Author's Note: Hi, my peeps! So…how's about that weather? I'm bored out of my mind…I'm one of the last people in my dorm and I'm going insane from the lack of things to do. I need human interaction like no body's business. They don't even have the sweet tooth open anymore…I can't get food without having to actually pay for it! It's not fair! I need people to talk to! I don't even have people to throw food at! Ok. I'm gonna go and stop whining at you. Have fun reading. Drop me a line if you wanna. Review even if you don't wanna.
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That's Enough for Me
Chapter 3: I have new socks
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You come on like a drug I just can't get enough I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more And there's so much at stake I can't afford to wait I've never needed anybody like this before. ~ Garbage, "Temptation waits"
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That had been fun, for a whole hour. "Bored again," she pouted propping her chin on her fist as she looked around the small club. For a minute she considered trying to get some money off the pool tables but decided against it when she realized it required movement. She heard the man's heavy breathing before he sat down next to her and leered.
She glanced over at him and blinked several times, his salt and pepper hair hung in greasy clumps down to his shoulders and his beard held bits and pieces of food that she was sure had been there for a long time. He didn't seem to fit into his surroundings, an abstract piece of art that the painter had thought might be funny but failed to pass it onto the audience. He was not the usual sort of patron to frequent Crash. "Hey, girly." He put a hand on her arm and she had to hold back the sneer of disgust. She extracted her hand from his tight grip and glared at him. "What you don't like me?"
"No, honey, I love you." She simpered and batted her eyelashes. "I'm just pretending that the mere sight of you effects my up-chuck reflex."
"You have a big mouth for such a pretty little thing," he said leaning in, his breath reeking like three day old rotted meat.
"Gee, is this how you woo all your hopefuls?" Jondy couldn't seem to look away from his red eyes; it was like watching a train coming at you. You see the blinding light at the front but you can't move away from the tracks, too mesmerized by the red malevolent eye to do anything but blink.
"I had a girlfriend just like you, before the pulse."
"I send her my condolences," she smiled and started to stand, but he caught her hand once again.
"You should learn respect for your elders," he rasped, yellow teeth clicking together like a puppet.
"I will when I find one not trying to hit on me," positive that this man wouldn't hesitate to point an accusing finger at her, she didn't want to use too much force to get away from him, the search for transgenics was too hot. He squeezed her arm, in an obvious attempt to hurt her; he was stronger than he looked. Blue eyes narrowed and sparked as she watched him suddenly blanch at what he saw. "Let…go," she hissed.
"Hey, what's going on?" A familiar voice asked, and Jondy realized that there was a very warm body right next to her. She turned her head and blue eyes met green.
She smiled, "he was just about to let go of my arm," she looked back down at the unwashed man who was still gaping up at her. "Weren'tcha?"
"Y-y-yes," his hand dropped from her arm like it had suddenly caught aflame.
"See? All good," she piped at Alec who was staring at the old man like he wanted to squash him like a bug.
"Just as long as its all good…maybe you should leave though," he said to the man who was scrambling off his stool before he had finished the thought.
"Wow, I've never been a damsel in distress before. It's opened up my eyes to a whole new world." She smiled up at Alec and batted her eyelashes sweetly; her eyes shifting to the hunched shoulders of the old man as he scurried away like a cockroach. "I'm gonna start wearing a turbine and ride on magic carpets."
"I'm gonna ignore that reference…it's the least I could do," he smirked at her putting a tentative hand to the back of his head.
"How is the noggin'? Shouldn't you be lying down somewhere with an ice pack taped to the back of your head?" She sat back down at the bar, watching him as he took the seat next to her.
"I would, but that's just no fun. Unless there's a girl to keep the bed warm, I just get bored," he smiled at her and shrugged.
"Must be a lonely existence." Her trickling laugh had him frozen on the spot; "somehow I think you would survive." A slender hand reached up to ruffle his already disheveled hair gently.
"What brings you here?" He asked suddenly looking away from her.
"The absolute all-consuming need to relieve my boredom," she smiled. "And even though I'm not a drinker, I want strong alcohol."
"Why haven't you had any yet then?" His brows pulled together as he looked from the empty space on the bar infront of her up to those electric eyes.
