Title: Cuts Like A Knife
Author: Stress
First written: May 12, 2002
Edited and replaced: January 21, 2005
Summary: Part I of the Soul Mates Series; She thought that life couldn't get any better. She had friends and a family that loved her – she was taken care of and had no complaints. But that was before he came into her life. And, no matter how hard she tries to escape his grasp, he'll never let her go.
Queens
Tunes, Corner, Quipster, Moneybags, Iris and Dice all jumped back as the door to the spare room opened and Spindle walked out, leaving the disaster in the room in her wake.
With her face stained with the black of her mascara and her red hair sticking out at odd angles from her head, disheveled and messy, Spindle gave the impression of a psychotic person. Her tone of voice did nothing to disprove that image. "So what are all you girlies doing out here?' she asked, no emotion in her voice, though her eyes glittered maliciously.
Quipster recovered first. "Uh-- nothing Spindle. Umm-- How are you?"
"Fine, Quip, just fine."
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but what is that all about?" Moneybags asked as she slyly hid behind Corner in case Spindle's response involved a fist to the face. She was very touchy when it came to people prying in her business.
"You wanna know? You really wanna know?" Spindle asked, sounding very tired, not at all like her usual self.
"Yeah, we - um- wanna know, only cause we care so much about you," Tunes added, trying to appease Spindle with flattery.
Usually Spindle was too smart to see through the kind of ploy that Tunes was setting up, but she was either too angry or too upset to catch onto Tunes insincerity. "I'm gonna kill him," she whispered as she stalked over to her bunk and flopped down.
"Umm- Spindle? This wouldn't have nothing to do with Rip now, would it?" Iris asked hesitantly, knowing full well that Rip was the only one that would launch Spindle into such a tizzy that a whole room would be destroyed.
"He's gone. He went to talk to Danger and he told me he'd be right back and now he's gone. After waiting for him in his bed for over an hour, I had to find Danger to get him to tell me that Rip had left. Can ya believe that? Just up and left and didn't tell no one," she fumed, banging her fists against the side of her bunk in anger.
"Don't you worry Spindle. He's probably just going to take care of some important guy stuff," Dice offered.
"Just when I finally get that li'l Goody Goody outta me hair, I got to worry about him looking for some more sugar on the side," Spindle spat out, oblivious to the looks that were passed between all of the other girls in the room.
Taking a deep breath, Quipster looked over at Spindle and nodded. "Spindle, I gotta tell you something."