tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Aug 25, 2010 13:10:34 GMT -5
I look over at him, "I see that, fuck face! I'm not fucking blind." I said hiding my anger. This was not good it would takes days to fix this-I even knew stuff about cars but this might be a little too much for me, I know what the wires are under the hood but the car's body parts just aren't my thing. Plus we'd have the wash the whole car down cause it was covered in oil still. I slip my shades on and look over at Wednesdays, "So what are we going to do?" I realized as I was talking that was asking him what we should do saying that he could be in charge-yet in this case I didn't really even know what to do. People do not pick up hitch-hikers out here so pretty much in a around about way we're fucked.
I shove a cigarette in between my lips and put my hands back in my pockets, the sun was coming up meaning that we had probably been not most of the night-or morning. There were a few cars around the place but they looked just like our broken piece of shit car. Sort of made me wonder how many people she stopped and...ate. How many people's bones were buried in the ground below my feet-I felt a chill creep up my spine and breath into my ear. I bow my head and rub my hand over my ear sighing some, this was taking so fucking long the mission was at stake now and that did not make me happy.
Though I might have some of the blame on me for not eating and having to stop...we never would have almost gotten eaten and our car wouldn't be the way it is now. I pull my head up and look at the idiot, "Is there any way you could fix this car?" I asked throwing the cigarette on the ground and stepping on it mixing it in the ground then looking back up at him under my shades.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 25, 2010 17:34:15 GMT -5
I sighed sharply and sucked dry air back into my lungs. It wouldn't be an easy task in any respects, but I knew how to fix it and just what I needed. All that training my dad gave me in the matter were bound to come in handy one day, he always told me so and to be prepared for the worst and worst then the worst. I mocked his fucking ass off then behind his back, not knowing the bastard would be right now. But that still doesn't stop me from hating the shit of the his guts and wishing I could have the satisfaction of killing him dead myself by poisoning him.... I gulped and slapped a hand up to my forehead, groaning in slight pain when the impact was made. DON'T THINK ABOUT.... That stuff. "Yeah I can fix the fucking car, larger-fuck-face. But it will be no easy feat and I'll need your help and full cooperation if I'm gonna get this motherfucker up and running. Understand? That means no snapping back, no questioning, no whining, no growling and no NO control on your part." I stated, waving my arms wildly to get and keep his attention, holding up a finger for each feature as I did. "If you can't do that, then you can forget it." I said, leaning against the car, crossing my arms again in a proud way and smiling like a doll. He had no choice.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Aug 26, 2010 12:53:19 GMT -5
I glare at him under my shades, "Yes I'll do whatever you say without being a ass. Just don't push it, fuck face." I said with a rather bitter tone, this was fucking great! He was gonna act like such a ass-hole I just know it. I place my hands on my hips and try to smile but it was very fake so I stop-what the fuck ever he didn't care, I pull my coat from my shoulders and hang it over my arm, "So what do we do first?" I asked. Hopefully we can get out of here before it hits noon, I however, do not know how long this will be. It gonna take hours but how many?
