CHAPTER#7 SHADOWS IN THE NIGHT
MIMES POV
The week went by too fast for me. Everything was a blur. Well, almost everything. I was enjoying my time with Dally. He now came to my work, accompanied by Two-Bit, to walk me and Bubbles home. Rikki and Johnny were hitting it off just fine. They were dating now. Me and Rikki were now on a mission to hook up Frankie and Soda then Bubbles and Two-Bit. I know were evil.
It's Wensday night already, I still had a few tables to clean. Two-Bit had shown up early to get Bubbles. Me and Mr.Smith told her to go home, we could handle the clean up on our own.
"Are those to dating yet?" Mr.Smith asked as Bubbles walked down the street and out of sight.
"No! But me and Rikki will have them dating if it's the last thing we do." I smiled.
Mr.Smith laughed at that. The man had a good since of humor.
"So, you guys got another gig any time soon?" He asked.
"Why? You looking to take your wife out again?" I smiled.
"As a matter of fact yes. Our anniversary is next weekend. And we haven't been out in a long time. So now we're trying to get every weekend or so." He answered now rolling silverware while I wipped down the last of the tables.
"Well the guy at the club said we got ourselves a job every weekend. I guess he liked it that much." I laughed.
"Good for you. Your parents will be proud to hear it. When do you talk to them anyways?" He asked calmly.
"Oh...uh...I don't talk to my folks that much anymore. Thier real busy people and all...but I write them all the time." I said fake smiling.
"Thats good." He said nicely. Then the back phone started to ring. "Thats probably my wife. Can you finish up here while I take that?" He asked.
"Sure, no problem." I said.
As soon as Mr.Smith was out of sight I grabbed a bag and threw up. The mention of my parents being nice people made me sick. But Mr.Smith didn't know that. He was one of those people that had a great family, and believes all families are like that. Perfect.
"My parents are far from perfect." I said with such a lack of emotion in my voice that it scared me.
"Sorry. Amy's sick. I gotta go home and take her to the hospital. Think you can lock up?" Mr.Smith asked handing me the keys to the store.
"Yeah. I'll just finish this and wait outside for Dally. I hope Amy gets better." I said as he rushed out the door.
Amy was his little daughter. She was a real sweet kid. But she got sick so easily. I felt bad for the kid. But I knew how it was. Me and Rikki are like that too. We get sick too easily. And we never get just a cold or a fever. We usually need serious medical help. I started to hum 'Don't cry.' Ever since Dally heard it it was stuck in my head. And the more I hummed it, the less I hated people hearing it. But it still brought back horrible memories.
"Singing without me?" A voice sid behind me making me jump.
"Winston! I swear I will beat you senseless for doing that." I screamed at him.
"Oh calm down. And why do you always call me by my last name when I do soemthing wrong?" He laughed.
"Cuz it gets your attention don't it?" I said angrily.
"So where's your boss?" Dally asked.
"Oh, he had to leave early. His little girl Amy's sick again. Needs to go to the hospital. So I get to lock up tonight. I'll only be another minute k? Just sit and wait for a sec." I explained then went back to work.
I put the silverware in the waitress station, then grabbed some clean plates and cups to put on the tables so the morning crew would have an easier time. Alls that was left was to fill up the sugar containers and straw holders.
"Need help?" Dally asked.
"No I got it." I smiled.
I went back to pouring the sugars.
"Gimme that. Go finish something else." Dally said taking the sugar away from me.
"I said I got it." I said.
"Well if i do this and you do something else we can leave sooner." He answered calmly.
"Fine. But your not getting paid for it." I said honostly and refilled the straw holders.
They were always empty at the end of the day. Old ladies would come in and fill thier purses with them. Stingy people. I wanted to smack some of them. Straws like ours cost 25 cents a box, and the box contained about a thousand.
"Done. I just gotta clock out and put the aprons in the washer and we can go." I called out to Dally.
