Sorry I've been gone for so long, my laptop crashed T_T
I'm working on getting it fixed, but I think it's gonna take a while. For this reason, Accidents is on hiatus, it will get finished, just be patient. I had the rest of the story saved on my computer, and as you can imagine, I'm severly frustrated that I have to write it all out again. This is something that I've been working on for a while now, it doesn't actually have a solid plot right now, I'm just kind of letting the story go where it wants to go at the moment. It's kind of a 'you don't know what exactly is going on until the end' thing. Like in those suspense movies, I guess. And if you do know what's going to happen, please keep it to yourself, don't ruin it for everybody else (laughs). Anywaaaays...
Russel woke to darkness all around him, unsure of what had awoken him. All of Kong was silent, as still as the night that enveloped its' massive form. A soft scraping noise got his attention and he lifted his head from the pillow and strained to listen. Footsteps, quick and uneven, sounded outside his door.
A crash resounded through the hall and quick as a fox, he was on his feet. Russel flicked his bedroom light on and opened the door cautiously.
"Shit..."
Lying on the floor was Noodle, a puddle of dark red liquid slowly spreading around her. Russel panicked and rushed over to help her up.
"Oh fuck, Noods, are you-"
He stopped mid-sentence as the pungent smell of alcohol reached his nose. She wasn't bleeding, the liquid had come from the mostly empty bottle that she was now trying to hide under her jacket.
"S-sorry to wake you, Russel, I-"
"Where the hell have you been?" He cut her off, his voice booming through the empty corridor.
"I was out, I just-"
"Out where? Where could you possibly have to be at-" Russel glanced down at the soft glow of the digital watch on his wrist, "Three-thirty in the goddamed morning?"
Noodle face twisted into an angry expression and she attempted to stand, leaning on the wall for support as her legs threatened to give out.
"For your information, I was with 2D. I was perfectly fine, 2D wouldn't let anything h-happened to me," She finished with a hiccup and stumbled towards her door. She wrenched it open and disappeared inside, sticking her head back out to scowl at Russel.
"I'm not a little girl anymore, Russel, so don't treat me like one!"
Noodle slammed the door shut and Russel sighed as he heard banging and thumping from inside her room. He jumped slightly as a hand rested on his shoulder and turned to see Murdoc, looking very sleepy.
"'Nother bad night, eh?" He yawned and scratched carelessly at his underwear clad crotch.
"Yeah, man. I just dunno what ta do with 'er, she's gettin' worse,"
"S'all right, Russ, I'll 'ave a talk with 'er in the mornin'," Murdoc yawned again and shuffled into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge before heading back to his Winnebago.
"Night, Russ,"
Russel was left alone in the darkness once again and try as he might, he couldn't get back to sleep.