Alone

Chapter 29/Last Chapter

I hesitantly stab the knife into Zach's head.

My knees become weak and I can barely stand.

•••

"NOOO! IM FINE!" Zach yells at me.

He tries to hug me, but I push him away.

"You're gonna turn." I say to him.

His smile becomes murderous.

"No, no I'm not." He starts to come closer and closer to me, but I back away slowly.

"Zach, you're scaring me." But he doesn't stop. His eyes big and smile frighting.

"It's okay, we can be together." He looks me straight in the eyes. "Forever." I trip over a piece of wood as he comes at me with his weapon.

"Zach! Stop it!" I scream at him.

"It's okay. It's okay. It's okay." He just keeps repeating it over and over again. I rush down the stairs back to the first floor. I look to my left and see all the monsters coming at me again.

I turn around and head of the door, but Zach grabs my arm and pulls me to him. He wrestles me to the ground and pins me down.

"Come on, we can live forever." He says, looking at the monsters.

"ZACH! THEY'RE COMING CLOSER!" I scream and wriggle around to see if I can get out of his grip. I jolt as I hear the school doors bust open. The guy that saved me from my dad. I get a glance at his face and outfit.

He is wearing a jacket with his hood on. A black jacket. With bloody jeans. He has kind brown eyes.

He pushes Zach off of me and pulls me up. He whispers in my ear.

"Run." I imagine it in slow motion as Zach attacks the guy. That's the last I saw of both of them.

Or so I thought.

•••

I regain my strength and stand back up.

I look to the sky again, the clouds are getting darker and closer.

I can't believe I'm alone. Again.

I made a mistake.

I should've never left my friends.

Or maybe I should've just ended it.

A bullet through the brain.

But I have to keep going.

I run through the woods.

Water starts to drip from the clouds and onto my forehead. I wipe them off an keep running.

What am I running from? Nothing.

I fall to the ground and hoist my back up against a tree.

I'm done running.

My ankle hurts like hell.

I start to rub it and soon my hand is drenched in blood.

"What, no." I say to myself. I look down to my foot. My really bloody foot. I try to stand, but the pain is killing me.

I guess the stalkers can smell my blood, because here they are, ready to get a taste of sweet blood.

I let out a breath that I've been holding for a long time.

Everyone dies. And I guess it's my turn.

I grip my knife and swing at the first one I see.

I scream and yell.

There's way many of them.

It's truly the end of my world.

I hear a grunt and I quickly look up.

I guy with a black jacket and bloody jeans is hurdling towards the stalkers. Stabbing them one by one.

I look at him again.

He's saved me again. Three times now.

Little did I know.

•••

He starts to leave but I yell after him. He keeps walking, but I'm gonna get him this time.

"Hey!" He stops and turns around and starts walking towards me.

"Who are you?" I ask. He stops.

His hand reaches for his hood.

No. This guy has saved me more than three times.

"Austin?!"