Virus

I awoke to my sister violently shaking me. "LIRIK! WAKE UP! WE HAVE TO GO NOW!" She screamed worriedly.

"What the hell is going on Sarah?"

"Fucking zombies!" She exclaimed.

I sit there for a second before laughing. "Yeah right, stop fucking around"

"I'm being serious!"

I groan. "There is no such thing as zombies" I heard a knock on my door "I'll get it"

"LIRIK NO!" She screams right as I open the door.

I look at the figure standing there. "Um... do you need something?" As it faces my I stand frozen in terror. It's fucking lips are ripped off! It tackles me and starts trying to bite me. "Sarah! Please help me!" I scream. It's a fucking zombie! How in the fuck is this here?! ZOMBIES ARE FUCKING FICTIONAL! Something hits the zombie and it falls to the right of me. I scramble back and stand up, breathing heavily. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" It starts getting back up and I kick it in the side with all of my might, hearing, and feeling, multiple snaps coming from the zombie. It falls down and starts trying to get back up. I sprint to the kitchen and grab a sturdy knife.

I rush back and slam the knife deep into the fuckers skull. It collapses and goes silent. A large amount of blood pouring out of its head. " We need to go now Sarah! Start grabbing shit and meet back here!" I rush to my room and start grabbing anything useful. Some cloths a large backpack my cigarettes and my fathers knife. I go to the bathroom and open up the sink. I get a small first aid kit, a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a role of gauze. I race back to the living room. My sister is in the kitchen clearing out the cabinets and refrigerator for some cans of food and bottles of water. I notice a small snub nose revolver sitting on the table. "Where the fuck did you get that?" I ask.

She looks at the revolver and replies "I bought it a few weeks ago for some self defense. Better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it. And right now I'm pretty sure I made the right decision."

"How many rounds do you have for it?"

"Around twenty or so"

"Alright, do you have everything?"

"Yeah, let's go"

I toss her the keys and start walking towards the door. I open it and look outside. Jesus Christ, it's absolute hell out here. People running around, smoke in the air, screams of terror coming from the people. I notice someone get tackled by another and start trying to get away. The one that tackled them leans down and bites the other ones face. The blood, oh my god there's so much blood. My sister screams at me "LETS GO!" I shake the vision from my head and run to the car. We put the stuff in the car and start it up.
"Go to the gas station. I say.

"Why?"

"More supplies" I respond.

We pull out of the driveway and start driving to the nearest gas station. As we drive by I look out the window. So much death and destruction. Zombies feasting on the innocent. No one is safe from them. Even the children. A small tear falls from my eye. "We're here, let's go!" She takes the keys and locks up the car. "Be quick." She says.

"Yeah, I will." She hands me the gun.

"Do you know how to use this?" She asks.

"Yes, father took me shooting a lot. I might be a little rusty but I can manage."

"Good because I don't have a damn clue about how to use that thing."

We run inside and try to find anything that's left. People are grabbing things left and right. What catches my eye is the back wall behind the counter. Cigarettes. Lots and lots of smokes. I smile and jump behind the counter, grabbing as many packs as I can and stuffing them in my pockets and bags. I grab a pack of lighters and turn around before something catches my eye. A handgun underneath the counter and a box of ammunition.

I grab it and throw it in my bag before climbing over and grabbing a bunch of candy bars and gum. Once I do that I run over to the rows of food and grab some bags of jerky. "LIRIK! LET'S GO!" I hear.
I see my sister running to the car before some one tackles her.
I drop everything and sprint as fast as I can towards her.

She pushes him off and I pull out the revolver and shoot him. My aim was a little off and I ended up hitting him in the chest. I fire once more and hit him in the head, dropping him. "Get in the car!" I yell. I run back to the bag I dropped, picked it up, and ran to the car. I got in and put my seatbelt on. As soon as I closed the door Sarah took off. "Where are we going?" I ask.

"Away from the town"

I nod. "What did you get?"

"Some food, water, and energy drinks. You?"

"Cigarettes, food and lighters." I also pull out the gun I found and showed it to her. "And this beauty" I smirk

"Awesome" She smiles

I press the magazine release and pull back the slide. I catch the round and look at the bottom of it. .45 ACP, nice. I look over the gun and see an engraving on the side. It says Eclipse. It's a silver handgun with wooden grips on the handle. It's definitely beautiful that's for sure. And judging by the size of the round it also packs one hell of a punch. I put the magazine back in and chamber a round. Then I take it back out and put the round that was in the chamber back in it, then slide it back in and flip up the safety. I keep it in my hand and slowly fall asleep.