"As in the friendly, sexual variety kind of way," Charlie said.
"Well, in my defence, it was just the once and I was totally drunk at the time," Joey replied a little sheepishly.
"And how did you leave it with her?" said Charlie. "Did you piss her off, break her heart, leave it in such a way that ensures she'll take extra special care in making us suffer if she gets her hands on us?"
"Tegan's always pissed off with someone or something, so it's always a little hard to know when it's a serious kind of pissed off or not."
"I'm going to take a guess and go with you knowing you pissed her off in the serious kind of way."
"Like I said, I was drunk, it was a mistake."
"And she wanted more."
"Maybe for a day or two, but then she met her soul mate in that equally twisted girlfriend of hers."
"But she's still pissed off."
"Possibly."
Charlie continued to stare at her.
"Ok, the woman holds a grudge like no other, so yeah, she's still pissed."
"Oh that is just wonderful," drawled Charlie. "I barely escaped the clutches of two men already today, now I have to deal with a jealous ex and her current squeeze. It's like one twisted incestuous version of the Brady Bunch."
"Which one are you?" Joey couldn't help asking with a cheeky grin.
"Fucking pissed," said a less than amused Charlie. Charlie's earlier reluctance to shoot their way out was now making way for a sudden urge to shoot a certain person. To protect their ears from that dreadful sound was her lame excuse, though she knew damn well it was far more irrational than that. It was because of those three words she still couldn't say, even after Joey had offered her freedom up to protect her. Why was it proving so hard for her to say those words? Charlie shook her head in frustration. Why the fuck did she keep having these internal conversations at the worst possible time. So what if Joey had an ex, so did she. Of course, her exes weren't inclined to want them dead, as Joey's ex did.
Tegan's voice grew louder.
"Damn, that foghorn is going to bring everyone here if she doesn't shut up," Joey warned. "And if she's making that much noise, it can only mean our time has run out. They're coming in."
"You stupid fucking cunt," Pee Wee snarled and launched himself at Tegan. They landed on the ground in a tangle.
"Get off her!" Hayley shouted, pounding on his back.
"I'm trying to shut her fucking gob before someone calls the cops on us."
"What the fuck is going on out there?" Joey murmured. She made her way into the other room and crept over to the window, wanting to see what was going on. Her brow rose at what she saw.
Tegan struck out at the makeshift bandage on Pee Wee's arm and he howled in pain.
"Get the fuck off me you piece of shit," she said, digging her fingers into his arm. He backed away, a look of absolute fury on his face.
"When we're done here, you're dead," he hissed.
"I'd love to see you try," Tegan taunted. "You're a dead set loser, Pee Wee, that's why Brax sent me and Hails here to clean up your mess."
"Oh, I know exactly why you're here," he said, a cruel smile on his face. "You want another piece of Joey's arse before she'd dead.'
"Another piece?" Hayley said in confusion.
"Oh, you didn't know your precious Teegs used to fuck Joey," Pee Wee took great pleasure in revealing. "They were inseparable."
"No we fucking weren't," Joey hissed from inside. "It was a one fucking night stand, and I did my best to keep my distance from her the moment I sobered up."
"I don't really care," Charlie said, still pissed with her, even though it was stupid to be so.
"They used to let me watch them going at it," Pee Wee said. Seeing the green spark of anger in Hayley's eyes, he pressed on. "Come on Hayley, even you can't deny how much Teegs loves having an audience when she fucks."
"He wasn't there that night," Joey hurriedly told Charlie. "He's just trying to get back at Tegan through Hayley."
"I honestly don't fucking care," Charlie muttered. "I really fucking don't." Boy, could she sound any less convincing?
"I used to picture Teeg's mouth on my cock whenever she went down on Joey and I'd get so hard at the thought of that warm, wet mouth sucking me off as enthusiastically as she sucked off Joey over and over again, that I'd shoot my load all over them."
"Shut the fuck up," Tegan snapped. "He's fucking making it up," she told her girlfriend.
"So you never fucked Joey?"
"Once, but I was drunk and she threw herself at me."
"That lying bitch," Joey muttered.
"If that's all it was, then why am I only hearing about it now?"
"Oh come on Hails, it was before you were mine."
"It's not just that," she said. "It's that in the whole time we've been chasing these women, you said nothing about having fucked one of them," Hayley snapped in an angry voice. "Is that why you let him go? Because you didn't want to upset your lover if she found out about him."