There was a slight breeze that blew past us and rocked the car a little-it was dark out yet the ground below us was starting to get lit up by the sun, the orange mixed with some red don't get me wrong it was beautiful but in this case we should get our asses moving and try to finish before noon.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Aug 27, 2010 11:13:39 GMT -5
I nodded and clapped my hands together, dust flying off them into the air. I stared in amazement at them for a moment, wondering how so much had collected so quickly, before looking back up at Tuesday and snapping my fingers. "Good, let's get to work then." I said, slipping my coat off and hanging it on a near-by stick, leaned up against a few barrels Elaine had stacked up in a row. I trotted around to the front of the car and checked things over. Thankfully she had left most of the motor and crap under the hood in perfect condition (( if you could call this rental piece of shit that )) though she had ripped the rest of it to shreds. "More then likely..." I said before yanking something out inside the car and tossing it over my shoulder. She had shoved a metal rod in a fuel line to keep it from starting, but I ripped off the bottom of my shirt and wrapped it around the pierced cord, keeping what was left of the fuel inside and able to be used. One rule when you are trying to ruin a car by cutting off the fuel, puncture, then pull out. That way it is fully open to leak and spill all over the fucking place, but lucky for us, and not for her, she was a stupid bitch who didn't know her own ass from a hole in the ground. "She uhm... has the parts we need around here somewhere. She must have just taken it apart and run off with them, probably to use in more traps or for more living space then just her shack." I grunted and pulled something lose, clearing up room for me to stick my whole hand down inside the guts if the car, further to reach what I was looking for. The battery was completely gone. I flinched and glanced over my shoulder at Tuesday, who was watching like a pussy-ass fool while I tried to get a start on fixing the car. "You know what a car battery looks like?" I asked, standing up straight and walking away from the car, then sliding down to the ground and under the car to check things down there. Once again, she was a dope and didn't ruin anything under here, though a few gaskets looked a bit lose and all the tires were missing, which would be a serious pain to recover them all. She had also removed one of the break-pads on the right side. That meant that we would have to slowly roll into somewhere with just one break and a empty nob that could touch against the tire and Peirce it. If it did, that would mean every time we hit the breaks, the tire would pop within a few seconds. I crawled out of the car and opened the door to the drivers side, sitting down in the seat and pressed the breaks down with my foot. Of course I couldn't see what was going on but I could feel how far down it was going. I winced and climbed out. "Get in there and keep your foot on the breaks." I commanded Tuesday, climbing back under the car to watch what would happen when he did what I told him to. I crossed my fingers and hoped for the best.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Aug 30, 2010 15:27:12 GMT -5
I walked over there threw my coat in the back and hopped in the driver's side and hit the breaks as he said, something was bound to happen, I mean it couldn't be that dead she didn't have time to take apart the car that much. "So are we in deep shit or are we in even deeper shit?" I asked trapping my fingers along the wheel sighing some, I could see more of the sun raising in the mirror, the stress was growing more and more as this went on not only having to be in a car with fuck face but this whole thing when that lady and our car! The breaks started making noise a quiet whining sound that sounded like when you stop. I smile slightly that MIGHT be a good sign, "Better, fuck face?" He probably is going give me a REALLY smart-ass remark I just know it. This car might be able to get us to Boise and if so we can get rid of it when we get them.
The relaxation will come sooner or later well I suppose the relaxing will not come until he is gone.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Sept 6, 2010 21:30:16 GMT -5
I gave him a snotty smile and shrugged my shoulders some, though he couldn't see me from under the car it still made me feel better and avenged. "I'm not sure just yet, largest-fuck-facein' bitch, but that sound sure ain't! That means there isn't enough pressure in the breaks, and most the fluid must have leaked out somehow." I said crawling out of under the car fully and dusting my ass off, placing my hands on my hips in a grouchy spoiled way. "Break fluid can't be filled in with another kind of fluid that I know of, or that we have out here, but I might be able to get us rolling there without any. Just as long as we don't go too offal fast and make sure to give ourselves lots of time to slow down before we reach our stop." I explained, walking back around to the front of the car, carelessly, as if I wasn't worried about what was happening. I wasn't really that concerned, I just wanted to get going and get to the mission at hand, it wasn't just gonna sit there and wait for us to show up, time was passing by and time was not something we had a lot of. I could sense that Tuesday was also stressed from this trapping situation, but it wasn't my fault we were stuck here, so I didn't feel guilty, just annoyed that he was annoyed. He honestly had reason to be, but he got us into this mess. If he hadn't had that break down from not eating, I would never have had to save his ass from Clifford and leave that diner in such bad condition. I could have beaten the shit out of that old woman before the oil even touched the car. Still... as much as I was upset at Tuesday, I also did have to put into account that it was my idea to go on this mission in the first place, and though he stepped up to go with me instead of Fitz, I brought it up. I shook my head and decided to let it be, I hated Tuesday for being Tuesday and I wasn't going to defend him from myself. End.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Sept 7, 2010 14:51:30 GMT -5
That was a good, at least we would be getting on the road quickly so we could get out of this place...it gave me the creeps. Something about it just bothered me-what I don't know but there must be something or someone sinister around here. Perhaps Wednesdays felt the same thing, whatever. Even if he didn't I still did. I look at him, "So why are we still standing around? Is there more to do?" I asked hoping to get a straight answer if he started fucking around I'd punch him until he bled out his ears, maybe even knock one of his stupid teeth out. I rolled my sleeves up leaning back and kind of scoffed a little, it was weird that all this happened when I HAD to be with Wednesdays, it makes me wonder if I was with anyone else if this would of happened.
