Johnny runs into an old friend from his childhood. He finds out her life hasn't been much better than his. Can they change each others lives around? Read and find out.
I don't own JTHM, Cameron is my own character.
Johnny is leaning back against a wall with his arms crossed obviously deep in thought.
Johnny: Another night, spent alone. As usual.
Reverend Meat: Why don't you go somewhere then?
Johnny: You're starting to annoy me.
Reverend Meat: I was just suggesting somthing to do.
Johnny: I think I will go out. I don't have anyplace to go. Maybe I'll find something to do.
Johnny leaves and Mr. Samsa crawls accross the floor and stops looking at Reverend Meat.
Reverend Meat: What are you looking at?
In an alleyway a girl with short black hair and dark brown eyes leans against the side of a building. She is wearing a short sleeve black shirt and a black skirt with black boots. She takes a knife out of her backpack and slices her arm watching the blood run down her arm and drip to the ground. Her name is Cameron.
Cameron: What's wrong with me? I can't feel the pain.
She cut her self a few more times.
Cameron: Why-can't-I-feel-the-pain?
She sighs and leaves the alley and a guy grabs her arm.
Guy: Hey girl.
Cameron: Let go and go away.
Guy: How 'bout you and me have a go.
Cameron: How 'bout no.
Guy: Wrong answer.
He pins Cameron against the wall.
Cameron: Let me go now!
The guy suddenly drops and Cameron sees Johnny stamding there with a tazer in his hand.
Johnny: You should really show more respect towards women.
Cameron: You know I could have handled him.
Johnny: I never pass up an oppourtunity.
Cameron: So you didn't really care what happened to me.
Johnny: Is that your final answer?
Cameron studies his face as she looks at him.
Cameron: You look like, nah couldn't be.
Johnny: What?
Cameron: It's nothing. You just look like someone I knew in kindergarten.
Johnny: Who?
Cameron: His name was Johnny C.
Johnny notices Cameron looks familiar.
Johnny: Is your name by any chance Cameron?
Cameron: How did...Yeah it is, why?
Johnny: It's me, Johnny, from kindergarten.
Cameron: I knew you looked familiar. So how has life been since... you know.
Johnny: You don't want to know what I've been doing. What about you?
Cameron looks at her arm, still bleeding.
Cameron: It could be better.
Johnny: What happened to your arms?
Cameron: I have a little problem with depression.
Johnny: How much of a problem?
Cameron: I got so depressed I nearly ODed on anti- depressants once.
Johnny: Oh.
Cameron: Well, I better get going.
Johnny: Why don't you come with me to my place?
Cameron: Sure. Why not? I've got nothing better to do.