It Was Quiet

5

Braden's gaze tore between me and his brother clutching his head on the floor. "No no. That's not right. He can't be. No one here was infected." He scrambled onto the floor and held his brother in his lap. Blood dripped from David's ears and eyes onto Braden's pants.

"Braden! Look at him!" I yelled in hope that I could get through to him. It only succeded in having him yell back at me. His voice was hoarse and commanding.

"HE IS NOT SICK!!" I scanned the room my eyes falling onto Dana and Tim. Dana still had a hold of the gun I handed her earlier and david had a wrench in his hands now. I nodded once again towards the other side of the wall, Dana and Tim met me there.

"He isn't going to listen to reason." I told Tim while also siging everything to Dana.

"You know sign?" Tim asked curiously and i gave him a sarcastic smile.

"Now isn't the time but yes I do. Took classes in highschool. Anyway, I want to know what or who is in this fridge and if I am right about who I think it is we are all going to have to be at the ready. " A low moaning noice came from the inside of the fridge when I had begun talking. Who ever was in there knew we were here now. Who ever it was, was one of the rare cases the reporter had been talking about on the television.

"It can hear us." Tim whispered and I nodded in agreement. I motioned to Dana to stand further back and told Tim to open the doors. He looked at me like I was crazy but I motioned a little more aggresivly this time and he put his hands on the handles.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment. I knew how to use a gun. I've used guns before but never to shoot an actual person. Only when I would go hunting with my dad when I lived at home. I remember those days like it was yesterday. How we would wake up at the crack of dawn and since I had no brothers, he would take me out instead. I was the oldest and I wanted to go out with him aways.

I was always a daddy girl. I spent more time with him outside doing the "mans work" than I was inside helping my mom. My sisters did that. Twin sisters. They were wild. Always finished each other sentences. You could never tell them apart, even if I lived with them i still couldn't tell them apart. Eventually when they both got phones I put their contacts in and they were never without them. So when I wanted to talk to one or the other I would text them and they would look up at me and I knew who was who.

It was easier to tell them apart as they got older. Sarah the older of the twins was into more alternative things. Punk music, black and plaid clothes. While Stacy was into the more goth cottage core look. She was the one the boys were chasing after. She hated thet seeing as she was gay. Sarah on the other hand was jealous and that really tarnished the relationship they had when they were younger but, now that the world was ending I guess none of it mattered anymore.

I looked at Tim and nodded. He opened the fridge quickly and a humped heap of a human form tumbled out of the fridge. I had my gun treained on it but it was moving to much for me to tell who exactly it was. When it got its bearings it charged at me. I screamed and took aim. The shot rang out through the store. I heard the body his the floor and gasps and screams echoced off the walls.

I didn't dare open my eyes. I didn't want to see who I had just put a bullet into. I didn't want to see whoevers lifeless body was now lying on the coffee store floor. The smell of gun powder and burning flesh met my nose a few seconds later and I scruched my face in disgust still refusing to open my eyes.

I opened them when I heard two screams at the same time. Braden's and his fathers. I looked at Braden first. His face was red and tear stained and blood coated his hands. His father was ashen looking and shaking. He fell into Sophia's arms who was standing behind him. She almost fell over with the weight until Braden and Tim rushed over to help her carry him to his matress.