There was a part of my head that was telling me he was trying to get me killed yet another was saying just the opposite, if he did get me killed-which I know one day he probably will one day-he would never, ever show his face around the Fellow Weeks, they'd kill him. I mean after he got Drew shot I surprised he even spoke to any of us. I guess that's one thing about him...he isn't a chicken shit, its all well and good but still. He is a idiot and he knows it, in fact he told me once. He is a selfish bastard on top of everything else, I hate him so much. If he wasn't Wednesdays I would kill him right now throw his dead body out on the ground and leaving him for the birds and bugs to eat.
I swear he tries to annoy people with EVERY bit of life he has in him like this one time I was asleep in my house and he starts throwing rocks at my window, so I go down there in three o'clock in the morning and tell him to shut up because he was going to wake up the whole neighborhood. Still he kept running his mouth, laughing and yelling at me telling me that the stars looked pink with a little bit of green mixed in. I found out that he was not drunk in fact he was sober, he was just acting like a ass-hole to act like a ass-hole. Seriously I fucking hate him. I sigh and stop thinking about him and get my mind back on the mission-after all he did NOT matter right now.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Sept 7, 2010 17:04:04 GMT -5
I scoffed back at him. "Well for starters, you can shut up! We aren't going to get anywhere running our mouths off and asking questions, besides we had a deal that I would only help you if you fucking shut up! You don't have a clue what is going on here, so don't get impatient with me." I snapped, ripping something out from inside the silver grill on the front of the car. I blinked wide-eyed at it, trying to think of what it was. "Uhm..."
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Sept 7, 2010 17:38:44 GMT -5
I glare at him and ask in a mocking way, "What's the matter, Boss fuck face?" Hopefully he didn't do anything to bad so we can't get out of here. It was bad enough having to act like his bitch so far he hadn't abused the power of it yet, thankfully. I hop out of the car and walk around and look at what he pulled out like a fool, it was rather strange looking to be quite honest but hey whatever. There was some kind of oil leaking from it now, I glance over at Wednesdays, and decide not to say anything, after all I was his bitch at the moment. It would be his turn one day, and I would abuse the power way to much, I would tell him to shut the pie hole and do what he's suppose to.
I stare at the thing with wonder and wait for him to say something. Perhaps he might not though...that would be wonderful.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Sept 7, 2010 17:57:00 GMT -5
I gasped, suddenly realizing what it was I had pulled so stupidly from the grill. "Oh my God..." I whispered, clasping a hand over my mouth and taking an involuntarily step back away from the car, shaking all over in fear. "Oh my God..." I repeated, feeling and probably looking as if I might faint. "I can't believe you just made me do that! You made me angry and now I had to pull this out to get rid of the anger!! We are never going anywhere now!" I cried, falling back on my ass in the dirt, holding the ruined piece of the car in my hands, placing my forehead against it as if I was bidding it a very fond farewell. "This is all your fault. If you didn't frustrate me so much, this fucking thing would still be in there and we wouldn't have to die to death out here in this lonely desert!" I screamed, tossing my head against the piece again in a pouting way and sobbing bitterly, my face down so he couldn't see it. "Do you.... Know.... what this even is?" I asked, in between desperate gasps.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Sept 8, 2010 10:48:21 GMT -5
I shook my head and walk a bit closer, "No...what is it?" I asked feeling somewhat sorry for the man. He looked very broken up and he said that we were gonna be stuck-WAIT! I don't wanna be stuck here with him for the rest of my life! "What the hell is it? Are we really going to be stuck here?!" I said...actually half screamed. No, no, no. FUCK THE WORLD! I can not be here for the rest of my fucking life, and it made it even worse because Wednesdays was here with me. We'll probably first go hungry then our Mouths will be so dry we won't be able to talk then-then...then I would die a very painful death because I had no food!
