Silent Majority (A Zombie Apocalypse Story) *book two of: Prodigy Suicide*

Chapter 4 - Have We Found Hope?

"You're saying that you found the silent majority?"

I was pounded with that question, I don't know how many times.

"I don't know!" I yell, making everyone calm down.

"Here's their address they gave us. Make a decision." I hand the card to Minho and walk outside, sick of all this commotion.

The cold air whipped at me suddenly. The mountains were covered in snow, so we were welcomed with it. But down on the flat ground it was only frosty.

I walk over to the snow coated logs and take a seat.

I have a good feeling about that group, but it's all about trust. He must've believed we really were against CAIGE to give us their address. I'm just worried they were CAIGE.

"You okay?" Jordan comes and takes a seat next to me.

"Yeah, I just want to leave this place." I sigh.

Jordan rubs his hands together and looks down at the ground, as I do the same.

"I want to get out of here too." Jordan admits, and I smile. Jordan agrees.

"I don't see what the fuss is about. Why can't we just pack up and go." I complain, putting my head in my palms.

Jordan pats me on the back, sighing slightly.

"I guess everyone is just a little shocked, but don't worry, they'll come through. They always do." Jordan reassures me. I sit up and smile at him.

"You're the best Jordy." I smile and hug him.

"Anytime." He replies.

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"We leave tomorrow." Minho confirms.

Minho is practically the leader of decision making within our group, so we all listen to him.

"Alright." Everyone agrees and we all begin packing away things.

I went to help Minho with the weapons, Dylan and Jordan are making room in the van, Juliet and Anna are packing the medical and food supplies, and Liam and Erin are packing our sleeping stuff and personal things.

Minho and I sat in the lounge room, checking all the ammo and weapons.

"Do you think it's actually the group we've been looking for?" I ask Minho.

He begins loading one of the rifles with ammo, not really listening to me.

"I hope." He says, not removing his focus from the gun.

I sigh and continue to clean all the knives. I'm really surprised that I haven't cut myself with a knife yet. Maybe I'm not as clumsy as I thought?

The question was lurking in my mind and I had to ask it. It was tempting.

"Has Juliet spoken to you about, you know?" I say, looking at him.

He continues to fix the gun, obviously not wanting to talk to me.

I stare him down. Juliet and I are best friends, I should at least know something.

"Dude?" I say, offended that he won't answer me.

He stops what he's doing and looks up at me, annoyance in his eyes.

"I don't think you realise that Juliet is my best friend also, she's not all to you." I growl. Minho narrows his eyes at me. I've set him off now.

"Well if you really want to know, maybe you should talk to her yourself, if your such 'best friends'." Minho stands up and walks outside. He is really moody today.