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Post by wednesdays on Aug 18, 2010 10:44:55 GMT -5
Tuesday started to undress and I felt awkward and weird just sitting there watching him so I stood and ripped my oily clothes from my equally sticky body. I wasn't shy about myself, I had scars, I had shit, I was a man and being naked was a ordinary thing for me. Plus he was another man, it wasn't like he was seeing something new and unexplored. Though I promised myself that if I caught him staring or laughing I was going to push his fucking teeth in. I spotted the water faucet after next to me, rubbed my eye again and turned it on, standing under where the water showered down. "AGH! It's COLD!" I screamed, shocked by the sudden cool rush. I jumped back out of the stream of water and wrapped my arms around myself, shivering. I was to hot right now to be taking a surprising cold shower right of the bat, I liked to get clean with the hot water then play around in the cool liquid for hours after. I growled and glared at the shower dispenser and stood still waiting for a minute before moving closer to get back under.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 18, 2010 19:43:27 GMT -5
I pulled the rest of my clothes off throwing them up over the wall for the woman and stood in the shower too, thankfully it was big enough for both us to use. I closed my eyes and relaxed even though the water was cold it still felt good, plus showering always calmed my nerves on a job mostly the stress was the biggest problem. I rubbed my hands over my face and scrubbed the oil off once my face was clean I felt my fingers through my-some-what-short-hair and tried to make it blodne again. I remember I dyed it when I was younger, I dyed it red with black roots-though I believe I was drunk when it happened. I wasn't so old back than...even though I'm not that old even now I just feel old.
I scrubbed the rest of my body down wincing at the cold water it started getting to me, I sighed some in relaxment cocking my head to the side letting the water run down my neck and my chest. I felt my hands back up to my hair and began to brush through it again. We needed to get the fuck out of here and back on the road to the mission but for the moment this felt nice and might as well enjoy it.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 18, 2010 21:01:03 GMT -5
I sighed in a very pleasant way once I got used to the water temperature and ran my hands through my hair my body relaxing and dropping it's defenses finally. It felt so fucking good. I moaned slightly in pleasure and opened my mouth allowing the water to drain down into the back of my throat and wet down my insides finally. "God this feels good..." I groaned rubbing the back of my neck, rolling my head and cracking everything back into place with a pleasant snapping noise. It was like shallow water sex how nice it felt, and believe me... not much compares to that. Once I was chilled and ready to move again I started to clean myself off. My thin wiry arms felt weak after all the fighting and were covered in bruises and old white scars but I ignored them all and roughly rubbed all the oil off. I bit my lip and held back a scream in pain when I accidentally washed over one of wounds to hard, realizing that a bullet had grazed my already broken, bruised rips. I grunted painfully and forced my hand over it, washing it thoroughly, it fucking hurt. I whimpered and wheezed as everything around me almost spun it was so intense. My legs were bucketing slightly beneath me so I placed my free hand against the wall to hold myself up from falling on my ass again. I squeezed and pinched the skin around the wound to get it to close more before letting my hand go limp in exhaustion. Finished with that nightmare but all the burning aching-almost-itching feelings all over my body reminded me that there were more nightmares to be dealt with and I handled them as quickly as possible, each one leaving me a bit weaker every time. But it would be well worth it in the end, the oil had to be removed and once it was and my wounds were clean I would feel even better then I did before. Just like always.
Elaine's presence was sure, I could tell she was extremely close by or watching, so I tried to hurry, not wanting some freaky old rapist bitch chasing me naked up and down the desert lands. I looked up at Tuesday who was also busy trying to get clean. "Is she watching?" I asked in a low enough voice so only he could hear. My back was to the door so I couldn't see her and I didn't want to turn around, check and look like a idiot.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 19, 2010 15:51:45 GMT -5
I slowly turn my head some and look behind us, at seemed that she had been watching but not at the moment, "No. She's not." I whispered back feeling like a little boy in the school room throwing notes around behind the teacher's back, huh. Even though she could not pass herself off as a teacher, I look away and let the water linger off my lips and fall down on my fingers this felt so good-after driving for so long sweating- it was nice to shower and just think for a while. I look at the man beside me, "We need to get going..." I said not really caring if the woman heard but its not like I was shouting it to the world. I was all clean and felt better-probably looked better too.
