The Journal Of The Life Of Tom Marks

Chapter II: Getting Home

 I feel like a thief driving this police car at the moment, thinking to my self about the tragic moments that have led to me driving it down this bypass. I start to breakdown about all of the stuff that I had just witnessed and about how that officer had saved my life on more then one occasion in such a short amount of time. It was at this time I swerved real hard the pain had finally taken its grasp on me from my hand. I pulled over trying to calm the throbbing, as my adrenaline high must have finally warn off. I open the center counsel an I notice a bottle of pills,”900mg Ibuprofen”, I said as I read the prescription. There were three pills rolling around in the orange capsule so quickly swallowed all three with a bottle of water I had found. I quickly put it back in drive to get home to my wife and children. I get to the exit I’m trying to reach to turn left onto the highway. I creep to a stop, as I see this little car run up the embankment under the bridge. Sadly I knew I had to see if these people were ok. I started looking around the police car for something anything. I remembered the sometimes keep weapons in the trunk, “maybe hopefully”, I thought to myself as I popped the trunk. Sitting there shining in its case would become my most valuable friend. A police issue semi auto shotgun with about 50 shells. I cried a little when I saw it. I tried to find the key to the lock off the key ring for the trigger lock on it when I hear a door open from the car on the embankment. It was a younger gentleman probably about 18. He was African American kind of nerdy looking in a way but he was clean cut and scared out of his mind by what I presumed is the same thing that made me piss my self earlier. He quickly turns tword me an bolts my direction. I get the trigger lock off the gun an I am loading it when I hear, “HELP”! I look up an see the thing of my nightmares once again only different is this b***h is shorter then the other one. I try to c**k the shotgun but it is amazingly hard with one hand. So I toss to the kid now a foot from me an I tell him to pump it for me. Confused by what I’m asking him I yank the gun back an slam the drivers door on it an manage to c**k the gun. At this point the young female turned demon what about 10 feet from us. Something I had noticed before but didn’t have the gull to actually find out was they do not seem very fast. I walked forward a little bit an pulled up the gun. The kid behind me shouted,”Noo that’s my girlfriend”! I pulled the trigger trying not to repeat what had happen before, but the moment I did I felt a thud on my back an I fell forward. I hear a flesh breaking kind of noise as I was coming down hoping I hit her in the face. I looked up and said “f**k” because that’s all I could get out and you guessed it the fucker made me miss. What I see in front of me is now a one legged monstrosity hoping to ya now. The kid starts to run to her as I shout to stay back confused an now in between me an her he looks at me an asks why. It was at that moment I lost everything I had eaten my entire life it all came back up in on fell swoop. This b***h punches her hand threw this poor kids chest like it was made out of tissue paper. Tears of fear start to run down my face as the kid manages to mumble out on last thing. “Run”, it’s all I herd it’s all I could do I grabbed the shotgun and fled back to the patrol care crying saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry”. I slide in the car as fast as I could an notice she is not eating this kid who was just trying to protect her. I couldn’t stomach it I c****d the gun once more in the door an step back out. Tears still rolling in my eyes I knew I was going to have to do this sooner or later. I held the gun up about two feet away aimed at her head as she was gaveling her dinner. Bang! The crunching noise she was making stoped almost immediately and she slumped over. Throwing up again an what I just seen and did, still saying,”sorry, I’m so sorry” I got back in the police car an left. I stop by a closed gas station to try an find some first aid equipment. I use the bunt of the gun to try an break the window, “s**t why does this work in movies and not know”, I mumble as I noticed a drive threw window. “f**k it”, I said as I c****d the gun again. Boom, glass goes everywhere as I pull the trigger. I reload as many shells as I can just Incase. I used the barrel to swipe away some glass not knowing how important this one gas station would be for me in the future, and how devastating it would be. I walk in and instantly grab a drink, then go and find some first aid stuff. I rap up my hand and try to reset my fingers. I also grab all the little travel pain killers. I hoped back in the police car and pulled to the pump I turned on. The pump hummed as I filled the car up. I take breath an drive off. Next stop is home, is what I told myself, when I started hearing a buzzing noise coming from my pocket. How could I forget I had my phone. I look at it really quick it’s my wife.”Tom where are you your boss is freaking out your not at work”, she said with a tired voice.  I looked at my phone, there was 18 missed calls from him. “I will call him later babe, there is something I need you to do first. Get the gun from the closet and load it, then turn on the news for me I’m on my way home now”,i had replied. Confused and in disarray by what I said she turn on the television to the news, and sure enough it was everywhere. These grey monster like creatures were reeking havoc across the planet at this point. The Brutes is what the news reporter called them as she was in just as much disbelief as everyone else. My wife asked where I was at. I told her a couple minutes out. Scared and confused she said “hurry”. I put the peddle all the way down An said,”I’ll be there in a second”.