A Zombies Love (Girlxgirl) (ON HOLD)

Day 7, Zombie Hoard

Day 7, Zombie Hoard

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We were all woken up with the loud screams of zombies, their screams haunted me and gave me goosebumps.

We shot up onto our feet and watched a little child be chased by a hoard.

"Oh my god!" Jenny screamed in shock and looked away, the child was only around the age of seven and kept stumbling, the hoard was getting closer.

I needed to do something, I robbed Chris' sniper and started shooting the zombies' in the head.

They fell to the ground causing the zombies behind to fall flat on their face and slowed down.

"Run! Don't look behind you!" Matt yelled at the kid as DJ and JJ joined me, shooting the zombies until there where non left.

Every time I shot it hurt...

The child stopped running when the air went silent.

He was panting, I couldn't blame the poor thing he must've been running for a few minutes...

There were some ladders in which Matt climbed down and ran to the kid, the kid pulled out a knife.

The child was really terrified and didn't know what was happening.

It must've went so sudden for him.

I saw Matt waver his hands softly.

He must've been telling the kid that he wasn't a zombie.

The child screamed in his face, "How do I know your not! They can talk!" Matt grabbed the kid's wrists when he was busy screaming at Matt and twisted them.

The child dropped the knife and cried.

Matt pulled the child over his shoulder and walked back to the ladders.

He didn't seem to struggle climbing the ladders whilst the kid was wriggling on his shoulder.

Once Matt got to the top he threw the kid off of his shoulders. "Oh shut up you annoying little s-" I interuppted him, "Squirt."

I looked at Matt with a frowned upon face warning him.

The kid looked at me, "What is your name? I'm Ophelia, you can call me Op for short if you like." I squated down to his level.

He wiped his tears away with his arm, his face was mucky, his hair was greasy and he looked tired. "James..." He replied upsetly and I smiled sadly.

"Jenny, little James here is your responsability. I think you need some disapline into looking after a human being." I stared at her.

She looked at the gravelled floor ashamed as I went to pick up my rucksack a strike of pain went through my shoulder.

I hissed, I forgot my shoulder was dislocated.

Jake grabbed the bag and helped me up. "Listen, I know we got off by the wrong hand and I totally agree with what you've said so far, I'm sorry ok..."

I smiled, "Apologie accepted." We went over to group and saw that the gap was too big for the jump.

"We're gonna have to walk." Jenny whimpered and I rolled my eyes.

I climbed down after Chris and JJ, as the carried the guns.

As I thought there where no ladder steps left I went to land on the ground, in fact I missed the ground stumbled into JJ.

He smiled at me... Or to himself. JJ had chocolate ginger hair, brown eyes and a american accent, not a hillbilly accent which was unusual since his father is a hillbilly.

"Have you realised that when we stand on land there are hardly any zombies about?" I asked, confused with a slight measurement of spook along with it.

"I know right." We heard feet drop onto the floor behind us but didn't worry as we knew it were the rest of the group.

"It's weird." James replied, he sounded like an adult, "It seems like they only come out when we look vunerable enough..." Jake stepped infront of James like he was some sort of politic. Polictics, ew.

"Let's just keep walking." Chris came over to me so he could help me walk.

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It felt like we we're walking down this street forever until we came to a hault.

I gagged fromthe stench of the air, it was disgusting.

The air swarmed with blood covered flys. Below there small rancid wings beheld rotting bodies, I couldn't tell then apart.

Whether they where Zombies or Humans it was awful.

"Ophelia..." James tugged my finger. "Yes James... What is it?" I tried holding back the powerful smell of death from keeping me gagging.

He had a small coughing fit, "Dad was a farmer... And a fruit farmer... Does that make him a bad man?" He started tearing up, I started to hear him whimper.

"Hey hey... No, I'm sure he is a very innocent man." I tried comforting him with a smile as JJ lifted James over his head and placed his legs on his shoulders.

"Hold on Kid." He held his feet so he wouldn't fall.

We all had to step over a swamp of dead bodies, the smell finally got to me when I puked over someone's dead body.

Jenny look away so she didn't regurgatate her lunch.

"Help me...." We all heard a heaved breath of despair, "Help me..." A man crawled to us, he had no bottom section, like he'd be chopped up.

He was messed up, his white shirt was covered in rotted blood and his face seemed slowly decaying.

DJ and Mat jumped infront and bashed the guys head in, his blood scattered over Mat and DJ.

Jenny yelped in fear and I looked up at Chris as he looked back at me.

"You need to explain." I said as my nerves trembled in fear.

"There there Ophelia we have nothing to worry about, right Jenny?" His eyes pierced through my very soul as he gritted his teeth.

"Y-yes Chris..." She stuttered and I limped out of his grip only to be griped by boths sides as his lips came to my ear.

"Right Ophelia?" He sniffed my neck and I nodded speechless as he felt on me. This was disgusting and cruel.

"Now then I guess we should find some where to eat." I looked towards Jake as his eyes looked down to the bodies in shame.

Chris shoved my dislocated shoulder and I yelped in extreme pain. Jake caught me and so did Jenny, "Just do whatever he says." Jake whispered discretely between us and I looked up at him.

"Chris is most wanted and his sons help him." He muttered as he smiled fakely at Chris and his sons.

If I new this was going to get any worse I wouldn't gone with Christa...

"Oh Christa..." I sobbed, this moment of my life when I needed her the most couldn't become true... She was dead.

We carried on walking, JJ behind us with a gun pointing to mine, Jenny's and Jake's head. DJ and Mat where walking at each side of us and Chris led holding a pump action shot gun.