REWRITE
When the world goes to shit, its brings the most unexpected groups of people together
What happens when polar opposites take on the apocalypse?
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This book contains mature themes and graphic scenes, read at your own risk
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My feet pound the pavement with such force the concrete may crack beneath my heavy footfalls, my breath is heavy and there's sweat beginning bead on my forehead but not from the short run to the car But from the way I have relentlessly swung my broken chair leg towards the heads of the dead things
Long story short, I was right about there being many more of these dead things lurking around. As soon as we stepped out into my driveway every single decaying face whipped towards us, the only good thing to come of the fucked up situation is the fact Namjoon figured they are attracted to sound rather than smell Or sight
My eyes scan the group, each of them covered in blood and guts of some sort. No one stops running, not even for a split second
"Uh help?!" A deep voice calls out from my left, my head instantly snaps to find Taehyung has fallen behind, allowing himself to be cornered by one of the things. He shakes uncontrollably, trying to shove the thing away from himself while trying his best to keep all limbs away from the snapping jaws
Help him! Help him! Help him!. My brain screams
"Kill it!"
"I-I can't!"
Time moves in slow motion but my feet don't. I backtrack until I'm close enough to bring my makeshift weapon up and slam it back down on the once live woman's skull. She staggers forwards and Taehyung flinches into another living dead, he holds it by his decaying arms to hold it off as I slam the weapon down onto the woman's head again, this time she successfully fulls limp
I jump into action again, saving the life of the handsome stranger without a second thought or a regret. I grab his hand tightly and pull him along until we reach the pick up that's already roaring to life, I push him in head first and follow Not seconds later, slamming the door before one of the dead things can reach us again
There's a shout, a deep one telling us to go. Seokjin wastes no time with speeding down the street, swerving every now again to avoid the dead things
I catch my breath before directing a glare towards Taehyung, only for it to fall when I see his bloodshot eyes, twitchy lips and shaken demeanour. What ever just happened really fucked him up, the thought of death is scary and I'm sure he's beating himself up over it
"Taehyung? What happened back there?" Namjoon asks before I get the chance to open my mouth, the Male just shakes his head in a 'I don't know' kind of way and allows his wide eyes to fall shut and his hand to fall on top of his chest
"Why didn't you kill it?" I ask softly, only now realising it's just us four in the front while the rest are in the boot
"I- It. . . It just didn't look dead enough" he sighs, shuffling away from my soft gaze until his head leans against the cool window "it still looked like a person, a real living person. . . I just couldn't" he finishes with a soft ending
