Dead Weight/Issue 28

The cold blade sat against his throat, he could hear his heart beating. His arm being held in the air like it was stuck in motion. The sharp nails digging into his skin. He couldn’t tell if he was hallucinating, or was just tired from the lack of sleep and eating. He blinked, it was true, there was a girl. Right there. He slowly ran his eyes up to the top of his arm, where the dagger was positioned and the blood was coming from. Small, spots of blood. He tugged away, reaching for his sword. The girl pulled out a pistol, aiming it for his head. “What is this! Who are you?!” She demands, placing her finger over the trigger. He never said anything. “Ca-Car” She murmurs, dropping the gun and running to the edge of the roof, looking back and forth, her ears almost moving like a cats. “Y-You hear that, we have to move” She grabs the bag by the box, throwing it over her shoulder, pulling out a knife and jumping down onto the large crate below. “HEY! WAIT!” Flake growls, looking down, the woman had already made it to the ground. Running off into the trees. “shit” Flake crouches behind the box, looking around. He seen the car. The headlights beaming. Quickly driving past the boathouse. It never stopped. Flake quickly made his way down the ladder, dropping onto the wooden boards and making his way over to Glenn. “Your turn”

The bright sun made its way up the sky, birds, birds could be heard. Flake opened his eyes. A cold feeling on his throat. He jumped. The woman from last night was standing over him. She had taken his katana. Flake looked, Glenn was leaning over the boxes, snoring quietly. “How did you…” He looks over, the door was open. The girl held her gun into his throat. Threatening to pull the trigger. “Where you come from?” She asks, Flake blinked, causing her to push the gun harder against his throat. “I aint playing games, TELL ME! I’v shot many with this”

She takes the gun, shooting it up into the roof of the house. Glenn screamed, jumping up and pulling out a knife. The woman turns, aiming the gun at Glenn. “DON’T” Flake demands, looking over at Glenn. He was shaking, his hands shaking. “Please, I’m just trying to get away, far away” The woman says, turning back to Flake. Who was now standing up straight.

“Flake…” “Whats your name?” Flake asks the woman, holding her by her shoulder, grinning. “Flake!” “Its...Its B-” “FLAKE!!!” “Glenn!” Flake growls, looking over. “Patrick…He is gone...”

Flake leaned over the box, the woman brung out her bag, searching for something. “Names Bri, by the way” She says, her head half inside the bag. “Pretty” She pulls it out, a rolled up piece of paper. She lays it down on the table, unrolling it and holding it in place. “This is a map of the area, I got it from the museum downtown, your camp SHOULD be on here”

“It is..I think, right here,” he points, Bri takes out a red marker, circling the area. “So, your friend is gone, he knows where you are? He’ll probably return...Possibly”

“Bri” Flake says, looking at her. “What are you running from?”

She looks up at him, before she opens her mouth. Faint male voices are heard outside. She panics suddenly, grabbing the map and pen, shoving them into her bag.

“Come on lets go!”

“Ay! She should be in here!!” One voice yells. “Come on, quickly!” “QUIET!”

The door suddenly bursts open…

“You said they where here!” Grunted one, his face covered by a black mask. The smaller boy said nothing, holding the small knife shakily. “WHERE ARE THEY!” The larger man threw his hands at the smaller but, he ducked, sliding under his arm and standing behind him. “THEY WHERE HERE, NOW THEY’RE GONE!” The small body said, his voice shaky. The larger man turned, towering over the smaller boy, he suddenly took out his rifle and hit him in the jaw with the butt of it. He fell, pulling off his mask quickly and gasping for breath. Holding his jaw, Tears streamed down his face but he tried not to show. The other person, not as bigger as the boy, stood there as the two behind her searched around.

“Sir, look at this” One says, bending down and picking up a roll of paper. As he un rolls it. Its the marked map. “What the fuck is this, ITS A MAP!” Grunts the bigger one, obviously the leader in this situation. “Its the same use as that shit over there!” “But what do the markings mean?!”

Flake looked up, the sun was almost down again. “How far?” He groans, wiggling his finger in the direction of the bag that was slung over Bri’s shoulder. “I told you, I lost the map” She says, her eyes moving left and right, keeping an eye on any danger. “This is so-” Glenn says, but before he can finish they spot the camp up ahead. “Oh thank god!” Flake sighs, picking up the pace. “Wait” Bri whisper-shouts, chasing after them.

Lexy stood quickly, three figures emerging from the dark infront of her. She pulled out the sniper, looking through the scope. “Flake! Glenn!” She grins, jumping off the wall, landing on her feet and running towards them. She threw her arms around Flake, Katie came out with a torch alongside Robbie. “We thought you had died” Lexy says, letting go of Flake and helping him inside. Katie stares at Glenn. “Glenn…” Katie says Glenn looks up at her, “Where is Patrick”

“There was four men...They tried to kill us.” Glenn shakingly said. Sitting in the cabin. “and they killed Patrick?” Katie asks, looking out the window at Flake and Bri. “No” “Then where is he?!” “I….I don;t-” “This is ridiculous, I knew he was bat shit crazy” “Calm down babe, he could be anywhere, he could be...dead” Lexy says. “Do you think I give a shit about if he is dead? I care about our community, when he first came here, I would of shot him on sight if it wasn’t for the dying little bitch in his arms” “Kati-” “But now that she is dead. I should of got him out, I SHOULD OF, but then y’all were refusing to kill him. Did you see how eager he was to get a hold of a sniper when he first came. I saw what he was doing. Nobody else did” She was storming up and down the room as she talked. Anger and Rage filling her body. “I knew he was working for someone” “HE ISN’T!” Lexy shouted, standing up and moving to the door, turning the handle and storming out. She passed Levi, who was standing at the door, listening. “Go to bed, Levi” She demands. He tilts his head and walks off quickly.

“Now, I’m going to go talk to that Bri chick, cover me incase she is crazy, please” She said to Robbie. He nods, walking out behind her.

Katie storms out the cabin, quickly walking upto Flake and Bri with her pistol in her hand. She grabbed Bri, turning her to face her and holding the gun to her temple “Katie!” Flake growled, grabbing Katie’s wrist. “Fuck off Flake” Katie growls. “Guys just leave them both alone” Robbie says, emerging from the roof, shining his torch down to the three. “If you squabble, you’ll attract unwelcome visitors” Flake pushed both girls apart. “Who are you??!” Katie demanded, still holding the gun to Bri’s forehead. Bri stood there, staring Katie right in the eyes. “Well..?” Katie growled quietly. Bri looked down at her feet, kicking some dirt behind her. She opens her mouth to say something, but instead it comes out as a small whisper.

“The End”