by TJ Weeks
She slowed the car once back on the highway and away from the rest area. She felt as though she had just ran a marathon and tried to slow her breathing back to normal. Tears flowed without her wanting them to and her vision became a bit blurry.
“Suck it up bitch!” She said to herself.
Bobbi knew that the school was only a few more miles up and off the highway down a small road. She hoped that it was not covered with these assholes to where she could not get in. She drove cautiously, swerving around anything that was in the road and around other cars, hoping that she would not damage her car any more than it already was.
She knew that if she did not take some more sips of her juice that she would start feeling the effects of her low blood sugar again. She grabbed her juice with one hand and slowed the car to a crawling speed. She began to wonder about all of her patients and if they had made it through or if they had turned. She felt terrible for not going to check on them. She had put so much time and effort into them to keep them alive for their families and it was all worthless now with the apocalypse among them.
A large green sign came into view that read ‘County Road sixteen’. She questioned if she should stop, or move on with hopes that her sister Jennifer had thought about going to the school as well. She wondered if she was able to get her nephews to safety. She turned the wheel to the exit and made her way down the small county road where her sister lived.
She pulled up in front of the small yellow house and sat for a moment. She waited to see if there was any movement and trying to decide if she wanted to get out and go get the only family she had left. Five minutes had passed and there was no sign of her two nephews or her sister. Had Jennifer even been there? Bobbi wondered. She didn’t dare honk or make any noise to draw attention to herself. She slowly backed out and closed her eyes with a quick prayer that they were safe.
She made her way back to the highway and moved on. The highway seemed to open up where there were no cars blocking the road and very few zombies lined the wooded area of the sides of the highway. Bobbi slowly made her way over the rolling hills of the highway and the school finally came into view. Bobbi was bit confused since she didn’t remember a wall or that tall of a fence that rounded the school or a gate. She had remembered picking up her nephews from a rounded driveway that you just drove into; there was no way now to get into the school without going through a tall gate.
Bobbi pulled up to the gate and sat there in the dark. Her headlights glared off of the chain link. Bobbi was unsure if she should get out or take her chances by climbing the fence or just stay where she was.
After a few minutes a flash light shined inside the front windshield of her car from behind the fence. Bobbi rolled down her window just enough to stick her mouth up to the opening.
“Please help me!” Bobbi muttered through the small opening.
“Name?” The voice questioned.
“Bobbi, please help me.” She stated.
“Turn off the car and get out. You can come in, but do it quickly.” The man demanded.
Bobbi turned off her car and looked in all directions around her car. She turned off the car and opened the door and without closing it ran toward the fence and where the man’s voice was coming from. The gate opened slightly and Bobbi slid through.
“Thank you, oh my God, thank you!” Bobbi said.
“My name is Martin.” He stated as he shined the light up and down Bobbi looking for bite marks.
Bobbi knew what he was looking for and held her arms out for him to view.
“I haven’t been bit, I lost my husband on the way here and I figured the school would be safe since they lock it up when they leave.” She explained. “I am distraught and lost without my husband, I can’t believe that he is gone. What am I gonna do?”
Martin walked around her and gave her a once over with his flashlight and came back into her view.
“Looks like you are good to go. We have taken over the school and the plant. We are military and have some civilians here that have helped take over this area. I will take you somewhere to clean up after I lock backup.” Martin told her.
“Thank you for letting me in. I am so thankful.” Bobbi stated to her savior.
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