Loving In The Apocalypse: Zombie Attack!

n my stomach onto my parent's bedroom floor, I held my b

the disgusting mess of feces on the bed. My siste

ed me because I didn't know what else to do. The shock on Da

actually

e linen closet. He moved Mom from the bed of her bloody feces to the blanket, cle

l Dad slammed on the brakes. Somehow, we'd landed in the mid

the holdup is." Da

doing something drastic in order

bulance come to

eanor didn't ea

of the car

ered. Her head was hanging out the window, red hair and all. A

ters of a mile, I slowed to glance inside a small sedan filled to the brim with kids of all ages. There had to be at least six kids stuffed

hile the older ones were struggling to keep their gooey

oors hanging open were triple parked chaotically along the road next to the hospital. Th

capacity a long time ago a

the hospital had become a freakshow. It w

their arms. My gaze locked on one man holding two unconscious toddlers in his arm

e than my mom. Some were puking on the wa

against the building and it took me a moment to come to the conclusion that the shadows coveri

d or hold their loved ones upright. Those who still had strength were mashed together in a huge group, p

t was more important that they see a doctor first. I couldn't understand wh

s? Or police? Because this craziness was getting way out of cont

in front of every entrance with their lights blazing, but I couldn't find one officer manag

e. Mom needed help hours ago. There

her up on. There had to be some so

of me. If we couldn't bring her here, then where would we

through one crowd to see that t

crap, it

ere passed out on the floor and oth

medical masks, forcing people to stay away from the doors that separated us fro

oticed the elevator was also being guarded by more of the huge bouncers weari

They didn't l

he side. I tripped over a teenage boy not much younger than me.

on his arm. Dark red blood oozed out o

e directly in the eye. This crowd was going to kill me. Trying again

hey helping us?" A woman said beside me.

in. What are you people doing here?" The man that pushed me over was sta

started eg

A couple pe

icine!" A wo

" A little girl

hing!" A man yelled. "My wi

ck of the crowd. I tried to stop them from stepping on the sick boy under me

smelled exactly like my seventy-year-old neighbor, but she wasn't nearly as nice

me. Then, she punched me in the si

stume jewelry, but that didn't mean they hurt any less. Damn, I'd definitely underestimated the scrap

of my hair in order to protect

shit storm. I didn't pay attention to who

here. Once I finally made it to the sidewalk, my body jerke

ng the armed guards or if they were trying to get away, but I d

tted the car full of kids. The w

dn't I?" Her eyes were glistening with un

o somewhere else. This hos

yelled as I

ce. All those sick kids in her car squeezed at my heart, but I had