Sally walked into the room which all the lights were off, so she flipped them on after shutting the door to shock his eyes.
Gary blinked but didn't cringe or flinch. He'd half-expected it. He gave her a smug look, glaring under his eyebrows at her.
She offered no expression to him, just stared as she contemplated what to do first…Glancing around the room, she saw a turned bed, so she righted it and sat on it, staring still.
Gary stared back- he would not be the first one to break. He would say nothing. He would make this as difficult as he could.
Still, without expression, Sally stared, then asked, "Gary? What do you suppose I should do with you?" it sounded like an honest yet tired question… But inside her, Sally was roaring angrily, wanting to tear him to shreds.
He shrugged, "Well, my therapist would suggest writing me off as a rebellious youth and trying to work through my destructive tendencies with logic and reason" he smiled, "But I think that's a load of bull, don't you?"
She blinked, "Yes. Your therapist is a lazy idiot. You're a psycho, bent on destruction and control. You should be put down for the betterment of the world, I would say." was her calm response as she crossed her legs neatly, folding her hands over her knee.
"Well, most people seem to frown on violence, Sally, or we wouldn't be here right now." he said matter-of-factly, "And I don't mind telling you I'm a genius, not a psycho."
"Perhaps in your own little world in the scarred up head of yours, you're a genius… But in the real world, you're insane." she said, showing the slightest bit of amusement.
"Define 'real'.." he said calmly, not phased by her denying his genius. It happened all the time.
"The one that every one lives in, not just yourself. The one where people of your caliber are sent to asylums and pig farms to either be drugged till death or eaten by starved pigs. Either way, you will be denied, for now and for always, your fantastical dreams of domination… The only thing you dominate is your hand, and you don't even win that battle…" she stated clearly, straight face.
Gary didn't flinch just looked at her calmly and nodded, "They all say that" he said.
"Oh, I'm sure." she nodded. "But alas… None of this answers what I should do with you currently… Should I get angry and scream, or beat half your life out of you as you sit in that chair? I'm at a loss…" she held her hands out to her sides, left lower than the right, "Violence…" then right lower than the left, "Non-violence…" then repeated a couple of times, weighing out her two options.
"I think you're going to pick violence no matter what I say- but I pick non-violence anyway." he said and sneered, "Besides, you're so good at yelling- look at what you've just done to Johnny. I hope he leaps off that bridge."
The amusement left and she blinked at him, then stood and walked behind him, just standing there a moment before grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking hard back, getting really close to his left ear, "You shouldn't talk about Johnny… It only adds injury to your person, Smith." she hissed.
He cringed but smirked, "The oil slick still a soft spot, huh? Thought so."
She tossed his head roughly as she stood, "Ever been laid, Smith?" she changed tactics, but remained behind him, arms crossed, frowning at the back of his head.
"Yup." he nodded.
"By whom? Your mother?" she snarled deeply.
"Two summers ago- I was at my uncles a few miles north. She was... not as genius as me but close enough- and we hit it off. Her name was Meredith." he said.
"It shouldn't surprise you that I don't believe you… And for someone who is a self proclaimed genius, your sentence structure and grammar are horrid." she whacked the back of his head with a smirk, "For your oral mistake."
He winced, "Fair enough, but it doesn't matter what YOU think, Sally, the only persons it's ever really mattered to was Eva who's got little Vance now. Then was Johnny, who you pushed away."
"He pulled away from me…" she stated, smacking him over the head again, except this time, with a fist and hitting twice as hard as before.
He groaned, and rubbed the back of his head, "Oh- you just keep telling yourself that."
Growling, Sally finally gave in to her wild rage and kicked his chair over, then leaped on top of him and began to beat the shit out of Gary, reeling her fist back as far as she could, then releasing it with the help of gravity onto Gary's face.
Gary struggled to fight back, but, he never had been much of a fighter. Manipulation, lies and deception were more his game.
Grabbing his left hand, she broke three of his fingers, "D'you like pain, Smith?" she pulled them as far back as she could, then flicked them repeatedly to inflict more pain through his hand.
He howled in pain and slammed at the side of her head repeatedly with his fist, "Stop it!" he screamed.
"What? Stop? But why?" She smirked evilly, gripping his other hand, "I thought we were having so much fun, Gary!" she chuckled evilly, grabbing his right [inky, preparing to break it.
Gary kept hitting her, "STOP IT!!" he cried again.
"What's in it for me, Gary? Hm? What's in it for me if I stop?" and she broke his pinky, grabbing his right ring finger, "How does assisted eating and shitting and even pissing sound t'you, Smith? Is this what you envisioned when you came back? Hm? Becoming a useless shit, even to yourself?" and she broke that one, then grabbed his middle finger.
He howled, "OH GOD! I'LL STOP!!" he screamed, "I WON'T TAKE OVER THE SCHOOL EVER AGAIN!!" he screamed.
She chuckled darkly, "I find that hard to believe, Smith…"
"I won't!" he exclaimed, "I won't!"
"You bet your dumb ass you won't!" She shouted, "If you ever attempt this take over shit again, I'll beat you so close to death, you'll be pissing in a bag and eating through a straw while you watch cartoons for the rest of your life! You understand me, Smith?" she hollered.
He nodded in pain, "Yeah" he said.
She frowned down at him, just sitting there before releasing him and standing, "Don't go any where." she growled and shut the door behind her, going towards the main room, where Vance was near crying and Eva was chuckling.
"What's the buzz?" she asked, leaning against the doorway in a sobered manner.
