"Ready" I said. Putting my seat belt and opening my window. I grabbed my gun in backpack at my feet, cocked and more repeat to myself "I'm Ready" while Kurt started the car and we heard the zombie's moans and groans getting louder and louder, and closer to the car.

The car choked, and Kurt exchanged a look with me. "Blaine Huh? I don't think this is going to work."

"Shit" I said, looking around. The car didn't start, but turned on long enough to get the attention of the zombies. "Kurt Dammit ...".

"Come on," Kurt was saying, turning the key in the ignition, but nothing happened. Just more noises in vain. Imagine a car not working in the middle of an apocalypse, it's not as fun how it used to show on tv.

"Okay. I have an idea." Kurt said looking at me. "You will not like it but it's probably our only way out."

"What is it?" I asked looking into his blue eyes.

"Before all this craziness go down, my dad were a mechanic, and I helped him sometimes. Not because I wanted to let it clear" Kurt started to saying looking to a zombie eating his own leg.

"What does this have to do with..." I didn't finish the sentence when it go down on me what was on his mind. "NO WAY" I said. "NO FREAKING WAY YOU GETTING OUT OF THIS CAR"

"Blaine. I know what's wrong!" Kurt raised his voice looking back to me. "It's easy to fix it. It won't take two minutes."

"Kurt." I took his hands on my. "Please don't do this. It's suicide."

"No. No it's not. Look around. Stay here with just one gun its suicide!"

"Two minutes" I asked him. Looking to our hands together. Everyone that I knew left me. My mom. My dad. My friends. I can't lose Kurt as well. "You promise?"

"Pinky promise" Kurt said giving me his smaller finger. What made me laugh, but I went with it.

"Alright. I trust you." I muttered. "Now go. They are getting closer."

He left the car and opened the hood.

I was so scared. I won't lie to you. The zombies weren't fast. But that wasn't the real problem here. See, we are here, this point, and zombies are coming from everywhere, from the north, from the south, from the underground, even the zombie who was eating his own leg was coming. The whole city have become zombies, at least I think so. And they are coming after us.
They couldn't run. They were dead. But some were faster than the others, and they were getting closer, from everywhere.

"Kurt, Two minutes are running out" I shouted.

"I'm comming" He replied "Just give me one more minute."

Shit. They were getting closer. So close. SHIT KURT BEHIND YOU

"T-Thanks"

"No problem" I said.

He closed the hood. And came back to the car. He opened his door saying "Everything's done" When he fell. Yeah. He just fell. What made my heart drop. I didn't know what to do. I was frozen for a two seconds, when I relised what happened. Someone took Kurt! I got out of the car as fast as I could, and pushed myself into the ground.
It was a zombie. He was below the car. I took my mini gun and shot him in the head several times.
I run to the other end of the car, and helped Kurt to stand. "Are you Okay? Please tell me that you're okay? did he bite you? " I filled him with questions, I still don't have idea how I could talk as fast. "Kurt please answer me!"

"Im fine" Kurt said weakly. "He didn't bite me. It's just a bit frightening"

"Kurt are you sure?" I asked again, you're really pale

"I'm okay. Don't worry."

"Okay. Let's go then."

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