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After the little morning consummating that Lizard and I engaged in, he went off back upstairs to sleep. I kissed him lightly, tugging back on my sweat pants as he wiped the dried flecks of blood off his vest. He brushed my cheek with his hand, and I could feel the little stabs of pain from the slap earlier. As far as we think, that fight never happened. I smiled as he grimaced down at my bruised flesh, and i knew that he was sorry. I shrugged, leaning up and pressing my lips to his.
"I'm going over to Mama's. Love you." I said, a blush coming across my cheeks. Lizard nodded sleepily, rushing upstairs and fumbling around in our room before he came stumbling back down the stairs. I smiled as he almost tripped in his rush a few times, holding out my walkie talkie. Huh, I haven't used that in awhile.
"Take walkie. Jus' in case." He said sleepily, leaning down and kissing me again. I smiled, nodded and clipping the rather bulky walkie to my waist and kissing him back. He watched me walk out the front door, and I hummed tiredly, feeling the warm sun soak into my bones, and slightly make me feel better. I began walking towards the main house, which can be easily seen from the sitting window. I know, because Lizard watched me walk over.
Even though he doesn't look like the worrying type, he gets very antsy.
As I opened the front door of Mama's house, I turned around to grab the storm door. As I turned, I saw Lizard watching me from the sit down window in our bedroom. I smiled, waving, making him jump and duck behind the wall, knowing that he'd been seen being 'soft.' I chuckled, waving once more, knowing that he could see me, before closing the door and entering the house.
"Good morning!" I called, and Big Brain huffed, staring at some episode of Jerry Springer. I ignored him, and I heard Mars call to me from upstairs.
"Elah!" He fumbled out, and I slowly made my way upstairs. I got up the stairs and into Mama's room to see her working with one of those old sewing machines, and some pretty white fabric. There was a manikin, who looked to be Ruby's size, nearby, with what looked like a crisp, white corset on. Mama looked like she was working on the skirt part of the dress, and once they were both perfect, they'd be sewn together. Ruby sat on the bed, behind the manikin, and was hand sewing on what looked like a see through piece of silky looking fabric, and was supposed to cover part of her arms. Mars and Merc were behind her on the bed, rolling around and playing with some toys.
Papa, Cyst and Pluto must be out doing whatever, since the rest of the house was quiet.
"That's looking really pretty Ma." I said, stepping fully into the room and making Mars cry out, holding his arms out to me. I strode over to the bed, picking up the little boy and held him in my arms. I lent down, kissing Merc on the cheek as she continued playing with what looked like an old Barbie doll, who's hair had for the most part been ripped out. Mars reached up, tugging lightly on my long, curly bangs. Mama smiled, stopping the machine and picking up the skirt of crisp white and getting it on the model. The dress, even though it wasn't done yet, looked gorgeous, and Mama took the top and bottom pieces back and began to sew them together.
"Thanks' Elia. Ya like Ruby?" Mama asked, carefully making the dress. Ruby nodded, practically bouncing up and down on the bed. She nodded her head, her dark hair flailing around.
"Yes Mama yes! Love it!" She cried, a billion watt smile on her face. She wrapped her arms around Mars and I, still bouncing on the bed.
"You gotta help me pick out jewelry!" She cried, running to her room swiftly. Mama chuckled, having fixed the dress together, and handed it to me. I placed Mars back on the bed, and gingerly placed the dress on the model. Even on the old, chipped up model, the unfinished dress was gorgeous.
"You do some great work Mama." I said, putting my hands on my hips. She nodded her head, her violet eyes trained on my face.
"Wha's on ya face girl?"
"What?"
"He hit you?" Mama asked angrily, reaching her hand towards the bedside table, where her walkie talkie lay.
"Jupe. When ya see Leezar, smack 'im. Hit Ophelia this mornin'." Mama growled out on the radio, and my face went white.
"No Mama..." I whispered, and I hoped that no one had heard that. My prayers went unanswered as I heard the crackle of the radio, and Papa's gravely voice.
"Gonn' kick tha boys ass.."
"Papa!" I reached down, calling through my own talkie. "It was an accident!" I cried, clenching the talkie.
