Response # 4 Mood 2

                                                                                         Crank Part 2 by Nyah Ramirez-Pineda

 Bang! I turn around seeing Teresa with a bullet in the right side of her head and the gun in hand. I almost forgot how to breath for a second. Oh no... I sat next her closing her eyes and grabbed her gun. I would take a moment of silence but there's no time. At least she gets to see her son... If there's a heaven. I have to get back to Lydia! I blink my eyes trying to prevent the tears falling and got my stuff and head outside. I didn't hesitate to run and the echoes of the cranks got louder. My heart beating rapidly and my palms all sweaty. I can hear the footsteps chasing me. Just as I turn to the corner a crank jump at, before I can grab my knife it's ugly body was on top of me. It was aiming at my neck but it grab its shoulders and trying to push it off but it kept fighting. I can feel it's hot and moist breathe against my cheek. With the crank being this close I knew I had to get it off quickly, I try sitting up as I push it away and turn around and try to get up but its claws grab my right leg. Oh no no no it can infect me! I reach in my jacket for my knife as I try to get out of the crank's grip. I can feel it's sharp claws tearing my skin, I felt like I was loosing the feels of my leg. I let out a small scream as it's nails got deeper. I felt the hot thick blood running down my leg. I grab my knife cutting myself in the process and sat up looking at it standing, I roll to my left side and was able to release my leg. With all the adrenaline I couldn't feel the pain on my leg when I starting to stand up and kick it in the shin so it can kneel down and for me to drive the blade to it's head. 

"Off with your head." I whispered and stab it's head. It's creaking noises stop but more came. I can't fight them all, I turn around and ran despite the pain in my leg. The thought of me being a crank scares me. I can't leave Lydia. Oh god I'm scared. Okay just keep running and get to the classroom. As soon as I got to the classroom I close the door and grab one of the desks to block it. The cranks pounded on the door but they couldn't get through. I back away and turn around seeing Lydia laying down. Her breathing was heavy. Before I did anything else I roll down my jeans covering the big scratch. Lydia doesn't have to worry about this.

"Lydia? I got some water. Here I'll put some on your head and neck to cool you down." I whispered and lean her over so I can reach her neck. I move her hair and saw a big infected scratch. My eyes widened and I back away and blink rapidly hoping what I saw was not real. Not her too. 

"I-I didn't want to tell you... I'm sorry." She says. No.. Not my sister! I bit my lip so I can't scream and let the tears fall.

"No! Please not you! Please! Teresa is gone! I can't be alone!" I said as I let out sobs. I felt a lump in my throat and pain my chest. Her eyes laid on the gun. Oh god please no! I shake my head. I didn't want to tell her but now I have lost everyone.

"No. I'm not going to shoot you!" I said between sobs. She just smiles at me softly and grabs my hand. Her face was full of sweat and her champ lips, black veins around her neck and a hint of black blood on her nose.

"W-when I die, you can end it too. Not worry about it. Aim at your head and bang, it's over. Although I d-don't want you too." She says and started to cough so badly blood starting coming out. Is this how I will be too? Being weak and bleeding, no cure. I got cut a piece of my shirt and use it as a rag to clean her mouth. 

"Your going to end me. Cora you hear me? " she whispers, I hardly heard her because of the pounding at the door and the creaking noises and screeches. They will open that door and I don't know if I'll be in it by the time they open it. Why am I even thinking about this? I'm going to be dead anyway. Her hands were on the gun and she put it on my lap. I grab it and check to see that the gun only has 6 bullets. Well that's not going to last me is it? I lick my salty lips and took a deep breath. Lydia's eyes were closed and look like she was dead but her chest was still moving. I slowly aim the gun at her, in the corner of my eyes I can see the desk that was against the door flip over and the door was more opened. And their hands sticking out and their rotten body trying to get through.  I look at Lydia one more time and as I pull the trigger the door was broken down and all the cranks came running into the room.

The End.