Forgetting the Apocalypse

12. Fear The Living

At first, he was cautious. He didn't want me having another episode and start crying. He still felt a little guilty from before but once he saw me smiling, he took off faster than when a hawk sees a rabbit. It's been a month since we've run into each other at the cabin. Riva has developed a new past time, one he's partaking right now. Which was to make theories almost everyday as to what I used to do before and any other "extras" as he calls it about my life.

They all did help to relieve me of all the attention by each of them sharing what they did before it all. Roone was in his first year of becoming a vet. I thought that was cool and awesome since he pointed out some flaws or outdated methods in my medical book I had it was most certainly useful. Methods that doctors claimed within the books would work turned out to be less helpful if you didn't have the exact materials.

Riva was a teacher at the college he had once gone to. Biology if I remembered correctly, but can't exactly recall what kind specifically. I know it was something I couldn't pronounce. Fredi. Well he worked at a restaurant. He knew how to handle guns because he used to go shooting with a friend of his. Overall, they managed to survive. Which led to my own curiousity about myself, so I let Riva have his fun guessing.

"Christ Riva. That's gotta be the worst one yet! A girl scout leader, really? Unlike the boys, all they did was sell cookies. No offense." I shrug off Roone's comment. Can't really take offense to something you have no idea about.

Although I did guess that for myself so maybe I was on the right track.

"Ok then dear big brother, why don't you try and take a crack at it. You were soo creative when it came to your thoughts about how all this started, Mr. Basic Scientist Guy." He retorted.

Now that was quite the conversation. I may or may not have been around per se when all this first started but boy did it sound scary. Riva eventually shared with us both his theories that he wrote down about it. The rash and attacks from the animals. We all agreed with him. How people didn't notice any signs or take in what was going on around them, even if it turns out that neither were the cause, is absolutely baffling. God, I really hope I wasn't one of those who didn't pay attention.

But back to the other subject they're discussing, I'm honestly curious to what Roone would say.

"Ok then, I don't think she was anything special."

Wow, no offense taken there!

"You Mara, probably had a normal basic nine to five type of job. Grocery clerk, bank teller, it doesn't matter. But your past time wasn't the club scene or doing your nails or anything like that. You went to the firing range, explains your skill. I mean kinda like Fredi. He was a cook, and he's pretty surgical with that shotgun. So the same would go for. I doubt you had a boyfriend, no disrespect, just saying simply because you don't look like the kind of woman who'd take shit from anyone. You may have had a dog at one point though."

Fredi is desperately trying to hold in his laugh, while Riva is just looking at his brother like a fish gasping for air. Everything Roone said was the utter opposite of what his brother would think. He'd always say something like army or marine, or something of the sorts. With the exception of the last one being a girl scout leader.

I however can't help but smile. I wanted to be angry given how he started out but out of the "potential" past lives of mine, Roone's is my favorite. It was plain and ordinary and I loved it. I don't respond to it verbally though. I just keep on smiling while walking. By doing so, that little gesture made some waves with the boys.

"Wow, no sarcastic remark or the "look" from her, if I wasn't looking right at her, I wouldn't think that was Tigress." Only took five minutes, but I was waiting when Fredi would put his two cents in.