Five beats four.

I figured I would start a short story series. So heres the start a new story of mine. 

Somewhere in the house an alarm was beeping. Zac rolled over in his bed fumbling for his alarm clock. Finding his clock radio he read the digital screen 5:00 a.m. It wasn’t his clock that was sounding; it was coming from down the hall. Zac crawled out of his bed; his thin short frame shivered against the early morning coolness and rubbed his feet into the carpet. Sitting on the edge of his disheveled bed he ran his fingers through his short cropped hair and scratched his unkempt beard. Sighing he lifted himself off the bed pulling his boxers out of the crack of his ass. Walking to his bed room door he opened the door slowly and was meet with more sounding from the alarm.

Stumbling down the hall the sound grew. He came to the bedroom door of his older brothers room Kerry. Leaning against the door jamb he stuck his head into the room.”Kerry what the hell man, turn that fuc..” Zac didn’t finish his sentence, squinting through sleepy eyes he could see his brother’s bed was still made. At the side of the made bed he saw the alarm clock blinking to the rhythm of the sound escaping out of the clock’s speaker. Zac walked into the room mumbling curses for his brother’s absentmindedness. He walked to the bed and let himself fall belly first on to well made beds comforter top. Raising his hand high, he brought it down with a firm fist and shut off the squawking box.

Lying on the bed he heard a thump back down the hall coming from his room. He pushed himself off the bed, bringing with him the comforter. He wrapped the comforter around his frame and made the seemingly long cold morning walk back to his room.

At his closet door he could hear snoring on the other side. He reached to open the door but his hand stopped in mid air. Zac took several steps back, taking a deep breath he yelled “KERRY”! From inside the closet came the sounds of bumping and hard rustling. Zac slid the closet door open and out fell his older brother Kerry in a heap. “What the hell are you doing in my closet Kerry”?

Kerry rolled over on his back and looked into the eyes of his little bro with embarrassed concern. “I told you Zac, I have to watch over you. You’re my little bro. I have to keep you safe”. Kerry moved to set himself up, when he felt Zach’s foot kick him back to the floor. At that moment the kick knocked something out Kerry’s hands. It slid across the floor, near the foot of Zac’s bed. Zac walked over and picked up the object. It was a silver pie server from their mom’s china cabinet. The edges had been severely sharpened. “Dam Kerry! What did you do to mom’s pie cutter”?

Getting up from the floor Kerry stood taller than his young brother, at least six inches taller.

“I told you Zach I have to protect you; I can’t defend you if I don’t have a weapon”.

"From what? Your crazy"!

"I told you Zachery, I dont know what it is. But I know something is coming"!

"Get the hell out of my room, I have to get ready for work".  At Zac's bed side his alarm shrieks. Kerry turns to leave the room, only to stop with his hand on the wall light switch. Kerry flips the togle switch off and on counting out loud "1,2,3,4,5 still alive". 

******************************************I'm trying to keep these short as I know we all have other things to do.

More to come next week I hope i have caught your interst. Thank you for your time.