Boredom invites trouble
There was absolutely not a fucking thing to do. Mama was visiting a family friend, Daddy was visiting Uncle Charlie, Otis was with Daddy but visiting Candy (his sometimes girlfriend…the woman knew of our history and she didn't give two fucks what we did. Hell, she was no saint herself and she killed a few people as well. One of the few people outside of us that Otis truly did care for), Baby was playing with a rabbit and she did not want to share, Rufus was nowhere to be seen, Tiny was playing with his toys, which left me alone. And forget about Grandpa Hugo, I mean I love the bastard but he can get annoying at times. Earl wanted me dead so I avoided him at all costs. Dr. Satan was working on new experiments to help us out so no luck there.
I figured id go into town and see what was going on there. I ran into my room and grabbed my wallet and out the door I went. I didn't have enough cash on me to get the item I wanted but that did not stop me none. I ran into the camping store and grabbed a knife I had been wanting for some time. It was at least $59.00 and all I had on me was $25. I grabbed the knife and stealthily opened the package and walked casually out the door with my prize being none the wiser. I went out to the vacant field and played around with it; practiced throwing. I did pretty good. That's when I guess stupidity on my part clicked in. I decided to run with the knife to show my sister when I stumbled on my own two feet. I felt something metallic slice into my chest followed by a sharp pain. I winced and looked down and saw the entire blade inside my chest up to the hilt.
Each breath I took brought on a terrible pain. I wanted to pull it out but I knew if I did blood would gush out and id bleed out. If I left it in, I'd die of eventual bloodloss. I stumbled towards the direction I figured was home. If I could get our doctor to help me out there was a chance he might be able to save me. But then I remembered, he was an intern originally. He did surgeries to create things, not save them per se. I stumbled to the ground unable to move anymore. My breathing became shallow and the pain was ebbing. Everything sounded so far away and I felt light headed. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and go to sleep forever. I thought I heared Baby's voice calling out to me trying to get me to respond. I could hear her sobbing begging me not to go. I drifted into sleep and knew no more.
Otis's Pov
I came back from my 'lady's' place and cut through the vacant field to get home. I was surprised to see Baby there being as she rarely, if ever went to that place. She was kneeling and cradling something in her arms. Curious, I walked over. Baby could be rather odd sometimes. I went over to see what she was so interested in when I found that she was cradling Sydney. Aka Shit Stain. My eyes widened in shock. The girl had a very large hunting knife embedded in her chest up to the hilt. I swallow nervously. "why aint' she waking up Otis?" Baby asked between sobs. My heart literally sank. I knelt down beside my sisters and tried to feel for a pulse. There was none. I look at Baby with saddened eyes. Baby looked at me suddenly understanding. I held her as she cried while trying not to cry myself. Gently I carried the girl to a more secluded spot and sat with my sisters for a while. Baby refusing to leave our sister's side. I knew I had to tell the rest of the family. For some reason I felt REALLY protective of Baby. Rufus would yell at her and I knew it would lead to a fight. She did not need this right now. Granted that the girl may have been alive while Baby cradled her, I could not blame her for not seeking help.
I decided it was best to get them both home and when I went to lift Sydney, she groaned. Shit Stain was alive! Baby must have heard the groan too because she became rather excited. Quickly I got them both home and got Sydney down to the doctor quickly. He studied the wound and pulled the knife out while patching up the wound quickly. He stated that Sydney would live, however it would take quite a while for her to recover and that after she recovered she needed to be trained properly on knife use. The way he said it made me angry. It was like he was accusing me of causing all this. I kept quiet so as not to upset Sydney, the last thing she needed was added stress. Back upstairs Cutter and Mama were headed down to the Doctor to see the girl. I let them. Towards the back of our home I heard yelling. Baby was yelling back. Rufus. That stupid sonofabitch! He was blaming Baby for what happened. "If you had let Sydney play, when she asked you to, this would have never happened! If she dies, its YOUR FAULT! YOU'D BE THE ONE THAT KILLED HER!" He raged. "F-F-FUCK Y-Y-Y" Baby couldn't finish her sentence before she burst into tears and ran out.
"Baby wait…I—" I heard Rufus call out after her. I got into Rufus's face. He was bigger than me but he was about as smart as a rotten vegetable. I ran out after Baby forgoing the fight I was going to instigate with Rufus. I found myself beside Baby with my arm around her. "I don't want her to d-die, she's not going away is she?" Baby sniffled. I shook my head. "The Doc says shes gonna be fine." Baby muttered something and nuzzled against me. I sigh. Comforting women is not something im use to doing. Hell, I hardly ever did it with Candy. Finally we both went in to grab some dinner. Mama and Cutter were trying to tell Baby that it was not her fault or anyone else's what happened. Baby nodded and smiled but as soon as they left, I heared her mumble… "its my fault."
Sydney's Pov
I don't know how I got into Dr. Satan's tunnel. I was lying on a bed in one of the recovery rooms. It still hurt to breathe, but it was bearable. On occasion the Doctor would come in, clean my wound and get me something to eat and or drink. I was not allowed out of bed much except to use the toilet and or exersize. He had promised that once I had recovered id be able to go topside again. He then explained the dangers of running with a knife. He said had baby had not found me when she did, I'd be dead. He even said that he wasn't even sure I'd survive. He just told Baby that I'd be fine because the poor girl was a wreck coming down here that she didn't need to know any different at the moment. I knew firsthand how Baby could be. I wanted to tell her that I was fine and everything was good between us. By the end of 4 months I was well enough to go topside. I must admit it was rather weird going up there being as I was used to the dark tunnels.
Mama and Daddy were thrilled to see me as was Rufus, Tiny, and even Otis. Now all I had to do was find Baby. I went around out back and saw her sitting on our tire swing. Her back was to me so I couldn't really tell if she was crying or what. I came up behind her and gave her a poke in the back like I always did. She twirled around, her eyes widened as they filled with tears and I found myself in a fierce embrace. I hugged her back. She was sobbing and kept apologizing for what happened. Kept saying that if she had let me play too, this would have never happened. I told her over and over it was no one's fault but my own. That even if she had let me play, would have still happened being as I was hell bent on getting that knife.
During the entire time, Baby was my shadow. She rarely let me out of her sight. I found I couldn't be angry with her. She almost lost her best friend that night, and didn't want to go through another thing like that again. Later on that day Mama and Daddy went off to see Charlie. Otis was off banging Candy and who knew where Rufus and Tiny were. This left me and Baby home by ourselves. It was Baby who grabbed the moonshine and suggested we drink. And that led into even more trouble…
A/N: Next chapter should be more humerous. What kinds of trouble will Baby and Sydney get themselves into?_