Tired Radio
.:Squirrel Tamer:.
:.-Chapter Three-.:
The chilled air cut through Tootie and her shaking body protested at being pushed beyond its limits while she ran. But she wouldn't stop. How could she? She didn't want Vicky to find her, didn't want to hear what the evil redhead had to say. It was all lies anyway, right? Tootie swallowed back tears. Yeah, it had to be lies, because Vicky never told the truth.
You're wrong, a small voice in the back of her mind nagged, she lies to adults, but never to you. She always told you and Timmy straight out. And she only lies to adults because they can't be trusted because they use their fists instead of their words. Mommies and daddies make the babies cry because the babies just want love and the mommies and daddies no longer have love to give...
"NO!" Tootie screeched and skidded to a halt, she bent down to cradle her head in her hands. "My parents didn't...they wouldn't...they'd never..."
But they had and Tootie knew it was true.
She was breaking down, her whole self finally crumbling. Brought down because of years of mistreatment from her sister, years of unreciprocated love from the only boy who'd ever stolen her heart and years of scorn from her fellow classmates who saw her as a pest and an easy target. She was only trying to get by. She was only trying to live. But nothing was right and everything was breaking. Her sister was still evil, but with good reason. Timmy would die the moment he awoke from his long slumber. And she'd never see her class again because she was now going off to play hero. Parts of her were happy, but parts of her were dying.
She was thirteen. She was too young to carry so much weight upon her shoulders. She didn't want to join a rebellion where she'd have to answer to a nagging lady known simply as PINK. She didn't want to be agent TOOT. She didn't want to have parents who had never told her anything. She didn't want to be kind to Vicky anymore. She was done.
"Don't move."
Her eyes widened and she almost screamed as something cold pressed against her temple.
"If you move I'll shoot."
Tears began sliding down her cheeks and she didn't know how she had the strength to stand anymore.
She felt something soft press against her cheek. Hot breath moved across her face and down her neck. A hand caressed the outside of her leg and slowly began sliding towards her inner thighs. She gasped.
"Shut-up, little girl." The angry voice threatened.
It was too much for her, too much for just one person to stand. She hated so many things in her life, but there was one thing she hated above it all...
"I'm so fuckin' sick of being afraid of everything!" She cried as she flung herself around and threw an enraged fist towards her attacker. She heard a crack as she made contact with his jaw. He fell back and lay upon the ground bleeding.
It had been one of the Overlords' soldiers. A faceless man who stirred no emotions within her. She felt no guilt in hitting him. He deserved what he got.
"Bravo." A sarcastic little voice whispered from nearby. Tootie whirled around ready to take out anyone else who tried to mess with her, but the voice only belonged to an evil older sister with fiery red hair and the ability to make Tootie miserable no matter what.
"Why did you follow me? I want you to go away. I'm not afraid of you anymore. I'm not afraid of anyone anymore." That was a lie and she knew it. She was always going to have some fear, but for once it would be fear for herself, a dark fear for her life and her world that she would attempt to overcome at every turn.
"Slow down, kiddo." Vicky said moving slowly towards her angry sister. "Look, I'm sorry if I said too much. I didn't mean to upset you. I just thought you'd want to know is all."
"I'm not upset." The lies were starting to come so easy. "I just didn't want to be around you anymore." Hmm... Not all lies apparently. "I hate you, Vicky."
Gawds that felt good. Tootie had been waiting years to say that to Vicky, but had never been brave enough. But she was broken and torn and she had just knocked a man to the ground and she was sick of being afraid all the time.
Her triumphant moment faded quickly as Vicky's face turned into a scowl. She snarled and leapt towards Tootie who screamed and closed her eyes, braced for the impact. But it never came.
She lifted an eyelid to see Vicky throwing fist after fist to the man who had tried to attack Tootie earlier. Tootie shivered. The man had moved from the spot he had fallen to.
He must have got up while you were talking. He must have got up and taken his gun and aimed and... Vicky saw. Vicky saw and she stopped him. Vicky saved your life...again.
"Here." Vicky's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked towards her sister and then down to her sibling's hand. In it was the soldier's gun. Vicky was trying to get Tootie to take it.
Tootie felt bile rise in her throat, but managed to swallow it back down. She took the weapon in her hand and pocketed it carefully. She then sunk to the ground and held her head in her hands. She was far beyond the breaking point. She was now over the deep end with absolutely no hope of going back.
"I'm sorry." Vicky's words sounded almost sincere and it was enough. Tootie stood shakily and threw her sister a small smile.
"I'm ready."
Vicky's next words were soft and low and if you listened close enough, filled with regret.
"I know."
:.-Scars Are Souvenirs-.:
"We sleep here tonight." Vicky said without emotion as she sat down upon the ground. They were behind an old warehouse, by a large trashcan and a few boxes littered the area. Tootie was exhausted, but unwilling to rest in such filthy conditions.
"But..." She began to protest, but Vicky shot her a glare. "Never mind."
Vicky sat down and motioned for Tootie to join her. The younger girl obliged and sat down behind her so that they were propped against each other's backs. They sat in silence for a few minutes feeling the rise and fall of each other's bodies as they breathed deeply and calmly. It was almost peaceful.
They had been walking all day. Vicky had led Tootie on a wild walk all around the city. She was now utterly lost as streets had eventually blended into one continuous road that stretched on into eternity. It was driving her mad.
Tootie's feet were aching and her eyelids were drooping and she felt herself beginning to drift off.
"You love him, right?" Vicky's words were oh so soft. Tootie slowly pried her eyes open.
"Hmm?" She wondered aloud.
"Timmy. You love him, right?"
What kind of question was that? Everyone knew how much she had obsessed over Timmy. Everyone knew she was head over heels in love with the boy. Why did Vicky even have to ask? It was common knowledge, no big secret.
"Yeah..." Her voice was hesitant. What was the evil sibling planning?
"All right. I guess we still have some hurdles to jump. But goodnight for now, kid."
Tootie was utterly confused, but she didn't question. She was far too tired to try and begin to tear down Vicky's words.
"Before you fall asleep I just want to let you know that I'm kind of proud of you." Vicky's words were strained and reluctant and Tootie could sense that they were difficult for the red-haired one to admit.
"But...Why?" Tootie questioned softly. Her energy was almost gone. She hardly had the strength to stay awake.
"Because you fought for yourself. Because you found the strength to defend yourself. Because you aren't as weak as I thought you were. Because...I don't know." Her voice grew quiet. "...Because you're my sister and even though I don't often show it, I do love you."
But Tootie was already asleep.
:.-Did You Lose Yourself-.:
A/N: Third of five parts.
Eek...sorry about the rapey part, but I needed to have Tootie defend herself against someone. Don't worry that's as sexual as this story gets.
Alisha120058: Heehee. Thanks again for the comment!
Ranma Matsuri: Sorry...but this story isn't going to go into the whole Overlord, saving Timmy and the world direction. If I ever get enough inspiration I'd sure like to give that one a try, but for now you get just a taste of that world and a sister story.
Mister Blue: I'm glad you're enjoying it. I hope it doesn't disappoint you.
Eternal Silence: Thanks for reading. And I'm glad you like the idea of a short little story on the sister's relationship. This was really fun to write.
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
