001

166 8 9
                                        


"Catch her!" A man yelled out as y/n ran as fast as she could, legs burning from the strain.

She hadn't ran in ages, having been locked up in a dingy basement with some other women. Her group had changed recently, the men becoming more predatory, the women's freedom dwindling until they ended up where they were at the moment.

Shit happens in an apocalypse, humans turn into zombies, and the ones that are left sometimes become something... less than human. That was what had happened.

The groups leader had decided that women were to be used to repopulate the earth with humans, whether they wanted it or not. The men would come every night, picking a few women and taking them away for a few hours before returning with them.

They were always crying, sometimes bleeding, but most of all they had lost almost all their will to fight to live. Who could blame them? In a situation such as this, anybody would feel the same. They were cattle, plain and simple.

Y/n, she was done, she told herself that if this next escape attempt failed, she was going to end it. Permanently. She couldn't take it anymore, helping the others with the aftermath, the absolutely wretched smiles of pleasure on the mens faces as they dragged woman after woman away, kicking and screaming.

She took a shaky breath and waited. They had to time everything perfectly, if they messed up they were done for. Although, maybe that would be the better outcome if they did get caught again.

So, she waited.

As the metal door creaked and candle light streamed through the desolate room, y/n felt her heart pound in her chest, almost fearful that it could be heard by the others. She wrung her hands together as the stairs creaked and the men came into view.

This was it. Their final attempt, her absolute last chance.

As soon as the two men chose their victims for the night, y/n and another girl jumped to their feet and ran as fast as they could at the men, a shard of glass in each of their hands.

There had only been one small window in the basement, too small to escape through. However, it was still glass. Y/n had been the one to break it, wrapping her shirt around her knuckles as she punched it until it shattered.

There were so few of them left, there was more when it started but they either got made an example of, or they ended it themselves. Now, there was only five of them left, including y/n.

Y/n and the other girl jumped onto the mens backs, locking their legs around their waists.

"What the fuck?!" One of the yelled, reaching back and yanking the other girl off of him, throwing her against the wall.

Y/n winced when she heard a sickening crack and the other girls body went limp. Her eyes blurred with tears, and the furiously jabbed the shard of glass into the mans neck. He gurgled as he choked on his own blood, desperately reaching back to try and throw y/n off.

The other man, now free of the girl, ripped y/n off of the other mans back. But it was too late, nothing could fix his mangled throat.

"You fucking bitch." He growled out, yanking y/n off of the floor by her hair.

Y/n winced and clutched the piece of glass tighter in her hand, her own blood trickling down the sharp edges.

Suddenly, one of the other girls jumped onto his beck to distract him. "Now!"

The man released y/n's hair to try and get the girl off of his back, but y/n was faster. She jumped up, leg muscles burning as she charged at the man as fast as she could. She jabbed the shard into his jugular, the blood spurting out. Y/n released her hold on the glass as the man fell to the floor, desperately clutching at his own throat.

After EverythingWhere stories live. Discover now