Gold Edition, Copper Tone CH.7
We turned to see Marzia standing, key in hand, a polite smile on her face. I looked from her to Felix and back again. Felix opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Gris;
"SHOTGUN!" he yelled, running to her car (the only other one in the lot) and hopped in. I helped Felix limp to the car and slid him the middle seat. I sat to his right, and Chairle sat to his left. Marzia started the car and began to drive, Felix giving her directions. The air for Felix, Marzia and I was awkward, but for Gris and Chairle it was fine. Gris turned the radio up really loud and sang horribly, trying to persuade the rest of us to join, no one did. After about five minutes Marzia turned down the radio.
"So, you never told me who your friends were," she said, fixing her eyes on Felix in the rearview mirror. He looked slightly uncomfortable but responded anyway;
"It's Stephano, Piggeh and Mr. Chair…they got out of Amnesia somehow," he answered awkwardly. Marzia looked a bit shocked, but otherwise was okay.
"And you're all banged up because?" she asked, concern dripping into her voice.
"The Bro, Barrels, and Untrusted Statue got out too," he muttered. Marzia shook her head and the rest of the drive was quiet. Half-way back, Felix was asleep, his head resting on my shoulder. It seemed like everyone was tired even if was only one in the afternoon. I smirked at his peaceful expression and brushed the hair from his eyes.
"Fahking pussy…" I whispered before looking out the window and drifted off to sleep myself.
When I awoke I was being shaken by Gris. I lightly smacked his hand away and looked to see Felix still sleeping. Gris had gone inside, and Chairle was talking to Marzia, so I picked Felix up and carried him in the house, gently setting him on his bed. Then I walked outside and thanked Marzia on Felix's behalf, and gave condolences about their break-up.
"It's okay Stephano, you don't have to be sorry," she said quietly.
"I know I don't, but Felix, he…well he's fahking retarded," I replied with a smirk. Marzia giggled and shook her head.
"If I see anyone else who got out, I'll send them your way," she offered, a small smile lighting her face. I nodded and said my thanks before returning inside where I found Chairle and Gris talking on the couch.
"Move you little shits, that's where I sleep," I ordered angrily, they both obliged and went to another room in the house. I fell on the couch and was over-come by sleep.