Southern Survivor Part 7

We hadn't asked Joe to come.He had insisted on it."Your looking for you brother.I lost enough of my family already.The least I can do is help you look for him."he had told me.We had left soon after that.Some of the people in Joe's group had tried to get us to stay.I wouldn't, I couldn't.

We had driven on a dirt road for a long time before we finally got back onto a paved road.Soon the gas for the jeep was running low and we entered a small town and found a gas station/eatery."William, stay with Jenny here in the Jeep.Me and Joe are going to find some gas and some supplies."He had nodded his head and gripped the machete tightly.

"How sure are you that your brother is still alive?"Joe asked me as we entered the building."Just as things were getting really bad I called my brother.He told me that he was gonna hold up in his sporting goods store and try to keep a low profile.I'm not 100% sure he is alive.But I'm sure as hell not look for him."

We split up and combed through the store.I found the gas controls and turned a switch.To my great surprise the electricty still worked and there was still gas in the tanks.The jeep was parked near pump three so I activated it.

As I stepped from behind the counter I heard something drop and Joe curse.It was unclear what the noise was but I was sure Joe was okay.My foot hit something below me and I glanced down to see a box of cigarettes.As I bent down to pick it up I heard movement behind me.

Assuming it was Joe I paid it no attention.My eyes happened to notice one of those mirrors attached to walls in stores so the clerks could see the entire store.My eyes saw what was behind me and I cursed my self as it grabbed me.

At one point in time it might have been a boy of around seven or eight.I kicked my right leg backwards and knocked it back.It charged me and I kicked it in the chest knocking it back again.I just couldn't shoot a kid.It raised it's head and looked at me snarling.It's mouth was covered in long ago dried blood and it's skin was bloated and slimy.

I dry heaved as it charged me again.The mossberg's blast was loud in my eyes.My aim wasn't true thought.The child zombie's right arm from the shoulder down was gone.A ragged stump was in place where a small arm once was.I walked forward to the downed zombie and pressed the shotgun's barrel against it's forehead and squeezed the trigger.

My body shook in horror and I doubled over and vomited onto the floor.I wiped my mouth when something jumped onto my back.It wrapped arms around my neck and tried to sink its teeth into me.My foot slipped in a puddle of blood and I fell down.The zombie was thrown from me and hit a shelve.It was a young girl around the boy zombie's age.

As it charged me I fired my mossberg again and the zombie fell motionless to the floor.A few moments later Joe came running his shirt covered in blood."Don't worry i'm ok, the bloods not mine,"Joe said.He was holding a bag and he followed my gaze to the bag and said its supplies.

We ran outside to see William pumping gas into the jeep and Jenny looking at us nervously.She eyed the blood on Joe's shirt and he told her he was ok.She asked me if I was okay.No i'm not ok!No one is ok, no one is ever gonna be ok, I just shot two kids!Thats what I wanted to tell her but I didn't.

I just told her I could be better and thanked William for pumping the gas.Everyone got into the jeep and we drove off.Maybe three or four days of driving and we will reach my brother's store.I cannot wait untill then.