Chapter 4:

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Chapter 4
I jumped in the car anyway and tried to remember how thieves turned cars on without the key in movies. I found a screwdriver and removed the plastic steering column panels. I broke the lock cylinder with the screwdriver, and then used it as a key. I felt the car turn on and the sound of it was loud. I hesitated and put the car in drive, looking at the warehouse, to see if Harold heard me. I didn’t see him and I let out a sigh of relief until I heard a knock on the window.
I nearly jumped out of my seat and saw Harold standing there, angry as could be and I slammed on the gas pedal, causing Harold to fall down. I didn’t look back. I didn’t know where I was going, but that didn’t matter. I had nowhere to go. I just had to find safety. After driving endlessly for an hour, I came to a diner and gas station that looked like it was not yet affected by the infection.
I saw cars parked and people in the diner. I filled my tank with gas, which was free due to the infection, and I walked into the diner. It was packed. People were all on their way out of town, and were getting free food. One boy sat alone at a table and noticed me looking around and offered me a seat.
I sat down and examined his face. He was very attractive, and looked to be around my age. “You’re not an evil doctor, right?” I asked, with a hint of a smile on the corner of my lips.
“Not that I know of.” He chuckled. His smile was so perfect. And I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful his eyes were- a dreamy blue.
It wasn’t until the waitress introduced herself that I noticed I was staring at this stranger. I dropped my head, embarrassed and felt my cheeks burn red.
“I’d like an all-American hamburger with no tomato, please.” He said; his voice was so angelic.
“And what could I get for you, darling?” the waitress asked me.
“Uh, I’ll get the same, please.” I felt so stupid after saying that. It sounded like I was copying him; how corny. I didn’t have the chance to even look at the menu though.
“So what’s your name?” he asked after the waitress left.
“Stephanie Lodge. But you can just call me Steph.”
“I like the name Stephanie. Such a beautiful name.” I felt myself blush when I heard him say this. “My name is Jared Clark. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
I looked down at my shaking hands on my lap. “So what are your plans for...survival?” He asked me.
I looked back up and my eyes met his. “I’m not exactly sure. I just escaped from someone who was trying to do some sort of experiment on me. I’m alone. I lost my best friend. I have no family that I know of. And I have no supplies to survive.” I explained.
He frowned. “I’m alone as well. But I do have a plan. And if you’d like, you can join me.”
I looked back down and hesitated. The last time I trusted someone, I almost got experimented on. But he was so beautiful. “Sure, thanks.”
The food arrived to our table after a few minutes of awkward silence and I noticed Jared staring at me, and I felt my cheeks turn a brighter red. It wasn’t until then that I noticed I was about to eat a large, messy burger in front of a perfect boy.
He began stuffing his face. As lady-like as possible, I took a bite out of my burger.
He was finished and I still had half the burger to go. I felt his eyes on me while I was eating it.
“You know, I don’t mind if you eat messy.” He laughed. I sighed in relief and finished my burger like I normally would.
“So would you like to take my car, or yours?” he asked me when we were leaving the diner.
We ended up taking his silver 2021 Hummer. We decided since it was bigger and could go through any terrain; it was more suitable for what he was planning.
After hours of driving, I fell asleep and woke up at night time. We were still on the road, but we were now surrounded by forest. I wasn’t sure what state we were in now, but I felt safe with Jared by my side.
He noticed that I woke up and smiled at me, grabbing my hand in his. I grabbed his arm with my other hand and rested my head on his shoulder, falling back asleep with a smile on my face.
I woke up in the morning when the car quickly swerved off the road, the tires screeching under us. I immediately looked at Jared’s shocked, horrified face. His hand was now on the wheel and we came to a stop, inches in front of a tree.
He just stared at the tree and I looked back, in search of what caused him to swerve off the road.
“Jared? What’s wrong?”
I broke his concentration, and he looked at me, apology in his eyes. “I’m so sorry for waking you, Steph.” Tears began to fill his eyes. “I guess I need to explain. But first, we need to get back on the road”.
“What? I don’t understand”.
He remained silent and got back on the road, driving more quickly and cautiously than before.
“We’re in Georgia, Steph. This is where my parents live. I was hoping Georgia wasn’t hit by the illness yet. But I just saw my mom…As a zombie.” A tear rolled down his face.
I looked at him, wishing I knew what to say. But the truth is, I didn’t. There was nothing to make it better. So I just held his hand tightly, hoping to make him feel the slightest sense of hope.
“Steph,” He started. “I’m still going to look for my father, my best friend and my girlfriend.”
I cringed at the last word. Girlfriend. I let go of his hand and looked out the window, hiding from him my tears.
“Well, she’s my ex-girlfriend. But I still care for her.” He explained.
“That’s fine” I said, bluntly.
Half an hour went by that was just silence, until we arrived at a nice-looking, two story home. He parked in front and ran to the front door. I followed him but by the time I got there, he was inside, holding a gun out in front of him. I caught up to him and stood close behind him. He walked up the stairs and slowly opened a door to find a zombie feeding on a body parts. He shot the zombie, which had no effect on it.
The zombie stood up and turned to face us. He moaned and walked toward. Jared shot again, this time in its face. The zombie stopped for a short moment but continued to walk toward us. More shots, but nothing happened. I thought back to the News cast.
“They’re DEAD. They feel no pain. The only way to permanently kill them is to behead, drown, freeze or burn them completely. Anything other than that will merely slow them down.”
I felt my back pocket for my knife, but it was gone. Dr. Johnson must have taken it.All I had was the gun I found.
I had to think fast if I wanted to save Jared. I pushed him toward the zombie and to the side, causing him to fall on the floor. The zombie walked toward him. Jared looked at me, sadness in his eyes.
I ran to the dead body’s clothes and found a knife in the pocket. Right as the zombie almost grabbed Jared, I slid the knife through the zombie’s neck, his head falling off onto the floor. The body fell backwards, onto me. I fell down, and felt my head hit the wood floor, not able to breathe with the dead zombie’s weight on me.
I woke up in the backseat of Jared’s SUV. He was driving. It was day time, so I assumed I had only been asleep for a few hours. I sat up and Jared looked back at me, and smiled. He stopped the car on the side of the road and ran out and opened the door for me.
He pulled me into his arms. “Thank you for saving me, Steph.” He let go of me, and held my face with hands and kissed my cheek.
He went back to the driver’s seat and I went to the passenger’s seat. “It was my dad; the zombie you killed. He was eating our maid. Who strangely always thought a zombie apocalypse would occur. She was always prepared. She always watched zombie movies. We always dismissed her stories and explanations. I guess we should have listened.”
The conversation ended there. Next, we had to look for his best friend. I was starting to get worried everyone he cared for was gone.

Submitted: May 02, 2011

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