Stopping For The Night

I didn't dream this time, or don't remember it, and it seemed like in a instance I was shaked up by Jenny. "Hey wake up sleepyhead. We're stopping for the day." She said. "We already got everything out. So come on."

I slowly pull myself out of the van, my legs tired and sore, before I turned to the sleeping bags on the ground. There was 4 of them out there, wasn't there supposed to be 5?

It all came back to me. Dad sacrificed himself for us. Tears started welling up in my face as Jacob walked over to me.

"Hey. It's gonna be okay sister. It's gonna be al-"

"How's everything gonna be alright!?" I scream not thinking straight. "We are in the middle of a zombie apocalypse but with bimbos. Dad is dead. Tommy became a bimbo and got shot through the eye. How is everything gonna be alright!?"

Jacob looked like he was gonna respond before he stopped himself and sighed. He walked over to his tent and said, "I think it is time to go to sleep. Good night everyone." He said as he turned away from me and zipped his bag.

I wanted to scream some more at him but decided not to as Jenny was also going to be- sleep and Mom was sitting on a stump, "Keeping watch Jacob will go after me then Jenny." She said simply.

I went to sleep.

...

PoV Switch: Jacob

"It's your time son." Mom said as she stirred me awake. I nodded as I got up and took the spot on the stump.

I couldn't sleep. I been thinking over Christina's words, I kniw she said them in a moment of emotional hysterical but it still stung. She never screamed at me like that way before. I should just think she didn't mean anything by it but it just can't get out of my head.

I pull out Dad's old gun and just looked at it. I starred at it for a long while looking back in my mind about the old man. The lessons he taught for in both how to drive and how to shoot and survive. I chuckled as I remember the first time I killed a animal, a deer, with it. How dad screamed like a boy on christmas.

To think just today was his birthday... Now he is dead...

Well not for sure at least. He may have outran them but Dad was never much of a athlete even back in his teenage years he always was a bit flabby, I always wondered how he got a girl like mom.

I sighed as I put the gun back in my pocket. I should be focusing not looking back.

*SNAP*

I stood up quickly, pulled out my gun, and turned to the snap.

"Wow dude! No bimbos here! Just me!" A male voice said. "The name's Travis I am just a ordinary man."

"All right Travis. What are you doing sneaking up to me?" I asked.

"Duh. I don't want to alert the bimbos you know? There is a nest of them north of here." He said as he pointed behind him.

I still didn't trust him but I lowered the gun anyway and put it in my pocket. Travis sighed as he walked into camp.

"Don't think you're staying the night." I said.

"Chill bro I know." He said casually as he walked around camp. Soon he turned up to the girls. "Damn man! You got some fine young ladies, mind if I try one?"

I grinded my teeth as I said, "Those are my two sisters and mother. Don't you dare."

"Wow really! Your family look fine! And one is your mother? Let me guess that one." He said pointing at my mother ignoring my last setament. I didn't entertain him with a reponse.

"Hmm. I know when I am not welcome." He says. "Here take this, as a thanks for not blowing me." He said as he gave you a clear glass of a white liquid as he patted your back.

Once he was out of sight I twisted the bottle and smelled it.

"Ugh! Is that cum?" I said as I screwed it back on.

Suddenly a moan could be heard and a loud shrill voice.

"Cum! Is that cum!?" A bimbo screamed as she appeared out of the woods.

"Damn it!" I said as I pulled out my pistol.