"Accident, er no accident, yous my daughter, and he don't got the right to hit you, even if he mah son. You passed tha' test, and yous not getting rewarded with a slap to tha' face." Mama said angrily, patting my cheek tenderly and kissing the bruised side. I hugged her back, knowing inside that she was true somewhere. I'm not going to become one of those weak willed women on tv, who get abused, then just shove it off, pretend every things alright and hope that it would never happen again.
He has a temper, I know.
Before the conversation went any further, Ruby came skipping back into the room, a bad in her hands that jangled. She opened it up, and poured out a pile of jewels, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings, earrings and every other trinket known to man.
"Aren't you supposed to pay Jeb with this stuff?" I asked, cringing slightly, knowing that the owners of all these shiny items were dead and eaten. I didn't want to upset anyone, so I sat down on the bed with Ruby, and started going through the pile. Ruby was looking at a pair of red, Ruby, dangling earrings.
"This stuff he didn't want..." She said, and we heard knocking at the closed door.
"Can I come in?" Greg called from the closed door. Mama groaned, rolling her eyes as she started making the train and veil of the dress.
"No! Go eat 'er something." She hollered, hissing as she pricked herself. I heard Greg whine, and make his way down the stairs. Ruby signed, wanting to see him, but he cant come in here with the dress. There's not many traditions out here, but some have to be followed. My eyes caught sight of a few pearl necklaces. They were a little dim, but if I shined them up a bit..
"Hey Mama..I have an idea.." I said holding up one of the pearl necklaces. Ruby looked up at me with her dark purple saucers, filled with excitement as Mama turned to smile at me.
"What if..I wove these into the dress and veil..I think it would look pretty..after I cleaned and shined them up a bit.." I said, reaching towards the little sewing box that Mama had out, and grabbed out a pair of somewhat rusted scissors. I clipped the necklace, causing the pearls, about 30, came tumbling off their strand and into my awaiting palm. Ruby gasped, clapping her hands together and nodding her head excitedly. Mama nodded, pulling out two rags from a nearby closet. I grabbed one, going to the bathroom and rinsing them off in the sink. I poured them into one rag, and bounced them around, drying them. I walked slowly down the hallway, somewhat in a daze before stepping back into the room, grabbing the other, softer cloth.
"I..think I'm going to go shine these on the porch.." I said, and smiled happily when Mama nodded, and Ruby scampered out the door after me.
"I'm gonna go tell Harper...Wanna come?" Ruby asked, skipping alongside me. I shook my head, I just needed a little alone time anyways.
"Nah thanks Ruby..go ahead without me..See ya!" I called, watching the dark haired, soon to be bride, dash off in the direction of Harper's house. I sighed, sitting down on the swing on the porch, the bundle of pearls in my lap, and one by one I would shine them until they looked brand new. One down, about 30 more to go...then knows how many more..
HARPERS POV!:
I sighed, rolling over and staring out the somewhat dirty window of my room. My brown eyes were dreary, and I could tell that bags were starting to form underneath my two toned orbs. I sighed, looking to see that my bed was once again empty. Goggle had been gone, doing his job in the hills for the second day in a row. Usually when he was off, he'd rush his ass over here, slipping into bed with me if he left the hills late.
Woah, hormonal readers.
Before you get there in your dirty mines.
Goggle and I haven't fucked yet.
I am a lady.
A mutated lady.
But a lady none the less.
I do do the occasional make out or..other provocative tendencies, but Goggle and I never go further. Sure, I've had to stop him, but instead of getting all pissy, he seems to understand where I'm coming from. He knows im from the outside world, and our customs were different, and he's trying to respect that. He's a very sweet man. A little withdrawn, and very shy, but slowly I'm breaking his shell and the real him is almost to good to be true.
Because of my deformities, I can see easily past his and see the person that he is inside. He likes sitting up in the hills, not only because it's quiet, and there's no one to hassle him, but because he's making himself useful. He's getting his family food, and protecting them, so it's like shooting two skunks with one bullet. His light blue, almost ice blue eyes shined in a way I've never seen before. I couldn't help but be attracted.
