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Drown it all away

Their bodies moved up and down against each other. Their hand trying to find a good spot to let them rest for a minute, but now they went from hair to back, from breast to ass. Their tongues battling each other, rubbing against one another, saliva mixing. Finally their hand found a resting place, her hands, her nails dug tinny moon shaped holes in his back as his hands were placed on her hips, massaging them while he softly, carefully penetrated inside of her. His member was thick, swollen and felt like it was to big for the small opening. But he didn't mind hurting her, she didn't mind that he was hurting her. The pain was a pain that she had been searching, it was a good pain to ease her mind, to empty everything. From her mind to her heart. Every time he moved inside of her he made little things fleet from her heart, till only a shell was left. He numbed her and that was a reason why she came back, every day and almost every night.

He made her forget, the pain and the sickening feeling he gave her… made her forget.


The police had taken her to the little office they had on the first floor.

"are you going to tell us what you were going to do with the gun?"

"why were you trying to shoot him!"

They screamed at her but she just sat there, staring into space, they had slapped her in the face, kicked her in the shins, they even tried to spook her, to provoke her by calling her names by touching her breasts, but to none she reacted.

"what's wrong with her?"

They just looked at her for a moment, and then they whispered to each other.

"can I have my phone call?"

The officers literally jumped at the sound of her voice. With wide eyes they looked at her, one scratching the top of his head with his index finger.

"what are you looking at? I want my damn phone call!"

The men in police uniform did as she asked, well more demanded and gave them her communicator. She gladly took it and pressed speed dial. It lasted a minute or two before anybody answered.

"yeah?"

"hi, it's Faye…could you come and pick me up? I'm in the Holy Heart Clinic of Mars, second door to the right on the first floor, o yeah, can you bring some cash to bale me out? That would be most pleasant." she said this, gave him a little smile and then hung up. She knew she had probably left him speechless and she knew he probably wouldn't come to bale her out.

Their relationship had weekend over the past 2 years. Yes, it had been this long, the fact that only now she had received a call from a living and breathing Vicious was probably the cause of the cryogenic sleep they had put him in. At least that is what she thought. she knew that doctors used the cryogenic sleep more and more these days, just because they were to lazy to operate or they were just too busy. I other words, he was in a cryogenic sleep and they had just recently got him out. She hoped it was only that.

But now she sat there, in the second room on the right on the first floor, waiting for jet to come and bale her out. He would never come. If she knew this why had she called him in the first place? 'cause she had nobody else to come for her. Pretty pathetic no? a grown woman and the only friend, if she could even call jet this way, was a balding man with no money, a rusty ship to call his home and most of all he was a bounty hunter. She should try and talk to jet again, be close to him as in the first two months after Spikes dead. It's not like they talked, she was just there, she was there when he silently asked her to be there, and he was there for her when she silently asked him to be there for her. She would never, ever ask him out loud to be there for her. She would never ask him for anything out loud if it involved her well-being, her personal matters, her feelings. For money or food or shelter, she would ask him immediately but to ask him if he would be a father for her… she would never ask him.

She silently waited and tried to remember the time with Jet for the past 2 years. The only times she remembered where the first two months and the times after that when she was sober or around him. Ashamed she had to admit that those times were rare times and times that only occurred once or twice a month. Yes, she was ashamed. Only now she knew that she had hurt Jet and now, for this moment she dared to say she cared. But this would probably be the last time today, after these newfound thoughts she had to get a drink and she knew, one drink would not be enough.

"Faye?"

"o hey Jet. Bale me out will ya?"

"why should I?"

"because you're my friend."

"really?"

She sighed, he wanted to here her say it, how hard it even was to let those words come out of her mouth she had to say them.

"Jet, look I'm sorry I've been such a jerk towards you, it was inconsiderate of me to not think of your feelings and I promise you I will explain my behaviour towards you later, much later. But for now I can only ask you to be a friend and to bale me out, I will explain this situation much later. So to make a long story short I'm sorry." Jet looked at her, mused by this. He wondered how long she had studied this little drama act she had put on.

"now get me the hell out of here!"

"are you going to drink when we're back?"

"probably"

"promise me you won't drink and I will bale you out."

She groaned and muttered the words yeah yeah.

Guess she wouldn't be drowning it all away tonight

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