iLove and Zombies

Chapter 8: 2 Months Later

Freddie's POV

This has been the worse two months of my life.

Carly, Gibby, Sam, and I have been moving around, looking for food and a place to stay. We've been losing ammo and haven't found another store with guns still there. Gibby threw away his magnum and sub since there was no ammo, Carly gave up one handgun and her assault shotgun, Sam only gave up her killer 7. She still had some ammo left. She has real good aim and only used one bullet to shoot the zombies in the head. I gave up only my shotgun.

We've walked around the street and found a supermarket that was locked. I broke the glass door and got us in. We packed food and stayed in an apartment we found that was sort of empty.

The second week of the second month was the worst.

The zombies found us.

...Sam was gone...

Sam's POV

The second week of the second month was terrifying. The zombies found us.

All I remember was being surrounded. I couldn't find anyone.

I was running through the streets, trying to get away, using the bullets I have left when necessary.

There were too many.

When I turned a corner, there were a lot more. They started gathering around me again.

The only way to get away was to push through the small gap between some of them.

So I took the risk…

Four Hours Later

Freddie's POV

It's been one hour since I've seen Carly, or Gibby…

…and about four hours since I've seen Sam…

The place I was at seemed familiar. I looked around and saw Bushwell Plaza.

Home.

I miss it.

I keep walking.

After a few minutes I turned a corner. I saw a few men pick up someone, put them on a gourney, and into a truck. I couldn't really see much because I was too far away.

The person also seemed to be struggling, like they were trying to get away, but was too weak.

I was passing by a store and I saw a girl inside through the window. I walked in.

"Hello?" She turned to me. Her fetures reminded me of Sam...but unfortunately it wasn't her. She had curly, long hair. She looked like a replica of Sam with brown hair and light brown eyes instead of blonde hair and blue eyes except her hair was a bit shorter than Sam's and she was a little more chubby...but smaller than Gibby...no ofence to him."Hi."

"Hi." She said back.

"You okay?" I asked. She had blood on her and looked very tired.

"Yeah." She seemed nervous.

"Have you been...bitten...by any chance." She shook her head. "Why are you covered in blood?"

"I-It's m-my mother's blood."

"Oh...I'm Sorry..."

A few minutes passed. I was stuffing a bag full of food and drinks. "So, What's your name?"

"Kendra."

"I'm Freddie." I said as I zipped up my bag. "So, do you wanna go with me? I have to find someone." She rapidly shook her head.

"I don't wanna take the chance of seeing my father." I raised my right brow.

"What do you mean?" Is he a zombie?

"...he caused this..."

"'Caused this'?"

"He's the one that created the virus."