"I'm trying to get the bartenders attention," she waved a hand in the air, and looked at Alec with a smirk when nothing happened. "It's uncanny how good he is at ignoring me. I mean, come on." She cocked her head to the side and just shook it despairingly; "I'm a hottie I should be getting really good service right about now."
He chuckled and pursed his lips, "want me to try?"
"I think I got a fool-proof plan…if there is such a thing." She winked and tossed hair over her shoulder in a gold cascade. "Hey!" She waved a hand in the air, "barkeep! Hey, you!"
She glared at the laughing Alec squared her shoulders and called out, "I have boobs!" Pulling gently on her shirt to reveal some of the most perfect cleavage that Alec had ever seen, she grinned. That was it, if the bartender didn't serve her now he was playing for his own team.
"What can I get for you?" The large balding man asked with a sickening smile. Jondy simpered and Alec was sure he saw a dimple.
She pointed one long finger at the back wall, "two of those pretty glasses sitting infront of me with some of that even prettier amber colored liquid in it." When one was sitting infront of her she smiled again, "you're simply a doll."
When the bartender moved away she turned to Alec showing off every pearly white tooth in her head, "I hope you don't mind buying us both a drink."
Alec, who was still blinking with his mouth hanging open, just shook his head, "not at all."
"Good," she touched his cheek gently and turned his head to look the other way, "you can stop staring now. There won't be a repeat performance."
"Please?"
"Absolutely not." Pursing her lips she threw back her head dramatically, "I have a reputation to uphold."
"What reputation is that?"
She brought her head back up and blinked at him for several seconds, "you know, no one actually ever told me." She put her chin on her fist; "I should probably ask someone sometime." Shrugging she picked up her glass and held it infront of the light coming from behind the bar.
"What are you doing?" Alec asked taking a sip from his own glass.
She turned to look at him with wide eyes; "I…well…pretty colors." She said in a small voice before looking down and putting the glass back on the bar. "I like looking at the drinks more than I like drinking them." He opened his mouth but closed it as he watched her take a sip of her brandy, her face screwed up and she stuck her tongue out, "bleah."
"Why…"
"Hey, man," a man with scruffy brown hair came up and slapped Alec on the back.
"Sketch, what's up?" Alec smiled in greeting, nodding to Jondy, "J, this is my friend Sketch. Sketch, my newest friend J."
"Hey, nice to…um meet you."
She smiled brightly and watched as a blush worked its way up his neck, "my pleasure."
"Uh…" Sketchy looked at Alec for a long time trying to get his mouth to work properly. "Max and…Original Cindy…"
"What about them?"
"Want you to come…and talk to them."
Jondy laughed at the look of confusion on Alec's face, "Sketch," he threw an arm over his friend's shoulders.
"Yeah?"
"You've seen beautiful women before, you see Max everyday, right?"
"Yeah," he said sheepishly glancing at Jondy wearily.
"What are you having such a problem with this?"
"I'm not even showing my boobs off anymore," Jondy quipped, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively as she watched Sketchy take swallow past the sudden lump in his throat.
"Exactly," Alec smiled at her before turning back to Sketchy. "I'll be there in a second."
"Okay," Sketchy walked off shaking his head absently, mumbling to himself.
"Why do I have the sudden feeling that I might have scarred him for life?"
"Don't worry, he's usually that articulate," Alec smirked at her and looked back over his shoulder to where Max was sitting and glaring. "I'll be right back."
"I'll be holding my breath, cross my heart," Jondy crossed her fingers and drew an 'x' over her left breast and took a deep breath.
Alec just shook his head and made his way over to where Max and Original Cindy were sitting watching him. "Well, aren't you a cheery group?" He sat down and smiled.
"Who's the lickety boo?" Cindy asked one eyebrow rising slowly.
"Jay."
"She's a supreme hottie," Sketchy put in with a smirk.
"Can't you think of anything other than girls?" Max asked her head cocking to the side as a hand made its way to her hip.
"She's…um…special," Alec said his eyes shifting to Sketchy and back to Max.
"Special?" Max's eyebrow rose slowly. "You mean as in she's bend-y and strong?"
Alec pointed at her for a second and then smirked, "bend-y and just as strong as you." He watched as her mouth fell open and understanding filled her eyes.
