The Z End

Chapter 4

I reach into the open trunk and start pulling everything out from guns to knives and everything in between. I grab arm fulls and walk in the door, dropping them in a pile in the middle of the living room floor. Liz follows me with another arm full, and I go out to grab the last bit. I grab the last few things, shut the trunk and hand over the contents to Liz. I jump back into the car and move it out of the way as Brad pulls up. 

I shut off the car and jump out real quick, getting Brads attention. "Everything is in the trunk" he says over the purr of the engine as I walk up to his window. I watch with caution of our surroundings as he backs his 69 mustang mach 1 up near the front door way. "Are we making refuge here?" he asks as he opens the truck. "Hey, seems like the best place to me, doesn't it you?" I reply making my way towards the trunk. 

Before anything can be taken out of the trunk, I grab his beautiful AK with an enhanced scope. "Excuse me, where do you think you're going with that?" he asks as I check to make sure it's loaded and grab an extra clip. I figured I'd keep watch while you two unload your stuff and get it settled inside. I drop the extra clip in my back pocket and look down through the scope at the direction he came from, "I love this thing by the way." "I know you do, that's why I always have to pry it from your hands every time you get a hold of it."

As I set the beautiful piece of weaponry on the hood of my car, I look back towards Brad. "How about you just shut the fuck up and unload so we can get our asses inside." As I rest my cheek on the stock to look through the scope, I feel a giant hand come into intense contact with the side of my head.  "What the fuck you asshole?" I say as I grab my head and pick myself up off the ground. "Never talk to me that way again or I won't be so nice next time.