I missed him dearly though, the worst was when he was gone for five days without a word and when he returned to me he was covered in blood, cuts and dirt..and honestly he smelt like a burger king dumpster in the summer heat.
Which means its one of the worst STANKS ever.
I wished desperately to go up there with him, but after I tried that one time, he wont let me. I shut my orbs, thinking back to around a month ago...
I sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter. Goggle was still up in those fucking hills looking for people, and Ruby and Harper had visited me yesterday, so they wouldn't be coming to visit me today again. I sighed, hefting myself up onto the counter, and running my hands down my pretty, strapless, yellow dress that came to my knees. It was a soft, pastel yellow, and it fit me perfectly, hugging my waist, but not showing off my twisted spine to much. My blue colored skin showed a bit, but who would care out here? I was hoping that Goggle would come around, and now it was around 3 in the afternoon...and I was getting impatient.
"Fuck it.." I decided, looking towards a gathering of hills out in the distance. I wasn't so sure which hill Goggle was residing in right now, since he told me his hill was the only hill that could allow you to see about 20 miles out, a full 360 degrees out. Which I found fascinating..must be a giant ass hill. But from down here..all the hills look the fucking same..I almost wished there was a hill with a big fucking G engraved into the side, easier to find my mutant.
I grabbed a water bottle, opening up the back door and walking out into the afternoon heat. It wasn't so hot today, only around 80, but the odd humidity was the real killer, as always. I can't stand humidity! Elia can, seeing as she's from the Florida Everglades, which most of the time I hear is humid, sticky and wet. I'm more of a Texas, Arizona, New Mexican...Australia girl. Nice and hot. I made my way towards one of the bigger looking hills, and began climbing the steep slopes. There were alot of rocks to hold onto, but also alot of rocks to break a foot or leg on.
The last thing I need is a Lazerus leg or foot.
For those of you who don't know..a Lazarus foot or leg is when your appendage is really, horribly messed up.
Anyways, I made it to the tip top of this rather annoying hill, only to find.
No Goggle.
After letting out a few good strings of the "fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck" song, I began slowly making my way down the hill. The sun felt rather good on my oxygen deprived skin, and I calmly made my way up two more hills, and down them once more once I found that Goggle wasn't stationed there. I decided that I would get up just one more hill, just one more, then I'd call it quits for today and head home. I picked a strange shaped hill that was close nearby, filled with rocks and crevasses as usual.
I started climbing, happy that I had chosen my little yellow cowgirl boots instead of those strapped high heels. I guess I spoke to soon as I came tumbling down onto my right side, hitting my funny bone pretty badly, but nothing else to badly. I hissed, sitting up on my knees and bending my elbow to take a look at it. I whined a little as I saw the thin stream of blood, not because it was there, but I didn't want any on my dress. Bloodstains can be taken out of clothes, but you practically have to smash them out with a fucking rock.
I was about to get up and say fuck it, I'm already halfway up and I'm bloody when I heard something..interesting. It sounded like a baby rattle, or some sand that was shaking together rapidly. My eyebrows crunched together, hey I could have my clueless moments too. I looked around for the mystery sound, and my eyes widened when I looked to my right. Right beside me was a thick, fissure like crack between the hill and a boulder..
...where at least 50 rattlesnakes were.
I cupped my hands over my mouth to hide my scream as I looked at the tumbling, swirling mess of snakes. It looked like a nest of mamas, papas, babies, brothers and sisters. I could feel my eyes fill up with tears as I starred at my one great fear. I grew up around rattlesnakes, but after one bit me when I was 8, and I almost died, I loathed and feared them with a passion. I whined, inching back, and tears slipped down my cheeks as I noticed when I backed away, a few of the snakes came closer to me. I mentally prayed that they'd go back in their hole, seeing as I was frozen in fear, but they just kept coming, and coming and coming.