The water started getting a little warmer than it would be colder again, it kept doing this. It wasn't much of a surprised though this place was not in the middle of nowhere.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 19, 2010 17:03:20 GMT -5
I nodded at Tuesday acknowledge his words and agreeing with them at the same time. The sooner we got away from this weird place the better and the longer we stayed only proved that we weren't as serious about leaving as we really were. I was feeling extremely weak from all the cleansing but I forced myself to stay standing and moving. I scrubbed the rest of my body off and glanced around for one of those towels the old hag had promised to leave us. Sure enough there were four towels sitting neatly for us to grab and dry off with. I rinsed my hair out one more time, enjoying the water accepting that I wouldn't get to indulge in for who know show long, then stepped away from it and over toward the towels. I picked up one and rubbed myself with it, to dry me, then I wrapped it around my waist and grabbed the other, drying my dark hair. "Hurry up then Old man so we can get on the road again. If our car is still working that is." I said, adding the last part after a pause and with a doubtful sigh. I knew quiet a bit about cars and most of them don't handle well after having oil dumped all over them. I didn't believe this was a accident though, by any means, I had been down here before and never have I had oil spilled on me. NOT FUCKING ONCE.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 20, 2010 19:41:55 GMT -5
I looked over at him and wandered away from the water rubbing myself done as well, I just left the other towel and hung the towel I used to dry myself on my hips. I feel my fingers through my cold hair slicking it back and sighing some-it was short enough that it didn't need a towel yet long enough to have water drip from the random stands. I finger combed my hair and glanced out toward the door thing, the woman wasn't out there, I hoped she would hurry with our clothes, "When our clothes are done, let's get the fuck out of here and back on the road and finish the mission." I said turning to face Wednesdays.
I didn't smell like oil anymore which was nice and was probably nice for Wednesdays because he didn't smell like it either. A soft smile came on my face something about this was almost funny, anyhow don't show him that. I stop smiling and look away again and blink a few times so the water would run down my eyes instead on in.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 20, 2010 22:57:06 GMT -5
I nodded to Tuesday. "Agreed, but first we have to have our fucking clothes back." I said, waving a finger at him, disappointed he forgot that very simple but huge step in our leaving. I bitterly was holding anything against everyone right now because of what was happening to us both and to me. One piece of shit thing after another today/yesterday. It just never seemed to fucking end, which made me very discouraged. I glanced away toward the door when someone was walking closer, then back at Tuesday, who appeared at this time to be smiling about something. I cocked my head to the side and blinked my big brown eyes at him, curiously. "What?" I asked with nearly a laugh to accompany it, but just then the old hag started hacking and cackling insanely from outside the building.
Elaine walked in, her smile wider then before and somehow more sinister, holding out our clothes at arms length. There was something about her now that seemed more dangerous then before, like it was building up slowly to the final blow-up where there was no turning back. "You should feel lucky it is such a windy day today boys, your clothes are clean and already almost dry." she said, walking over to me first, of course, and taking away my towel I had wrapped around my waist, handing me my clothes in return. I protested to her actions with a yelp, then I jumped back and covered myself from her with my clothes pile. Freaky old hag! I didn't mind woman undressing me with whoever present in the room, but not this old ugly... thing. She only laughed and elbowed me, causing me to jolt and stand back a ways from her, keeping my distance before she could "Strike" again. She was close to hitting my side where I was wounded, and I wanted to avoid being hit there if possible for a nice long time until it healed up. I shivered and started to pull my clothes on when she turned her attention to Tuesday instead, her black eyes wandering over him. I felt nauseous. "Well, uhm.... Here you are, sir. Your clothes all fresh and clean." She said adding a evil chuckle after that made my skin crawl and want to die in death over it's own dying. She pushed his clothes pile up against his chest, her other hand dragging along his stomach as her wide bird-like eyes scanned lower down toward his towel. I gagged... for real I gagged.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 20, 2010 23:30:08 GMT -5
I pull away holding my clothes against my chest, "If you don't mind keeping your hands to yourself please." I said nicely and stepped away I slowly glared but tried not to be rude-yet she was putting her hands on me, I pull my boxers on but the towel was still wrapped around my waist. I slip my pants on and hand the towel to the woman buttoning my pants up zips them up all the way and give her a look almost in a mocking way, I grab my shirt and pull the shirt on-doing up the buttons leaving the top open. I glance at Wednesdays, "You almost done?" I asked keeping a eye on the Woman.
I fold my coat over my arm and wait until we can somewhere dry to put on my shoes, the clothes I was wearing were still a bit wet plus I was wet myself so my clothes stuck to me...lovely.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 20, 2010 23:55:06 GMT -5
I pulled my pants on, zipping and buttoning them up, then my shirt grunting in pain when I reached my arm out too far. "God... My side.." I whined, placing my hand gently over it, tears of pain filling my eyes, a few streaming down my cheeks. I knelt down slowly, running my other free hand through my messy wet raven color hair, trying to cause pain elsewhere instead of there. Elaine snickered and walked over to me, kneeling down in front of me, placing her thin cold finger under my chin and lifting my head up. I was too weak to do more then growl at her as threateningly as I could manage. "Aww, you feeling sick, son?" She asked, cooing against my forehead as she leaned down and kissed it. I scooted away and struggled to stand up fully again and get away from her. "Stay away..." I hissed, my lip twitching. She just watched me like I was prey, almost as if she was going to eat me alive... or half dead. I shuddered and kept backing away, wheezing slightly as I tried to regain my cool so Tuesday and I could get out of here.
