"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
Brad and I scream on top of our lungs as we run hysterically, the zombies right at our heels. They are wearing dirty and ragged clothes, torn in various places, and I think I saw a shrivelled penis of one of the male zombies! Yuck! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOUR UNDERPANTS?
Not to mention, they have creepy grins on their rotting faces which just freaks me out. And why the hell do they have to hold out their arms in front of them all the time, like, DOESN'T THEIR ARMS FEEL TIRED?
"Brad, do something!" I scream as the zombies get closer. They are now surrounding us from all sides. We are trapped!
"You are a vampire, kill them all! Rescue this beautiful damsel from the monsters and then we'll live happily ever after!""In case you forgot," Brad shouted, "My fangs are BLUNT! I can't do anything!"
"What about your superhuman abilities?" I ask, "Can't you run as fast as the wind? Or break walls with a single punch?"
"I'M JUST A BLOODSUCKING FREAK, NOT THE FUCKING FLASH OR HULK OR SUPERMAN!"
"Geez, you don't have to shout", I grumble.
The zombies surround and form a wide circle around us, groaning and moaning all the time. Saliva drips from their mouth while they stare creepily at us with unblinking eyes, as if undressing us in their minds. Oh wait, zombies don't have minds, do they? Do they have brains? Do they eat their own brains? Hmmm. . .
Having surrounded us, the zombies stop moving all of a sudden. They stand still lazily as they create a small, narrow path among themselves, as if making way for something. . .or someone.
And I'm right!
A figure dressed in dark clothes walks forward towards us, and that cat-like walk looks really familiar! The person, whom we assume to be the main culprit and blackmailer, approaches us slowly. Who is it? I'm already biting my lips with anticipation! When the person is a few feet away, the moonbeam lights their face and the identity is revealed to us.
I gasp. Brad gasps. The zombies gurgle. . .
"RITA!", I cry in shock. It is Rita! OMG! My best friend (now EX-best friend, obviously) is behind the photographs and the blackmail! She is Karma Hoe! NOOOOO! What the hell! BHFSATKBLSTNVCNKOSHLZ!
"Why?", I ask in a whisper as the betrayal hits my heart hard. I'm so hurt. Why the hell would she do that? I thought she was my friend!
"Really?", Rita scoffs, examining her fingernails which are practically nonexistent since she likes to chew them off. "Are you really asking me why, Barbara? C'mon, don't you realize that all this is your fault. YOU did this, you forced me to do this!"
"What are you talking about?" I ask, genuinely confused.
"Ever since you became thin and pretty, you've been ignoring me. I was your one and only friend in the whole school since we were kids, but as soon as you became pretty and popular, you tossed me aside like a used toilet paper!" She cries and I feel a stab of guilt within me. "I called you so many times, tried to make plans with you, but you were always busy with your new boyfriend who, by the way, loves you only for your looks. Where was Brad before you became hot and gorgeous? Where was he when you were all alone and lonely? Where was he all these years? It was ME who truly liked you, who was always there for you, who actually loved you, Barbara!"
I gasp. Brad gasps. The zombies gurgle. . .
"Yes Barbara, I loved you. I've always loved you despite your flaws, your insecurities, not caring about how you looked. But then you ruined everything! Brad came along, and you went away with him like a little slut while you left me all alone - discarded and forgotten! So I followed you both on your first date and when I witnessed the accident, I took your photo and decided to take revenge!"
I start trembling and take deep breaths uneasily.
"Are you scared, Barbara?" Rita smirks, "These zombies are under my control and I can order them to do anything. Anything."
I fall on the ground and start convulsing while a feeling of lust and desire sweeps through my body. Shit! Shit! Shit! "It's an arousal attack!" Brad exclaims.
"Help me! Help me!", I moan. "Someone please fuck the hell outta me!"
"Maybe", Rita says smugly, "One of my zombies can help you."
An ugly rotten zombie takes a step towards me and I could clearly see his wrinkled, little erection. Eeeww!
"NOOO!", Brad roars as he steps in between the zombie and me. His blunt fangs emerge from his gums as he tears off his shirt, revealing his hot, muscular body that is glistening with his sweat. Uh-oh. This delicious sight isn't helping my situation at all!
"Don't you dare take a step towards her!", Brad hisses and I swear it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Even the female zombies are drooling over him, but then they are always drooling, aren't they?
"Your blunt fangs are useless, leech", Rita smirks. She looks behind at her zombie army and gives us a wicked smile. "ATTACK!"
Uh. . . hello? Did everyone forget about me? In case you did, here I am on the ground - crazy and horny with lust and it won't go away UNLESS SONEONE DOES SOMETHING ABOUT IT! But of course, no one paid any heed to me.
The zombies come closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer. . .
"Damn it!"
I stick my finger between my legs.
Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Did anyone see Rita coming? Only one last chapter left after this, and then it's all over! Please do VOTE and COMMENT! Pwease! Pwease! ❤
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Humor"Hello, my name is Barbara Robinson and I am a sixteen year old girl. And I really hate to admit this, but I am fat. Anyway, I live in this big town called Wattpadville. I study in a school called Wattpad High School. I'm just a normal heavy teenage...