WHY ME?! Shit, shit! This is just my fucking luck! OH FUCK! I put my hand on my forehead and tried to calm myself down a little and try to relax, hopefully we'd be able to get a car away from someone and get to Boise. But I have no idea if there is anyone that goes on the Wilder Straight this time of year! Fuck this, fuck Wednesdays, fuck the car, and fuck the world. Again.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Sept 8, 2010 11:05:13 GMT -5
I stood up off the hot ground and backed away from him a bit more, my bottom lip form in a pitiful pout. This was the end of the line... it would all be over. No more Wednesdays, no more Tuesday. He would go first, he would die of his radiation poisoning from not eating in days, and keeping his immune system up. Then he would bleed out through nose and mouth to death while I starved, watching him melt from the inside out. I cringed and shivered at the thought of hearing him screaming in pain as he died slowly and grossly over the days upon days it would take for him to finally give up. He would struggle, I knew that, but there wouldn't be a thing I could do... He knew that. I wondered if he would understand that. "YEAH THIS IS YOUR FAULT, YOU FUCKING FUCK-CAKE-FACE!" I screamed back, pointing at him with the piece of the car. I then, suddenly couldn't take it anymore and I smiled at him, letting my arms drop to my sides. "You want to know what it is?" I asked. When he gave me a confused look as to why I was smiling and then nodded I laughed and tossed it over my shoulder. "I have no fucking idea!" I said happily and laughed at him, keeling over forward holding my stomach. "But dude you should have seen your face!" I squeaked afterward, wheezing in air and just laughing harder at the expression on Tuesday's rough face.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Sept 8, 2010 11:19:32 GMT -5
There was this feeling inside my gut...my head. This burning like I really wanted to push his stupid-fat-head into the ground, "You are a fucking, idiot. Fuck face." I said. I took a step closer to Wednesdays and sighed putting my hands on my hips quickly making my hand into a fist and punching him in the mouth, making him bleed I would punch him until his face was so busted up you couldn't even tell who it was but I decided to calm down and try to think about getting this mission done and getting away from the stupid moron.
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wednesdays
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Post by wednesdays on Sept 9, 2010 19:40:26 GMT -5
I doubled back, holding my face and crying out in the sharp sudden pain. "OW!! What the fuck was that for? YOUR A FUCK FACE!!" I demanded then yelled, rubbing my bottom lip that was now oozing bright red blood. I hated bleeding... not because it hurt but it was just that liquid feeling against my skin that was so warm and unnatural. And I hated, HATED getting gross things in my mouth that tasted irony, like blood and like... poison... I shivered at the thought of it and felt a wave of panic start crawling up my insides. Stop thinking about it! Stop thinking about it! "It was just a joke you fucking baby! Don't be such a poor sport and man up some for once you big gullible pussy..." I grumbled turning my back to him and wincing at the new wound. I didn't want him to see just how bad it hurt and how sick I was beginning to feel while thinking about the poison, so I stayed with my ass facing him for a minute or two. I breathed in deeply and let it out slowly, trying to calm myself before I cleared my throat, but it was too soon to be attempting to move. I gagged and keeled over, holding my stomach and dry-puked up absolutely nothing, since I hadn't eaten in days I had nothing to vomit up. But Fuck did it hurt. I wiped my face off with a shaking hand and ripped off more of the bottom of my shirt, placing the piece of fabric before I turned and went back over to the car, leaning on the grill and sighing. "That was uncalled for you know..." I said, quietly now as a slight breeze blew past us both, yanking dust along with it that clouded around Tuesday but faded off into the desert behind him.
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tuesday
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Post by tuesday on Sept 9, 2010 20:59:12 GMT -5
The look in his eye when he turned away almost like he was scared-or hurt, I blinked at him and walked a little closer, "Well what you did wasn't either." I said and stood a few feet away from the bastard, he looked like such a whiny child. I hated him and he hated me so I didn't have to feel sorry for the ass-hole, "Calling me the pussy, as least I'm not scared of blood, fuck face." I hissed and crossed my arms over my strong chest. The sun was finally peaking over the sand and splashing all its colors on us, the wind felt like it was already getting hotter, great.
I slowly turn my gaze toward the raising sun and realize we only have so long before our time runs out, for our mission and our life. Or my life, something inside my gut told me I was slipping-falling, like I was hooked up to some kind of life-source but it was failing. What the fuck! I would go out swinging! Not that I'm dying anytime so. I told myself and tried to be cheerful but than stopped and looked back at Wednesdays.
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