Our Days Are Numbered

Chapter 17

I stared at Devin, I was slowly seeing red. I looked at the other two, both looked shocked at what they had just heard.

I carried my bag over to Granville, handing it to him and shooing the two men off before turning my attention back on Devin.

“Right about what?” I hissed after I slammed the door shut.

“You have f*****g lost the plot Zoni, and I blame that boy” he shouted pointing his hand towards the door. “ever since he came, you aren’t thinking what’s best for the camp.”

“those your words, or Porta’s?” I asked through narrowed eyes. I knew all too well that Porta couldn’t give two shits about what Devin thought about anything, he was seen as a lovesick puppy in Porta’s eyes, what would have changed that mindset?

“Does it matter?” he asked, throwing his hands up into the air, “you want everyone on your side so you can be reckless with the whole camp” I looked at Devin completely confused at what he was going on about.

“sounds like you jealous ass just can't take the fact that things need to change” Devin took a step closer towards me his face set in a scowl

“Nothing has to change, we can carry on as normal,” he said through his teeth

“Normal? There is no such f*****g thing especially since the place has been breached twice already, we are running out of supplies and we have women in the camp that are ready to pop with another human to feed”  Devin pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. He opened his mouth ready to argue

“You-“ he was cut off by the sound blearing whistle, the one used when we had any eaters in the camp. I ripped the door open. I, along with most of the men made our way towards the flare signal.

I pushed my way through the crowd of men to see what everyone was standing around looking at. The fence that stood between us and the wold had a huge gaping hole in it. A string of swearwords left my mouth as I turned to the men that were behind me

“Find the fuckers!” I shouted, “Group A, find the fucker or fuckers, Group B makes sure everyone are in the rooms, locked doors. Group C” a hand came out from the darkness along with snarls, I turned on my heel dodging the eater that came crashing through the hole in the fence, losing balance and falling down into my ass as I pulled my gun out, pulling the trigger.

HEADSHOT

“C, fix this f*****g thing and do it quickly, reinforce the whole f*****g thing” I looked back at the men who were all still standing behind me

“Get f*****g moving” I shouted. The men started to scramble around as they got my orders out, I caught sight of Granville who moved with Group B. I got up and made my way to the medical center, all the outside spotlights were now shining brightly. As I ran I noticed the doors to the medical center was wide open. I picked up the pace and ran through the doors without checking my surroundings. It was dead quiet, I stopped standing in the middle of the entrance hall. Listening for any sounds. I walked to the back of the desk.

Blood was splattered on the table and keyboard. My heart was in my throat. A scream caught my attention. I looked up seeing blood drops along the floor. Without a second thought, or any back up I followed the blood. My heartbeat was pounding in my ears

“Dr. Green” I called out in a low voice another scream was the only thing I was answered with. It wasn’t a scream of fear though.

“No, no, no,” I said to myself as I continued to follow the flood and now the screams that echoed through the halls, I burst into a room, an eater was on the ground its head had been beaten in, Dr. Green was covered in blood, it was pouring down from the side her neck. She met my gaze, fear in her eyes.

“It… it came out of no were,” she said her voice was thick with fear, I held my hand out to her

“What is happening,” I asked slowly

“It bit me,” She said quickly “but she's in labor” I looked at the woman that was in the bed it was Hannah,

“Okay, Hannah where is Scott?” Hannah was breathing heavily

“He… reacted to… the whistle” she huffed, by some grace of god Scott came skittering into the room

“What the f**k” he shouted

“Scott, you need to get Hannah back to your room and find one of the other Doctors” he stood staring at Dr. Green who was now holding the wound on her neck

“Now Scott!” he pushed past Dr. green helping his wife up from the bed, I took her other arm over my own shoulders and we started walking out of the room, I looked behind me at Dr. Green.

“I am sorry,” I said closing the door and locking her in the room. She started hitting against the door

“Zoni, please don’t” she shouted from inside the room, we tried t move as quickly as we could Hannah huffing as we went, we were forced to stop when she tried to get through a contraction trying her best not to shout out from the pain that overtook her body.