Zombie Outbreak: The Apocalypse ✓

CHAPTER THIRTY

I got frozen, but when I heard Dannah's terrified voice. . . terrified for me, I was quickly brought back to reality as the first thing I did was hide my left hand.

However, their piercing gaze welcomed me once I lifted my head and looked at everyone. And now, Ashton's marching in my place made me wanted to hide because of how dark the way he stares at me. He's in between angry- at my stupidity, and scared for what might happen to me. It's explainable at how his forehead is creasing yet in his eyes. . . he looked scared.

He stopped right in front of me even before everyone could react.

"What's that?" He asked so sharply as he tried to look at my hand in which I just hide it more from his piercing gaze.

"It's nothing," I whispered, but before I could react, Ashton quickly snatched my hand, having my injury to appear at everyone's sight as I heard all of them gasped, looking at my hand, which is now shaki little. I am shaking a little in fear that I might turn into monster. . . a minute from now.

Ashton's face quickly darkened more as he shouted, "Give me a fucking first aid, now!" His voice thundered, and that's what made everyone move and quickly looked for first aid in their bags. It was Damien, the one who gave alcohol with such haste in his move in which Ashton promptly got it from his grip and didn't think twice if pouring its content in my wounded hand, particularly in my finger.

Napangiwi ako sa kirot nang tumama ang alcohol sa aking sugat. Mahapdi, mainit, ngunit mas mahapdi at mas mainit nang wala ito at ang nasa loob ay para bang mayroong maliliit na insekto na nagpupumilit pumasok sa aking kaloob-looban.

Ashton quickly got a garter from Lorraine as he harshly pulled my hand to him- kung saan alam kong hindi nya iyon sinasadya at tanging pagkataranta ang nangibabaw sa kanya. Mabilis nyang pinalibutan nang garter ang aking gitnang daliri- kung saan may maliit na kalmot na para bang nahiwa lamang ng kutsilyo nang hindi sinasadya.

I just watched him do it, yet my mind is wandering elsewhere. As when I lifted my head to my companions, they are looking at us with pity in their eyes, but most of it. . . the fear couldn't be mistaken from those eyes that once looked proud at my doings.

And I know. . . I shouldn't just stay here inside the bus with them, significantly that I'm injured.

And this isn't just a superficial injury.

Because this one could turn me into a monster any minutes from now.

As I sighed heavily. My decision is final.

"Stop the bus, I'll be going-" I haven't finished what I was saying when Ashton quickly cut my phrases.

"No. No one's going out," He said so sharply before glaring at me. I glared back at him, too, as right now, I couldn't believe what I am hearing from him.

I snatched my hand away from him as I glared to show how I'm not too fond of the idea of staying inside this bus with them when any minutes from now, I would be turning into a monster, as to how those monsters are lurking outside this bus, following us no matter where we go.

"Can you hear what you're saying? I'm injured, Ashton! Any minute from now-" But again, he cut my words as his gaze darkened to me as if finishing my words would make him lose his mind right now.

"You won't turn into a zombie," He quickly said, yet every word he sprouts are so sharp as if he's so sure of it.

Or he was trying to convince himself only.

But I won't believe in an idea we aren't sure about.

"How can you be so sure?" I'm getting frustrated as my eyes became watery, blurring the sides of my eyes as I beggingly look at him, "Please? Think of their lives! It isn't just me but your lives too!" With what I said, Ashton couldn't answer as if he's debating himself of what he's going to tell me. . . or because he keeps on convincing himself about something even though the truth has set in front of us.