(( --- Should they find the car before she goes nuts, or should she now? If she does now then they can use her supplies as a dead person and get their car working. xD It might be funnier to see them work alone without any form of help in this situation.---))
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Post by tuesday on Aug 21, 2010 0:15:10 GMT -5
I stepped in front of Wednesdays, "You are pushing the limit. You need to take a step back." I said reaching in the pocket of my coat carefully feeling around for the small knife I had. But it was gone fucking bitch must have taken it, I hiss some and glare up at her, "Wednesdays? You ready to go?" I said not taking my blue eyes off her. Water dripped from my hair and fell to the ground making a splashing sound-though it was quiet I could hear it and I knew he could too I however, did not know if she did. My lip forms into a snarl and I realize there was a growling noise coming from my chest, perhaps this would get her to back off and get away. I could be very creepy when I wanted though some people told me I was too nice to be 'creepy' I didn't believe 'em.
I look her right in the eyes hoping that she wouldn't turn me to stone maybe she was trying because she was looking right back. Keep your cool, Grey, she is just like everyone else if she decides to acttck.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 21, 2010 11:41:00 GMT -5
I nodded and stood up again, letting out a relieved sigh as the pain subsided, my skin already beginning to heal up. That was a bit pinchy and itchy but not nearly so painful and once it was done I would be as good as new. All the sudden stress left over from the Clifford run in had postponed my healing process, but now that I was getting those feelings like it was about time to fight and run again. Elaine watched Tuesday with those hungry preying eyes as he blocked her passage to me like a stone wall. I admired his ability to protect others but I was sure as hell he hated the shit out of me... why defend me at all? I felt bothered and pissed of by goody-goody people who sacrifice themselves for people they don't like, because I never would and I don't see why someone else should, even if it is me they are dying for. "You don't need to worry one bit..." she said, her low raspy voice snaking into the atmosphere around us like a thick dark toxic cloud. I almost gagged again when she grabbed Tuesday by his pants and pushed him up against me, and me, against the wall behind me. She literally had us all sandwiched together, Tuesday in the middle. I coughed at the sudden forced against my chest stomach and ribs again, slamming my head back on the hard wall behind me. I tried to hurt myself somewhere else to so I would pay more attention to that then the crippling side pain. It didn't work well and I ended up just feeling dizzy with my head throbbing. "FUCK! GET HER OFF!" I screamed, my rib wound ripping open all over again as she pressed Tuesday harder on me. She wanted him penned and even with my, and Tuesday's powerful week force pushing on her to gain our release, it wasn't enough to get her off. "You boys are going to be perfect for my new soup!" She screeched in Tuesday's face, her mutation showing now with a hugely wide mouth and razor teeth coating the whole thing from top to bottom. I refrained from screaming like a girl when she did this and slobber went flying all over my and Tuesday's faces, but I couldn't stop from struggling to escape, ready to chew off my own arm if need be. She had probably been around the radiation Fields on her way from Florida to here causing her freaky mutation. But then again, since she was a cannibal and lied about that, how could we believe her story? She dug her large claws into Tuesdays chest before giving him a high-speed bitch slap, enough to knock him out cold.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 21, 2010 17:05:49 GMT -5
I fell to the ground and groaned that was gonna leave a bruise for sure, I shake my head some and wipe the drool off and feel like I was going to gag, I roll over and trip her so she falls on her rear-end. "I wondered what was the fuck wrong with her!" I said and stood finding that my chest was bleeding and that hurt pretty bad get over it. I kicked the woman in the stomach and grabbed some kind of pole thing off the floor and hit her head, she was screaming at this it was so horrible and loud. It could have broken glass, I hit her again she still screams soon she probably would be on her feet. Great. I looked over at Wednesdays and waved for him to move his sorry ass, "Get moving, NOW!" I yelled as I swung the pole again just in case-hopefully she would be knocked out and we could kill her in her sleep.
I look around for my guns, my weapons anything fucking thing! This pole wasn't going to be enough plus it would be so much more messy.
