《How I Survived (Zombie Story)》Chapter Eight- Smoke Filled Skies
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My eyes silently open, I look up to see a dark sky, with clouds spread across. Stars neatly lit the sky.
I felt pain answer my question which was what happened?
I sat up and notice I was lying on a leather seat. A bus seat that is. I cried out and fell back against it. "Ow..." I grumbled lightly.
Oh, now I remember.. The bus flipped. From something.
I bite my lip and try to sit up. More pain. Tears blur my eyes and I stifle a sob. Why was I crying?
Suddenly someone touches my hand. I hear a soft cough and smell something burning.
"L-Lara. Please don't be dea-" I cut the male voice off.
"I'm here.." I grumble and cough also.
It was Kyle leaning over me, his green eyes staring into mine. "I can't feel my legs." I blurt when I notice the strange feeling in my legs.
"What?" He asks.
"My legs. Is there something about it?!" I ask, panicking.
"I'll get it out. I mean off.." He says.
"Kyle what is it?!" I yell.
"Hold on Lara.." He mumbles.
I sob. "Stop crying..." He whispers.
"I'm gonna get it out." He promises. "Kyle. What is it?" I ask.
"It's. Lara... Oh, my God. It's a piece of metal." He says. "It's penetrating your legs..." He said, his voice cracking.
I groan and cover my mouth, feeling bile rise in my throat. Did this mean, Oh no.?
I hear Kyle sniffle sob. "Kyle calm down. You can help me right?" I ask concentrating on the sky.
"Yea..." He whispers lightly.
"Is it-" He cuts me off. I was gonna ask him if it was piercing any bone or nerves.
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"I don't know if it's piercing any nerves.." Kyle says. At least Kyle was taking doctoring classes, well was. I was too.
I hear a low growl.
"We need to get somewhere safe.." He mumbles.
"Where're the others..?" I ask.
"I don't know.. I woke up beside you..." He says.
"Where is the smoke coming from..?" I ask.
"Somewhere north... I'm gonna carry you. Okay?" Kyle asks.
"Okay... Agh!" I cry out.
"Shh. Shh.." He says. He pulls me up slowly and I bit my lip. I know you're wondering. Why aren't me a Kyle dating? I don't know. He's more like an older brother to me.
I lay my head on his shirt and stare forward.
We were in the woods somewhere. Now I could see the empty highway. And then I saw the big smoke and fire. I heard voices. "Kyle.." I mumble.
"That's them.." He says. I feel him start to jog slowly, holding me close. I felt a wave of nausea again. My eyes fluttered closed and opened.
"Stay with me." He mumbles and he kept running.
"Oh my God! It's Kyle!" I hear the voice of Miranda.
"He's carrying something."
A someone actually.
I groan and pass out.
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