Part Two: Patrick The Dumbass

Patrick the Dumbass

*The day of the outbreak*

BAM!

I shut my eyes at the sound completely forgetting about my surroundings.

It's okay you can open your eyes now the Z's gone, says a person laying their hands on my shoulders.

I open my eyes to brutal awakening. Before me stood a guy about 6'1 towering over my 5'6 scale frame, drenched in sweat and underneath him laid my mother motionless.

Why would you do that, I say tears once more falling from my eyes.

She was your mom, he asks holding me close to his sweaty body. I didn't mind though, his arms around my waist felt reassuring and I felt safe.

Yeah, I say pushing away to get Amelia. Amelia, get your stuff we're leaving, I say grabbing a backpack and filling it with what was left of our supplies. Amelia, I shout knowing she must of unlocked herself since the rope that was tying her to the chair was...gone.

Crap, I say grabbing my backpack and heading out the door.

Where you headed off to, the guy asks me. My sister's missing, I say descending the stairs quickly.

What did she look like, I think I saw here,he says. Short, 7, long blondish brown hair tied into a braid, I say remembering her appearance from just a few moments ago. She slipped right out of my hold in a few moments, I think to myself.

Sorry, but I think your sisters gone that guy left with your sister the moment I came in, he says as if it was nothing. And you didn't do shit about it, I say pushing him back with my hands. I thought he was her dad, I had to save you, if it wasn't for me you'd be dead rotten meat by now sweetheart, he says getting up in my face.

As he's about to say something I walk away going in the opposite direction from him. Where are you going, he asks jogging up to me.

I'm going to find my sister, I say as I continue to walk down the road.

There is no way in hell your gonna find her, she's long gone by now, he says. Well even if she us, I have to try I promised my mom, which you killed, I say stopping to stare at him. And if I didn't you would have been killed too, and plus she was already dead, he says walking past me and towards a badly covered up truck.

I need to get you somewhere safe, he says opening his truck door for me. And what makes you think I'll get in, for all I know you could be the same guy who kidnapped my sister, I say walking away.

Come on I'll help you get somewhere safe, he says again. No, I say continuing to walk. I'll help you...find your sister, he hesitates. I turn around and smile, pinky promise, I ask walking back to him and holding up my pinky. What are you, 5, he asks rolling his eyes. Actually I'm 21, I say. Really, you look 17, he says eyeballing me. Yes, I say eyeballing him. He looked about 23.

Pinky promise, he says putting his own pinky in mine. As I get into his truck I notice how dirty it is. What, he says noticing how I looked with disapproval at his backseat. We can clean it later, he says closing his door.

We, no there's no we in cleaning, there's only I, which stands for you.

Ugh, he sighs. Fine, I'll clean it, he says getting back out of the truck. After a few minutes the backseat was cleaned and I snuggled in.

Do you have blankets, I ask knowing what he was gonna say. Nope, so deal with it sweetheart, he says at the same time I say the same thing in my head.

As I lay down in the backseat I look over towards the raido which shone in a green light the number 3:56am.

You still awake Sandy, he asks. Sandy, I ask turning to face him. Yeah, well your hair is kind of a sandy blonde color, he says, and plus just like in SpongeBob you can probably kick someone's ass. And what shall your name be hmm....what about Patrick the dumbass, I say chuckling.

No, my name's Mack, he says. Mack the dumbass, I ask. No just Mack, he says, yours. I'm Shayla, I say. Sandy suits you better, he says chuckling.

After a few minutes of silence Mack asks, still awake. Yeah, can't sleep, I reply. He sits up and turns on the radio to a low volume setting.

Citizens of the following districts and areas: New York, Illinois, Texas, California, Alabama, North and South Carolina and Dakota, and Washington please follow protocol and exit your city to safe camps located in Florida, New Jersey, Michigan,and Ohio...and may the odds be ever in your favor.(totally not from the hunger games)

The closest safe camp to Illinois is the one located in Ohio, he says turning off the radio. We aren't going, you made a promise to me and I expect you to keep it ,I say sitting up.

And I will keep my promise, he says holding up his pinky like a 5 year old.

But we need supplies if you expect us to find your sister, he says. Fine, but we're not staying there were only gonna get some supplies and then head out, I say back.

Okay, we leave onto open road tommorow morning at dawn, so get some shut eye, he says snuggling back into his spot. Okay, I say snuggling back into my spot as well.

It was a while before I ended up falling asleep. It was a while filled with fear every time I heard a scream and a growl and then the ripping of flesh. But I managed and I did end up falling asleep next to Mack who woke up to find me scared out of my wits. But that's just how things are now with the Z-VIRUS.

*The end of part two*

I'm actually proud of myself for knowing some of the 50 states btw some research went into this part so it would be nice if you...you know comment follow and share PLEASE.