Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend
*This post is dedicated to my girlfriend, whose alternate-(not)-her was shot in the head in my first Katalina Blog Challenge post
Her eyes started opening and a she felt a dull pain on the side of her head. She tried to move her hand to rub the pain away, but instead of her arm moving, her body started slowly rising from the ground. It wasn’t in the graceful manner she usually did things either. It was very clumsy. In her mind she said “What the hell is happening?” What came out was more like “Uuurgh!”
Panic started to build up in her head. Her body had started stumbling out of her boyfriend’s lounge, into the back garden, and despite her trying her hardest to look in the mirror as she walked past it in the lounge, she only managed to get a glance, but something seemed off. Her body carried on around the side of the house to the driveway gate, which was closed.
She watched on as her arms reached for the gate and started shaking them in an attempt to get them open. It was damn frustrating for her to watch, for the next ten minutes, as her arms shook the gate continuously. Eventually by pure luck they popped open and her body started moving forward again and for the next 30 minutes moved along deserted roads. Eventually in the distance she saw movement. There were a group of people moving along towards a shopping centre at the bottom of the road. After a few minutes, she started passing shop windows and eventually when her body turned it’s head, she saw for the first time what had become of her.
The side of her head was covered in dry blood and she saw what looked like a bullet wound. Her eyes and skin had gone a strange grey colour as well. She tried to scream, but again all that came out was another “Uuurgh!” It then all started coming back to her.
She had no idea how long ago it had been, but it had seemed like yesterday that she had been out shopping and the strange man had bitten her while she was in the parking lot. The security guard driving past had quickly stopped and had helped her; he had even dressed the wound with a first aid kit in his car.
She had arrived at her boyfriends house an hour or so later and they had been sitting on the couch, when she had an overwhelming urge to bite him. She couldn’t though, because he had jumped off the couch and darted off to the bedroom. Before she knew what had happened, he pointed his revolver at her and pulled the trigger. All she had known about zombies, she had learned from him in the short time they had been together. She was now a zombie, that’s why he had shot her. His shot had not been effective in killing her however, not that it made it any better, if she found him now, she would bite the hell out of his ass, she thought to herself.
With this thought in her mind, her body seemed to move forward with purpose, to search for the group of people she had seen, presumably zombies now that she thought about it. Eventually she found them. She did not realise it straight away, but her brain had started to switch off, but her last thoughts of getting revenge on her boyfriend were the ones that would haunt her zombie for the rest of it’s time on this planet. Her consciousness however, was now at last free to move on.