"Oh, she's a transgenic!" Sketchy said with a smile, Alec's mouth dropped open as he looked from Sketchy to Max to Original Cindy.
"Did I miss something?"
"He knows," Max said with a shrug.
"Really? Wow, I never would have guessed that without your input."
"Gee, Alec, you're welcome."
"Th' boy saw me when I was stealin' some files from Normal's office." Original Cindy cut in before Max could say anything else. "It couldn't be helped."
Alec turned to Sketchy who looked like he had no idea who he should be looking at, "how are you with this?"
"Majorly disturbed, but I'll get over that." He shrugged and put his hands flat on the table top, "it explains why you won all those games of pool."
"I won those cause you suck, Sketch," Alec slapped him on the back and smirked.
"Don't have to rub it in."
"Whatever," he looked up at Max and Cindy with a wide grin. "Is that all?"
"Why don't ya bring that beautiful leggy blond over here?" Cindy said sighing deeply as she watched Jondy stand up and shake off the advances of a man with orange spiked hair.
"I'd love to." Alec smirked and made his way over to where Jondy was presently rescuing her glass from the bar where the orange haired man was still leering. "Why you didn't like the color of his hair?" He asked her over her shoulder.
She shrugged eloquently, "it would have clashed with mine. I never liked blue and orange together, it's tacky."
"You base a relationship on the color of a guys hair?" He asked his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
"I require compatibility." One side of her full red lips pulled up slowly into a half smile as she looked up at Alec through her lashes, "and who said anything about a relationship? I'm very particular about my one night stands."
The smile grew as she watched him smirk and take a step in closer to her, "well if you're looking for a one night stand…"
"Alec!"
He grumbled something under his breath as he turned to wave at Cindy. "In a second." He turned back to find Jondy laughing quietly. "What?"
"I told you I'm particular," she shook her head and breezed by him walking over to the table with Max, Original Cindy, and Sketchy.
"I don't meet your standards?" He followed after her, not acknowledging anyone else at the table as he sat down next to her.
"I have very high standards," she answered, nodding at everyone.
"Now that sounds like a proud sista' to me," Cindy quipped pursing her lips.
"Sounds smart to me," Max said with a smile at Jondy.
"I think so."
"Have you gotten a new drink or are you still looking at the pretty colors of the first one?"
"Colors," she squinched up her nose playfully and held up the glass once again. She put it back down again and smiled at the three sets of eyes that were staring at her curiously and the pair that just looked amused. "So…" She opened her mouth to go on but the distant chirp of a cell phone cut her off. "Eh, I forgot to keep it on vibrate. Be right back. Pants or arm?" Was the last thing they heard as she walked away.
"She's one strange sista.'" Cindy put in her eyes still on Jondy's backside.
"Maybe they drove her crazy with too many experiments." Sketchy added following the line of Cindy's eyes.
"It's likely, ain't it boo?" Cindy turned to Max whose eyes had narrowed slowly as she watched the girl talk, throwing hands up into the air and shaking her head as though the person on the other end could see her movements.
"You did what!?" Floated over to them over the pulsing music of Crash. "I told you…see what happens when you don't listen to me?" She stomped her foot and jumped up and down several times ignoring the interested looks directed her way. "You dirty rat, what were you thinking?" Her mouth dropped open and her blue eyes went wide, "how is this my fault? I don't show you enough love? Are you crying?" She let out a growl. "Don't you dare…stop it! Your ass is so mine, bitch!" She started nodding her head furiously. "You better believe it, girl. You can't go anywhere that I can't find you, and I will. I'll hunt you down and beat you into the ground, do you understand me?" She huffed, "you can't just get me a new GameBoy. I stole that from a really hot guy, it had sentimental value."
Alec almost lost the beer he had just drunk trying not to laugh. "It's official, tha' chick crazy," Cindy said with a shake of her head.
"That chick saved my life this afternoon," Alec cut in waving a finger at her.
"Really?" Max asked one brow rising slowly.
"Yes, why do you think I have such a big lump on the back of my head?" He pointed a finger to the general vicinity of where he knew there was a huge bruise underneath the thick mass of hair. "If it wasn't for her I'd be strung up the same as Biggs," his smile faltered for a heartbeat, just long enough for Max to see it. She touched his hand gently and let it linger there for a long moment before pulling it back to rest on the cool glass of her mug of beer. He looked at her and gave her a half smile before turning back to Jondy.