Vance whimpered and pushed away from all of them and stormed out the door as the others laughed and laughed at his departure.
She frowned, "And you were complaining about how I spoke to Johnny? What'd you all do? Talk about his private life… Like what he and Eva do?"
Norton, Hal, Lucky, and LEfty nodded, Peanut looked uncomfortable and Ricky couldn't stop biting his lip.
"Oh, good Jesus…" she sighed and rubbed her head.
Eva gasped at the blood on her knuckles, "Are you bleeding?"
Peanut rushed over to her and took her knuckles, "Are you okay?" he asked alittle frantically.
She looked at the blood and chuckled, "I'm not bleeding… But Gary is… Broke five of his fingers, maybe his nose, knocked him around until he begged for me to stop…" she boasted.
Peanut grinned, "That's real tough, Sally!" he gushed.
She smiled, "Thanks… When's the padded wagon gonna get here?"
Jimmy shrugged, an amused smile on his face, "Dunno…" he answered, "I don't think anyone called."
She smirked back, "Aww… What a pity…" then heaved a little sigh, "Some one's gotta keep Smith company… I think he'd prefer any one else over me…" she chuckled dryly.
"Don' worry 'bout him!" Jimmy said and got up heading for the door, "I'll call the asylum now."
She nodded, "Ah, a man with priorities. That's good to have." she stated, then glanced around the room, slightly cracking her neck…
"One thing is for sure… I will never forget my time in this school." she said in a void voice.
"Someone ought'a check on Vance" Jimmy said from the doors, "He's all curled up on the bench in the cold. What an idiot." and left.
Peanut blinked but turned to Sally, "In a good or bad way?"
She blinked and thought a moment, "Both. I found my place, a found heartbreak, I found terror, I found many things… So, I won't be forgetting much of anything…" was he honest reply.
Peanut nodded, "Okay" he said and looked down sadly.
She frowned and raised his head, "Why so glum?"
Eva decided to head outside to check on Vance himself, letting Sally have a moment with the guys.
Peanut looked at her, "I want ya an' Johnny t'be t'gether."
Vance was sniffling into his arms and trying to remain calm.
Sally stiffened and shook her head, "It won't happen. I'm sorry. When I stopped him from jumping off the bridge…" she paused.
Eva pocketed his hands, "You alright, Vance?
His eyes widened, he pushed back, "HE was gonna kill himself?!"
Vance barely nodded.
Eva sighed, "Listen… I'm sorry. I was just playin' around…" he tried to explain.
Sally sighed, cleared her throat, and nodded, "Yeah. I almost had to pull him back to the pavement by hand…"
Vance ignored him- he was embarrassed and hurt that Eva would do that to him when he knew he was still shy about it.
Peanut's eyes widened, "What happened when ya stopped 'em?" he asked.
Sally frowned, "I was so damned relieved that I kissed him." she waved her hand slightly, "And when we stopped, he refused t'get back together. Said it was for my own good and all that jazz." with a shake of her head, she crossed her arms, careful not to get Gary's blood on her arms.
Eva cleared his throat, "They didn't seem to mind all that much… Everything I said." he muttered, glancing around the area.
Peanut stared, "Sally he did it for you.." he said softly.
Vance looked up, he had tears in his eyes, "I- I wasn' ready." he stammered.
Eva smiled fondly at Eva, "Love, listen. You never would have been ready. You just don't have it in you to be that bold. I'm bold almost all the time! I don't want you to be embarrassed about what we have together, Vance. I want you to be proud about it, to openly be comfortable about it."
"So, let me get this straight…" she began in a growl, "He breaks it off, AGAIN, I want to get back, but he says no and that's supposed to help me? I wouldn't have said yes this many times if I didn't think there was a future between us! Would he prefer I go with one of the Jocks? Like Ted? Ted has offered! Should I now date Ted under the false pretense that I'm fine without Johnny? Should I like to myself and the world because Johnny doesn't want to hurt me?" she had gotten quite animated as she spoke, waving her arms, pointing in various directions and herself.
"But- but I wasn' ready!" he exclaimed miserably.
Peanut rolled his eyes, "You're blind." and walked away from her.
She huffed, "I don't want him to stay away…" She stopped what she was saying and raised her hand, "I shouldn't have to explain myself, AGAIN! I'm done! He wants to be done, so we're fucking done! END OF DISCUSSION! Don't plot, don't plan, don't you dare get us together… It will not work. Not any more. I'm gone!" and she turned, making for the door.
Eva nodded, "Do you honestly think you would have been? And it's not like they don't know about sex and sensuality, Vance."
PEanut glared, "Fine. Run away."
Vance squirmed and whimpered, "I know.."
She turned, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! I TRIED! GOD DAMNIT! I GOT RUN OVER THREE TIMES, AND I'M NOT A FUCKING CAT! HE DOESN'T WANT ME ANY MORE! WHAT? WHAT MORE DO YOU FUCKING WANT FROM ME?" she shouted, fingertips against the center of her chest, tears brimming her eyes.
Eva reached out and lightly rubbed Vance's shoulder, "They'd have learned it sooner or later, and if they make any more fun of you for it, you tell Sally and she'll kick their asses!"
"I want YOU and HIM to get your heads out of your asses and realize that you fuckin' BOTH trashed your relationship!" he shouted at her.
Vance sniffled and nodded, "Okay."
"I know that, Larry. I apologized, he knows that, he apologized, and he STILL DENIED ME!" she said shortly, glaring at Peanut.
Eva smiled, white teeth near a glimmering point, "Good… Now. Shall we head back in or head back to my place?"