I screamed an earth shattering scream as they got about a foot away from me, and still coming. I kept screaming like a dumb bitch, curling up into a tight ball and crying like a maniac, and hoping that maybe more than one snake would bite me, so if I died it would be quick. When suddenly, I heard a tumbling of rocks, and a loud, swift click. I opened my eyes, only to see the snakes coming closer, and I was about to close them again, when all of a sudden, the closest snake exploded. I jumped back, seeing as bullets were cascading around me, hitting snake after snake until they eventually got the idea and went back into their hole.
I felt strong arms hefting me up by my waist, tugging up and away from the snake pit, and around to stare into angry, ice blue eyes that were ringed with yellow around the pupil.
Shiiiiiit.
"Why you out 'ere?" Goggle asked, still holding me up against his chest as he slowly made his way away from the snake pit, and towards a safe part of the hill. I shrugged, tugging on the strap of his goggles absentmindedly.
"..I missed you.." I muttered out like a little kinderling. (child.) I heard Goggle sigh, clearly irritated.
"Tha's worth gettin' bit over?...Get outta 'ere. Go tha' hell home..Bothern' tha hell outta me..." He said, gingerly setting me down on my feet, my head held down.
I don't know why, but my heart hurt horribly at his words. He wasn't even happy to see me. I mean, I know he had to save my ass, but..can't a woman get a 'hello, I missed you' around here? I nodded, my head still held down so that he couldn't see that my tears had started up again, rolling down. I turned around, making my way down the hill. I called out to him without turning around, knowing that he was watching my every move.
"Sorry for bothering you..I won't anymore..." I ambled out dejectedly while making my way down the hill. I heard Goggle let out a worried noise, and then a sigh. I ignored him, and continued my way home, head down, shoulders slumped and dragging my feet, kicking up the sand. I walked slowly all the way home, and I opened up the door, slipping in and going into the bathroom that was attached to the kitchen. This bathroom had only a toilet and a sink, the larger bathroom had the shower/tub up there.
I turned the sink on with hot water, pulling out a little first aid kit, and began washing out the small cut. I rubbed some anti-bacterial stuff on there, and wrapped a large bandage around it. I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror. My bronze hair, which had become frizzy, was flying around like a tornado. I grabbed up a hair tie, and threw it back into a low pony tail. I was covered in dust, sand and dirt from my travels, and as I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, I realized that it was about 6.15.
I sighed, unzipping and tugging off my dress right in the middle of the kitchen. Who cares? It's only me in here. I took the door that was beside the bathroom, which led to the brightly lit basement. There was a soft, green carpet that covered the floor, and at one side of the room was one of those large 'L' couches, a large TV and a bookshelf filled to the brim with movies. At the other side of the room, was a wash machine, a drier, a sink-like tub, an ironing board, and a shelf filled with all sorts of soaps and detergents.
I filled up the sink-tub with water, tossing in some special detergent that was specially made to get blood out of clothes. I don't know who made up this soap, but they're probably making a gold mine off of muderers and gangsters off this soap. It works pretty well, but I still gotta scrub at them. I tossed in the yellow dress, and opening up the drier and pulling out a pair of boxers and an old powder puff girls-football shirt from high school.
I tugged them on, heading back up the stairs and letting the dress soak. I sighed, still a little heavy hearted as I trugged up the stairs. I flicked on the stereo as I entered my room without turning the lights on. Regina Spektor's voice came flooding into the dark room, since the night was quickly approaching and I never bothered to open up the window curtains. I sighed, walking in the pitch blackness of my room, and flopping down on the bed.
I landed face first into the soft bed, but I shot back up as soon as I heard my door, which I had left open, close quietly. I looked up, the only light coming from the buttons of the stereo, and there stood a shadowed form of a man. I would have been worried, if I did not see the bowler hat atop the man's head. I sat up, staring at the dark figure, who was coming closer to me. He sat down on the bed, directly in front of me, and lent forward, pressing a chaste kiss to my lips before pulling back, only to wrap his arms around me.
"Sorry bab' girl.." Goggle muttered into my neck, making me blush and nod my head.
I sighed happily, my daydreams being interrupted by banging at my door. The possibility that it was Goggle made my heart leap, and I ripped open the door to see a happy Ruby. She thrust her hand forward, showing off a pretty golden band with a tiny, square shaped diamond. My eyes widened, and I knew where this was going.
