Infection Z Beswick, L. (books for 8th graders txt) đ
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Chapter 4
I awake the next morning to the sun shining through the boarded up gaps of the window, the kitten meows happily at me and purrs as I stroke its fur, I lay quietly waiting for the others to wake up and keep replaying Damonâs words last night in my head trying to make sense of his confession, it seems so sudden and bad timing with everything going on, as far as he knows I was asleep so thereâs no pressure to talk about it at least, but now he definitely likes me I feel a little shy, but I couldnât do anything because of hazel anyway, she would feel betrayed and if we ever broke up it would make a weird situation.
Soon enough Damon and April greet me with tired good mornings, we pack up our stuff once again and decide to head out, âwe should be okay, the zombies seem to come out more later in the day" Damon states, the ground has dried up from yesterdayâs rain and for once the sun makes an appearance making me smile, I always feel happier for some reason when thereâs a sun in the sky, âI think today will be a good day!â I announce, April rolls her eyes âthere arenât any good days anymore" Damon nudges her with a frown, âdonât listen to miss moody over there, Iâm sure today will be a good day, we might find somewhere to stay for a while and Iâm sure we will find more food, itâs good to keep things positive" Damon smiles cheerfully, I smile back shyly enjoying how much more positive heâs becoming lately, âperhaps Iâve rubbed off on him' I think smugly to myself.
The kitten starts hissing aggressively with its fur spiked up, we all stop in our tracks confused as to its sudden change in behaviour, but our confusion is cut short when we hear a moaning sound followed by quick but heavy feet, we look ahead to find a zombie and canât help but stand frozen, any other zombie would have been no issue, but this particular zombie stops us from moving a muscle, âmum?â April whispers out, âwhat should we do?â I ask Damon just above a whisper not wanting to draw attention to ourselves, âwhat do you mean? Thatâs our mum" April says angrily her hands balled up in fists by her sides, ânot anymore, sheâs just a zombie now" Damon mutters, April turns to him unsure what to say, she glances back between him and their mother, they both watch her unmoving, time seems to slow down while the zombie drags herself past us, âI guess she didnât see us" I say quietly, no one speaks for a moment.
âDamon?â I ask quietly reaching towards him, âwe should keep movingâ he says and continues walking once again like the last few minutes hadnât even happened, April doesnât move staring at the floor, I grab her hand and give her a small smile, she returns it and we walk hand in hand together, the journey is quiet now none of us sure how to start a conversation, the sun has hidden behind the clouds making the sky as dark as our moods, I quietly hope for something good to happen, I can handle people crying thatâs simple, but when someone is just quiet and angry Iâm not sure what to do, all I want is to help but I canât and it frustrates me.
The quiet is short lived and suddenly we are surrounded by zombies, theyâve noticed us and theyâre groaning and stumbling towards us, I shakily grab my weapon, we all stand back to back ready for the attack, we swing and hit taking out a number of the zombies, but soon our weapons seem useless as they close in deeper around us, we all glance at each other with worry, Damon grabs my hand and nods, I stare at him in confusion but from his expression soon understand we canât do anything, we must simply stand together and stop fighting and allow the zombies to close in on us, I grab Aprilâs hand and smile sadly, we all close our eyes waiting.
Just as the zombies groan down our ears, and we feel their stagnant breaths on our faces, a loud crash captures the zombies attention taking them from us, the outer zombies disappear in thin air until all the zombies fly through the air, a horn blares bringing us back to reality, âget in" a voice says from the car that trampled the zombies, we glance at each other in confusion ânow!â the voice urges, we all scramble into the car just as more zombies emerge and begin chasing us, we all catch our breaths still unsure what truly happened, âweâre dead arenât we?â I breath out, ânot dead but it was close, why did you guys just stand there?â the person asks, âthere were too many of them, it was no use we just accepted our fate" Damon answers, âit seems more like you made the decision for everyone" the voice remarks, âyou were watching us?â April asks, âoh sure I wanted to see how you handled yourselves, you did good until you just
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