Disclaimer: Umm... I don't own any of Jhonen Vasquez's characters... OMG! LOOK AT THAT SQUIRREL! (GASP) OOOH! Black nail polish! OOOH! Cow mouse pad... WOW! LOOKIT THAT BIRD! Umm... where was I... WHOA! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?
Part 8
(Nny's View)
"OHMYGOD!" I shrieked. Devi's door was already opened.
I walked quietly into the dark room. I was afraid of what I might find.
I stepped in something wet. I squinted through the darkness at the ground. It was a puddle of dark fluid.
Oh no...
I kneeled down and examined the liquid. Through the darkness, I saw that it was red...
"Noo..." I whispered. "No."
Something wet fell from my eyes. Tears. Mine. I was too late.
Something inside me snapped.
"DEVI!" I shrieked over and over again. I smashed and threw everything in my way. "DEVVVVIIIIIII!!!"
Suddenly, the lights switched on.
"What the hell is going on in--" Devi trailed off as she laid her eyes on me.
She froze. "Nny?!"
"DEVI?"
Devi moved then. She backed into a wall and grabbed a canvas and a paintbrush. She held the canvas like a shield and brandished the brush.
"Stay the fuck away from me!!!" She shrieked.
"It was only paint..." I whispered and showed her the red paint on my hands.
I laughed joyfully (which I imagine, sounded really retarded),"IT WAS ONLY PAINT!!!"
In my current euphoria, Devi moved again. I suppose she was afraid that I was trying to kill her again. She laid a lightning-fast punch right into my eye and I fell backwards.
Yet I was still laughing with relief.
I think Devi thought I was being insane... she laid another punch on the same eye.
(Devi's View)
He's STILL GIGGLING! WHY?!
I never knew he was so far gone...
I dragged his skinny, giggling ass out the door and shoved him down the stairs. I went back inside, slammed and bolted the door shut.
"ALL RIGHT! THAT'S THE LAST TIME I'M EVER LETTING THE TOXIC PAINT FUMES AIR OUT"
I looked around at the damage and checked my paintings.
"Hmm... it's getting a little... stuffy... in... hhhheeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeee..." I inhaled the fumes.
I got dizzy.
"Ooooh... blurple... heeheehee"
And everything went black.
(Nny's View)
So I rolled down 6 flights of stairs... So what? DEVI'S ALIVE!
Wait... I'm forgetting something...
"OH SHIT! JEN!!!" I jumped into my shitty car and drove off.
8:57...
I ran over a jogging lady...
8:58...
I knocked down several mailboxes...
8:59...
I cut through Squee's yard and skidded to a stop. I got out quickly and ran over to Jen's house. I ran frantically, straight into her front door and bounced off, landing on my butt.
"Oww..."
Jen opened the door and looked at me, "There's a doorbell you know..."
Her eyes widened at the sight of my black eye, "Jeezus, did you put a dent in the door?"
I started giggling insanely.
"Are you okay?"
I smiled slightly at her.
"Well, do you want any ice or should we postpone?" Jen inquired.
"No, no... I'm fine. LET'S GO!"
Jen smiled, "All right, where to?"
"Hmm... Well there is this dance club down town that I've been meaning to go to for about a year now, but there were a few... complications..." I paused, trying to remember what, but I couldn't recall.
As we walked down the street towards town, we talked some more.
"So you like drawing? Are you an artist?" I asked Jen.
"I suppose, I like to draw sometimes... Although most of my drawings deal with something demonic... I don't exactly know why... I guess it's because evil subjects are more fun to draw... It's also the mood of the day... It's like I'm possessed or something. Most of the pieces I've done, I can never repeat... I don't know... What about you?"
"Well... I draw Happy Noodle Boy comics for the homeless insane..." I paused once again as I saw flashes of familiar paintings.
Did I do those?
I don't remember.
"Oh, a charitable comic artist?"
"I suppose you could say that... Oh, here we are."
We stopped in front of a club called The Rapture. We started to walk in the entrance, but the bouncer wouldn't let me in.
"The lady goes in. You however, go away." The bouncer grunted at me and pushed me backward.
"Why can't he come in?" Jen glared at the bouncer.
"Freaks aren't allowed..."
I looked down and glared at the ground. My had strayed near the knife in my pocket...
"Hmph... Then let's go Nny."
I looked up surprised, "Really? Aren't you going in?"
"Right... And go in alone? Yeah right... I'm staying with you."
I gave a small smile. Jen grabbed my arm and dragged me away. I glared back at the bouncer.
I'll be back for you...
"Hold on Jen, I think I dropped something back there..." I told her.
She nodded and I walked back into the alley. I took out my beloved, twin hook knives. The bright neon lights reflected off of them, flooding my vision with bright reds, purples, greens, and blues. Blood was roaring in my head. It was making my head spin.
The bouncer. I smiled widely. Still there. I walked in the shadows. The bouncer had his back turned towards me; he was lighting a cigarette. I crept silently behind him.
About a foot away, I hissed, "HELLO AGAIN!"
The bouncer dropped his cigarette in surprise and whipped around. He laid his eyes on me, "YOU!"
"YES! ME! BYE!" I shrieked insanely and slashed his throat in one quick, flawless movement. Warm blood splattered the walls.
I stared at the struggling bouncer for a moment. I watched him twitch away his last precious moments of life. I wiped my knife clean on his jeans. I carefully stashed the knives away and dragged the body towards the dumpster. I glanced around, checking for any witnesses.
None. Good.
I hauled the body into the dump and checked myself for bloodstains, which there were none surprisingly.
I walked back to Jen. A smile played at my lips.
"We can go in now." I smiled at her.
"Really? I thought that bouncer wouldn't let you in..."
"Oh, he had to go... somewhere..." I dragged her towards the entrance before she could ask anymore questions. "Come along..."
To be continued...