"Gettin' married!" Ruby hollered, skipping into the house. I giggled, following the giggling girl into the kitchen. She sat down at the kitchen table, her eyes fogged over in a day dream. I sighed happily, going to the fridge and pulling out some strawberries and sugar. I set both down on the table, and sat down next to her.
"When Ruby?" I asked, tilting my head to the side as I cut a strawberry in half, and dipped half in the pile of sugar. Ruby glimmered.
"The day after tomorrow!" She cried, wringing her hands together in excitement. "You gonna be a bridesmaid, yes?" She asked, and I couldn't say no to the puppy eyes.
"Of course Ruby."
"Good! Mama makin' my dress, then the bridesmaids. Gonna be red. You like red?" She asked, her English just a tad bit messed up. I would correct her, seeing as she's been learning from Greg and I, but I didn't have the heart to correct her when she was on such a high cloud. I nodded, taking a bite of the sugar covered fruit. She chipped out something about my size, ripping out a tape measure out of her pocket, and dragging me up before wrapping the tape around me. I stood as still as I could, trying not to suck in my fat so the measurements will be correct, when I heard the front door open. We turned to see a dirty Goggle come into the kitchen. We both jumped at him, wrapping our arms around him in a hug, and both jumping away at the same time, covering our noses.
"OH SWEET LORD ON A UNICORN! GOGGLE! YOU SMELL LIKE DEATH!" I screamed, while Ruby clutched her stomach and raced over to dry heave in the sink. She muttered something about a sensitive smell and raced out the back door, back towards home. I turned to Goggle, still covering my nose.
"What the hell GG? Did you roll around in a fucking carcass?" I gagged a little as the smile on his face dropped.
"Yeah..I fell onna dead coyote..so?"
"SO! THATS SO GROSS!"
"...so yah don't wanna kiss me..."
"NOT NOW! COVERED IN DEAD DOG GERMS!"
"..."
"SHOWER! TAKE A FUCKING BATH!"
"...not leaving without a kiss.."
"...NO.."
"Why?"
"BECAUSE YOU STINK?"
"Not whatcha said a'fore..."
"YOU DIDN'T SMELL LIKE A DEAD DOG THEN!"
"..."
"...bathe..PLEASE.."
"Come back ta my house with me 'n I will.."
"Is that supposed to be some pick up line?"
"...depends..will it work?"
"...Alright, come on stinky."
OPHELIA'S POV:
I had shined a good amount of pearls and I was now back upstairs with Mama. She was still working on the train of the dress, while I was sewing on the pearls. I was painstakingly sewing each pearl on, one at a time, and if I do say so myself, the dress was becoming even more beautiful. Mama sighed tiredly, wiping her for head and coming over to pin the train onto the back of the dress. The veil was finished, and all that needed to be done is sew some pearls on it.
Mama left the room, coming back in with three more manikins. I rose a brow, seeing as all three were different sizes. Mama pulled out a pretty, long red roll of fabric from the back of her closet.
"Bridesmaids dresses." She stated calmly, and I felt like slapping myself silly for being so dumb. I realized that all three dummies were the sizes of Mama, Harper and I. Mama started on hers, the fabric was soft, and ruby red, and the dress was going to be strapless, THANK GOD. I can't stand straps on long dresses. Or on any dresses at all. Ruby came scampering into the room, confirming Mama's suspicions on Harper's sizes and went to go see Greg.
I looked up after about an hour of attaching the pearls to see Mama, with tears dribbling down her face. I dropped the pearl I was trying to skewer with the needle, and wrapped my arms around her.
"It's alright Mama."
"Mah..Mah littlest babies gettin' married...first marriage in the hills in 5 years!" She sobbed into my shoulders, gripping me. I sighed, feeling the tears well up.
"Mah babies's grown'n up.." She sighed, still teary faced, and dabbed at her eyes with the bottom of the dress she was wearing. I smiled, wiping at my own tears.
"Everyone's gotta give somethings up sometimes." I said, turning back to the wedding gown that the little girl that I've considered to be my baby sister would be wearing in two days..