"Silly, I'm going away now…don't give me anymore lip." She licked her lips slowly and looked down at her feet. "I love you too…don't get into trouble 'cause when you do weird thing happen when I come to save your ass…like naked men running out of your apartment screaming…ugly naked men!" She shook her head and shuddered. "Never again…call me in a week is nothing happens…ok I love you bu-bye."
Alec watched with a smirk as she walked back over to the table, slipping her phone into her jacket pocket. "Troubles?" He asked sweetly.
"No, where'd you get that idea?" She blinked slowly.
"From the screamin', girly," Cindy said with pursed lips.
"Oh, that…she's kind of…my…uh…sister." She shrugged and smiled, showing soft dimples. "You know how sibling are…always fighting."
"So she's a transgenic too?" Sketch asked her, his brows pulling together in confusion when her jaw dropped down and she stared at him.
"They know about me," Alec said quickly putting a comforting hand on her arm.
"Well, that's spiffy." She said with a smile shaking her head. "I need to get going, I have some calls to make," she nodded her head at the people sitting around the table. "It was nice meeting all of you."
"Our pleasua', Jay," Cindy said with a nod and a smile. "Yo welcome any time ya wanna jus' chill with Original Cindy or any o' these fools," she pointed one caramel finger in the direction of Sketchy and Alec.
"Thanks," Jondy grinned brightly, showing off perfect white teeth and started to leave.
"Wait," Alec called getting up to follow after her. "Can I have a way to maybe find you sometime?" He looked up at he ceiling innocently and shrugged, "If I needed to or somethin'."
She placed a soft kiss on his cheek and kept walking calling to him without turning around, "night!"
She was out the door even before he could grumble in unhappiness making his way back to the table ignoring the bark of laughter from Max and Cindy shaking her head sadly. "Boy's got it bad."
Outside walked quietly to her motorcycle, the black shiny chrome calling to her softly in the cold night air. She ran one loving hand over the leather seat and up to the cold metal of the handles; kicking a leg over the body she revved the bike with a content smile spreading across her face. She purred along with the bike's engine before taking off down the dark streets. Gold and blue hair fanned out behind her, dancing erratically in the wind that swirled around her like the arms of the mother she had never known.
She stopped infront of her building and rolled the bike inside out of the cold, not seeing the man holding a small gadget in his hands following her progress. He touched his ear gently and whispered soft words as she disappeared into dark hallways.
Once in her own apartment, she locked the door with a quick flick of her wrist and sat on the floor with a quiet 'oof' and untied her shoes, struggling to pull them off her feet and falling over onto her side in the battle. Righting her self and standing up she started walking to the bathroom, pulling off her socks and then her shirt, her hair falling around her in a silk waterfall. She was singing before she threw it on the floor of her living room, "I think I'll go for a walk, maybe out in the rain. Maybe let the tears roll down my face and not feel the pain. Maybe think about something, maybe think about you. Yeah, you know you can't hurt me now."
With a wiggle of her hips she peeled tight jeans off, and kicked them softly down her legs balancing precariously as she slipped them over feet. "And I got plenty of time, time to figure it out, time to think about you and me whatever that was all about. I got nothing to prove. I got nothing to say. No, I guess I never thought you was good for me anyway. I got nothing to lose...nothing but you." Flipping tangled hair over her shoulder she reached in and turned the shower on, pulling black satin off while she waited for the water to warm up. "I think I'll go for a ride till my memory fades. Roll down the windows and glide down 75 to the Everglades. Maybe light up a joint; take a walk on the Moon. Yeah, you know you can't touch me now. (You can't hold me down) and I got plenty of time, time to figure it out.
She stepped into the rush of warm water let it turn gold hair into a soft brown, weighing it down so that it came past her hips. "Time to think about you and me whatever that was all about. I got nothing to prove. I got nothing to say. No I guess I never thought you was good for me anyway. I got nothing to lose...Nothing but…" She stopped singing abruptly and went quiet filtering out the sounds of the shower and reaching into the room beyond her small bathroom. There it was again, the soft creak of a board unused to weight being put on it.