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 21, 2010 20:23:45 GMT -5
That bitch didn't stay down, she launched back up to her feet after grabbing and yanking the pole away from Tuesday and tackled him. She beat her fists against his chest, face and anywhere else she saw need to hit, which was just about everywhere on him. I started to run for the door, seeing as this was a great chance to escape, but guilt over-came me. He defended me before when I was feeling so bad off (( not like that had stopped now... )) even though we both hated each other equally, and yeah, I hated over sacrificial people with a passion, but there was always room for me to do the things I hated other people doing. Hey, come on! What can I say? I am a hypocrite, deal with it motherfucker or stop reading this shit.
I stopped and turned around, racing back inside, half-cocked as always, and rainbowed Elaine's face all the way to the floor. It was like face surfing all over again. I came crashing down on the cold concrete, my side aching all over again and my head pounding, but I laughed, and stumbled to my feet, everything around me spinning like a fucking amusement part ride. I grabbed my own head and held it still thinking that would help, but it didn't. Elaine howled in anger and jumped back in a pounce ready stance, her legs apart and her mouth wide open to accept the first bite of her want-a-be dinner tonight. I yelped and backed away from her faster then I ran forward, linking arms with Tuesday who looked very out of it for the moment, turned around the right way and went flying out that doorway. The sudden bright sun was intense but I didn't care, just the escape was important now and if Tuesday didn't stop dragging his fucking feet I would leave him behind.
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Post by tuesday on Aug 22, 2010 14:12:28 GMT -5
I groan slightly and rub my hand over my face and open my eyes standing to my feet and start walking quickly pull Wednesdays now, she was following us I could hear her plus she was yelling at us saying she wanted to eat us because we looked...so good? Weird. Ah well, well look at that gun over there, I banked left and so did he-more like he had too, I let go of him and ran toward the gun sliding along the ground and grabbing it turning I cocked it and shot the woman. She flew back from the kick my shoulder hurt a little bit, I sigh and stand up dusting myself off and wandered over to her and shot her two more times just in case this time she was really dead. Thank God.
I pull the clip out and throw it off finding that it was empty, I would replace it when we get back to the car, "Come on, Wednesdays. We gotta get going so we can get the hell out of here." I said walking into the shack and grabbing a few things that she had taken, I slip my knife back in my belt and get the ammo and throw his guns over to him. I walk back out again and toward the car hoping to at least find it in one piece but it probably would be in four.
(( ---- Sorry this post is kind of fast and well weird? I'm kind of hungry and this is making me not think well. xDD ))
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 23, 2010 11:29:00 GMT -5
I ran after Tuesday, sliding on the ground and waiting for the bitch to drop dead as he emptied the clip out on her face. She laid there in the dirt, her shape still and silent for the first time since we had been kidnapped by her. I almost pitied the old creature, she was probably rotting in the deepest parts of hell now... but that was her own fucking fault. She did decide to be a cannibal, not anyone else, though it was the atomic war that caused everyone to go so crazy the choices we made were our own problems, caused by ourselves and will-power to sink or swim. I frowned and chose not to think about all of that crap anymore. It was to confusing and it made me want to rip my head in two until the answers came spilling out in front of me to satisfy my need to know. I shivered slightly and stood up, the cloud of danger fading from above my head. Safety reigned again. But as Tuesday began to act proud, like just because she was dead we were alright and perfectly shinny, I could only panic more and laugh at the idiot. I dusted my coat and pants off, taking in a huge lung-full of air and glanced around from side to side at our surrounds. I didn't even see the car until the moron of a partner pointed at it and started to make his way over to it, up a slight hill, in the shade of a tent she made out of old blankets and tarp. He wandered over to the car like a drunk, looking it over with that expression on his face as if he knew exactly what was going on with it and that it was just fine. I shook my head in slight disbelief. "No, nooooo!" I said, shaking my head and crossing my arms tightly across my chest and taking a stand in front of the vehicle, my face right in Tuesday's. "DUDE! Our car is a wreck, it might take us days to get it working unless we can find some useful parts for the motor and tire couplings. Also the windshield is broken in three places ON THE DRIVERS SIDE!" I yelled after I examined the black car over once or twice. It was in such bad shape that I could tell it wasn't going anywhere without some help, just by the smell of it. The hood was completely gone as well as all four tires and the back seats. I growled and leaned in the broken window. I loved the back seats in this car, they were almost as sexy as leather, though not nearly as sexual. I tsked and pulled myself back away from it, shaking my head more at the piece of shit. This would be no easy fix, and I knew my cars pretty well. Pops taught me how to hot-wire, fix, break, fuel and build a car, any time and anywhere, but I hated those lessons when my dad gave them to me, mostly in the early mornings, and I disliked feeling as if someone as over my shoulder pressuring me while I was doing my job. Tuesday was well known for being impatient when it came to getting up and going. Still, I stood stronger and waited for him to make a choice, help me or get the fuck out of the way.
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