite literally tied down with him hovering over me. He started to undo my shorts and I felt myself squirming. "Stop it... STOP!" Apparently this had angered Dmitri for he must have escaped the binds he was in and punched the guy right off. "Why you! How dare you!" The woman shouted and the others were now untied, all rushing over to undo my own binds. The woman grabbed one of our guns and started to fire, but Dmitri grabbed onto the gun and twisted her hand all the way around; breaking her wrist. She screamed and he yanked the gun right from her, pointing it in her direction. "Move and I'll shoot."
I pushed myself up and grabbed onto our bag of weapons, strapping it back onto my side. "Why...? Why did you fake that shout out? You guys are survivors aren't you? Why don't you just come with us and try to live rather than do this? What's the point of reproducing... it's obvious we're in the EARLY stage of an apacolypse. Bringing a baby into this kind of world is just murder toward the child..." The woman laughed at my words and ran straight at me, but Dmitri kept his word and opened fire, killing the woman. "Come on, let's just get out of here." Stephanie muttered and helped me up before we all headed out toward the car. We made sure that it was safe before getting in.
Although it was still night we had to keep going in order to find a safe spot to rest at. What's no sleep for just one night? Everyone fell asleep in the car except for myself as we made our way back toward our original destination, Saint Charles. I picked up the radio and held down the lever, releasing a sigh before speaking. "Hello.. we're survivors from Missouri looking for any other survivors. Anybody out there?" Silence. I threw the receiver down and placed it back on the wheel, closing my eyes before reopening them again to watch the road. Everything just seemed so useless at this point; where could we go? Surely the infection was spreading world wide; that's normally how these things happened anyway.
Everything seemed to be quite literally going to Hell. . .