"What the fuck!" said Tegan. "We were heading into a town swarming with cops on the lookout for strangers, and so it would have been stupid to have risked being pulled over with a half dead guy in the boot," she said. "Jesus Hayley, you even agreed with me that dumping him in the fucking bushes was the best thing to do."
"Who are they talking about?" Charlie asked.
"No idea," replied Joey. Elijah was the only person she knew to have been in the area, and there was no way they'd have been able to take him down and stick him in a car boot. Who had it been then?
"That was before," Hayley huffily said.
"Of for fuck's sake, Hails, I love you, I never loved that bitch."
"I suddenly have a crazy idea," Joey said to Charlie. "Just get ready to move," she told her
"I don't believe you," said Hayley.
"I swear, Joey meant nothing to me."
"That's not true," Joey yelled out, with a wink to Charlie. "You told me you loved me every time we made love."
Charlie glared at her, even as she realised what Joey was doing. She just hoped Joey knew what she was doing in antagonising these people in such a way. It was like kicking over an ants nest.
"And I loved you, Teegs," Joey called out.
"Fuck you Joey," Tegan screeched.
"We did, repeatedly."
"She's lying," Tegan said, trying to appeal to her furious girlfriend.
"Tegan is the one who is lying," Pee Wee said. "I bet she never mentioned how Heath and Brax used to double team her in front of us."
"Actually, I know all about the old gang initiation for women," snarled Hayley. "And it says as much more about you fucking losers disrespecting women than anything else," she said.
"Oh, we respected all our women," he smirked. "Those fine, tight pussies gripping our cocks deserved the utmost respect, and we treated them accordingly with repeated and enthusiastic pounding."
"Don't talk like that," Hayley said.
"Yeah, you pathetic loser," Tegan joined it. She wasn't ashamed of her past behaviour. Things were done differently now, but back then, when it was just a gang of hoodlums, the group sex was just a part of the culture which she'd freely accepted at the time, because it was her only chance of getting away from her mother's fists. She'd also been a naïve seventeen-year-old girl desperate for attention, and so she'd enjoyed being the centre of attention of those men, especially after Heath took her for his, and his alone. She'd have preferred that Brax had knocked her up, but having Heath's kid was the next best thing. It had still set her up for life, and put her in a position to meet the love of her life, even if Hails was pissed at her right now. Not bad for someone her mother told would never amount to anything.
"Don't go thinking this gets you off the hook for your lies," Hayley said to her, their arguing now getting louder and louder.
"I think they've forgotten about us for the moment," Joey whispered. No surprise really. Any relationship between two passionately volatile women like Tegan and Hayley was always bound to suffer from intense jealousy, and having Pee Wee anywhere near Tegan generally resulted in fireworks, unless there was a referee like Heath around to keep them apart. All together, it made for a pretty lethal mix, especially if the right spark was thrown into the middle of them, as she'd just done. Perhaps their luck was finally turning after all. "Come on, this is our chance to escape."
"There's still one missing."
Brodie.
"We can handle him between the two us if he gets in our way," Joey assured her.
"With all that noise going on, someone has to have called the cops by now, so we could just wait here for them while those idiots are busy arguing."
"Until they remember why they're here, oh, and that a very pissed off woman still has a big gun that shoots through walls," Joey pointed out. "I knew how to press their buttons to get a reaction like this, but we do not want to be in here when Tegan decides to turn her attention back to us, because this time, it won't be to play with us."
"Fair point," said Charlie, still a little jumpy from the bullet barely missing earlier. "But what about this stuff?" she said, pointing to the bottles. "Do we still use it?"
"Nah, they're distracted enough, and tossing that lot now would just get their attention instead," she said. Joey did however, pick up a couple of bottles. "Just in case we need it later," she told Charlie, as Charlie followed her lead and picked up two of her own.
"This is fucking ridiculous," Tegan said, throwing up her hands in disgust as the arguing continued. "Just fuck off back to your mate and let us professionals deal with these bitches," she sneered to Pee Wee.
"The only professional you are, is a professional whore," he replied, then his eyes were left watering when Hayley smacked the butt of the rifle into his nose. "Owww," he screamed, his broken nose streaming with blood.
"You want this dealt with babe, I'll deal with it," Hayley said, turning the gun toward the building. "I'll fucking make Swiss cheese of that traitorous cunt."
"You look so fucking hot holding that gun," Tegan said.
"You're still on my shit list," she told her. "But thanks, baby." Hayley smirked. "Prepare to die Joey."
