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

Chapter 26 - Hello Again

Brown eyes.

His Browns eyes stare into mine, ever so deeply. But it's not how it's meant to be. It's not how he sees it.

All I can see is Dylan's brown eyes.

Tristan senses my caution, and he backs off from the embrace. His eyes glisten, and he already knows what I'm feeling.

"I get it." He whispers, his voice croaked. My bottom lip trembles, and I don't know what to say.

"You still love him."

The words hit me like a bullet. I felt like all the sewing I've been doing to my heart the past two weeks have just been torn apart by bare teeth.

But I can't say anything, because it's the truth.

Tristan stares at me for a second longer, before reaching up and pulling himself out of the tank. I'd never seen such hurt on his face before, and I don't know how I feel about that.

I pull myself up out of the tank after him, and take a look at the view around me.

Fires, Infected, Dead, Weapons and Debris.

I can't even explain how horrified I was to finally let my surroundings sink it. It's nothing like it was just a day ago.

It seems everyone has seemed to of left except us, those immunes in the car, and the infected. I hop down off the tank and watch as the immunes from the car approach.

3 of them. None I've talked to before. A boy about 16 years old, with blonde shaggy hair and blue eyes. A girl with ginger hair and wrecked braces on her teeth. Finally, another boy with jet black hair and silver eyes.

"Tristan, what's going on?" The blonde boy speaks, glancing at me, then Tristan.

Tristan sighs slightly, before letting his shoulders relax and his eyes glaze over the place.

"I don't know anymore, Sean." He blows out a puff of air as I try not to stare into his eyes.

It's silence for a good second or two, before I see the silver eyed boy flicker his attention. His eyes gaze behind me, and his expression changes into something unreadable.

I turn around to see Liam carrying Erin towards us. My heart almost stops at the sight of her.

Her hair is completely knotted and ripped out at some points. Her leg is severely bleeding at the knee, and she's smothered in cuts and bruises.

I sprint towards him quickly and help carry her, Tristan soon joining my side.

"What happened?" I ask, my eyes never leaving Erin's hurt body.

"When you ran into the tank I was about to follow when I heard her call out my name. She was lying on the grass over there, bleeding..." Liam stops himself to breath, before continuing.

"She was awake, but then passed out as soon as I treated her leg. It's pretty bad, and I don't know what to do." He says, tears printing at his eyes.

I glance up at Tristan who's staring worryingly down at Erin. She's purely knocked out.

"I can help, I worked in the medical." The ginger haired girl says as she comes over. She takes a proper good look of Erin, before the fear crawls over her face.

"I reckon we get her inside the tank and we find somewhere to stay, the place is becoming full of infected and we need to get out of here as soon as possible." Tristan orders as Liam and I carry her towards the tank.

Sean and the silver eyed boy follow behind as we enter the tank one by one. Liam and I rest Erin down on the floor and the ginger haired girl grabs what she needs.

Tristan soon starts up with tank, with Sean at his aid. The silver eyed boy watches over as the ginger haired girl begins treating Erin's knee.

"My name is Ruby, by the way. And that's Oliver." The ginger haired girl says, then pointing to the silver eyed boy. He gives me a small smile, but I barely managed to return one.

All I can think about is Prodigy Suicide. And where everyone is.

Juliet POV (OOH SOMETHING NEW YO!)

I'd never ran so fast in my life.

I could hear the breath of blood on my neck and I swore it was the end. I swore I was going to die.

But a hand pulled me aside, and I fell straight down to the ground. A gun shot blasts above my head and the infected falls down next to me.

"What the hell?" I hiss as I quickly stand up to be eye to eye with, Dylan.

My eyes soften as I realise it's him, and we both engulf each other in a hug.

No words were needed, as we both knew what we were thinking. Where is everyone else?

We stand behind a car, which seems to have that bitch, Neeve, in it. My eyes narrow and I look up at Dylan.

"What's she doing here?" I growl. His mouth opens as he seems offended.

"What do you mean? We have to save everyone we can."

"Id be much happier if she went with the infected thanks." I roll my eyes.

Dylan gives me a stern look before opening his mouth again.

"Now is not the time for this, okay? We need to get out of here." He says before getting in the car. I quickly hop into the back seat and realise I'm third wheeling the worst couple in existence.

This is when I really miss Kendall.

I don't know where she is, if she's alive? I hate to have the thought that the last time we talked was an argument, and an official break up of Prodigy Suicide.

Dylan turns on the car engine, disrupting my thoughts. He speeds through the crowds as my eyes glaze out the window.

Faces. Faces. Faces.

Helpless people who are either going to die or survive today. Today. I can't believe what actually happened.

As I stare thoughtlessly out the window, something catches my eye.

Jordan.

"STOP THE CAR!" I scream as Dylan slams on the brakes on fright.

"What the-" I cut Neeves whining off by opening the car door and screaming.

"JORDAN!" I yell. His eyes desperately search and land on me in the crowd of people. He shoves his way over and hops into the car, slamming the door shut behind him as an infected tries to lurch at him.

I hug him with every ounce of love I have left. First Dylan, now Jordan? I can feel the pieces of my heart connecting again.

But I'm still missing them.

Liam, Erin, Anna, Kendall, Minho?

Where are they all?

"I can't believe you're alive." Jordan says as we sit back in our seats.

"Neither" I huff as my eyes blink repeatedly.

"You seen anyone else, Jordan?" Dylan asks, and I can tell he's wants to know if Kendall is okay.

"I haven't seen anyone. I mean, this morning I saw Kendall leave for a run with Scott. So she's probably still out there, not knowing this has happened at all." Jordan says, as my heart sinks.

"Who cares about her, we need to find somewhere to stay." Neeve says, and Dylan slams his hand on the horn.

His eyes narrow as he grits his teeth. I know what Dylan feels.

"Do not, speak of her like that. Ever." Dylan spits at Neeve through his gritted teeth. She doesn't reply as he continues to drive, and Jordan and I share a look.

That was the boy, who still loves Kendall. He never got over her, he never will.

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