He follwed me back and watched. I clock out and in machine was real odd. You had to stick in your time card and pull the crank then put your time card in the slot. Tomorrow was payday though. SO that meant new time cards. Which meant I had to take all the time cards and put them in Mr.Smiths office.
"Stealing time cards?" Dally asked as he watched me grab them all.
"Nope. Gotta put them in Mr.Smiths office. Tommorows pay day. Best day of the week if you ask me." I grinned walking back to his office.
"That it?" Dally asked.
"Be patient will ya? I gotta put the aprons in the washer." I said walking back a little more.
Past the kitchens and dishwaser to the dark part of the resturant, I hit the light switch and began loading the weeks worth of aprons and hand towels into the washer. It was a gaint of a machine. But after it washed everything it dryed them. I thought that was pretty cool. After I had all of them in I now tried to untie mine to throw into the wash. But once again it looked like i was gonna need help. Bubbles usually helped me in and out of my apron, but she had already left for home.
"Hey, wanna give me a hand?" I asked Dally.
"Your kidding me? You can't untie that?" Dally laughed.
"No, stop laughing it ain't funny. Will you just untie it, please. So we can go home already." I asked in a sorta whinning voice.
"Fine. Geez, there, was that so hard?" He asked lifting the apron off my head and throwing it in with the rest.
"Nope. Thanks." I smiled and started the wash.
Then it was out the door. Fisrt of coarse I had to shut of all the lights and leave. That was the problem. I made sure the doors and windows were locked and boarded, but I made Dally turn off the last light, locked the door and walked a little quickly away from the building.
"What was that all about?" Dally asked when he caught up with me.
"Just couldn't wait to get out of there." I lied.
"Uh huh. You afraid of the dark or something?" He asked.
"No!" I defended myself.
I really wasn't afraid of the dark. But something wierd always happenes when I make a room go dark. Like if I blow out the candle or hit the light switch. I wasn't gonna tell that to anybody. If I turned off the light like I said, I would see the shadow or shillouette of a person standing there in the middle of the room. It scared the living hell out of me. Becuase everyone in the room with me would see it. So every night when I went to sleep Bubbles or Rikki or even Frankie would shut my light off for me.
"Yeah right. C'mon you can tell me if your afraid of the dark." Dally teased.
"I ain't a child scared of the dark okay! I just don't like turning the lights off and making it dark!" I said angrily and walked ahead of him.
The guy was cute and could be nice, but he didn't understand and he teased to much. He liked to push your buttons. And I couldn't stand it. He ran to catch up to me. My little outburst shocked him frozen or something.
"Hey. I wasn't trying to piss you off or nothin'." Dally said.
"Yeah whatever. Look. I'm just not in the mood for bullshit right now. I'm tired and achy." I sighed.
"Alright. But don't take it out on me. I won't put up with it." Dally warned.
"And I won't put up with bullshit." I said.
"Deal." He grinned.
We walked in silence for a little while longer. Smoking our cigarettes as we went.
"So whats achy?" Dally said suddenly.
"My back. Lifting up those bus bins is killing me." I grinned.
"Your too young to have a achy back." Dally laughed.
"Ain't too young. I just have bad bones is all." I defended myself.
I hated how people used to tell me and Rikki we were too young to have bad bones, and too young to have heart problems. But the truth is when it comes to dieseas it don't look at age, just genes. Me and Rikki got alot in common. Thats why we're good friends. We both have bad bones from lack of calcium cuz we're alergic to milk. We both have a bad heart, bad lungs, bronchidus, neurological problems. You name it we got it. Not bad stuff like Aids or nothin' like that.
But we don't bitch about it or nothin'. We just deal with it. simple as that. I can never stand people who have a heart problem and say 'pity me'. Fuck pity is what I say. Pity won't get you anywhere in life, and it won't doanything for you but have people feel sorry for you for a little while then get annoyed with you until your all alone with no one to pity you but yourself.
"Arn't we a pair? You don't like putting up with bullshit, but i'm the biggest bullshitter in this town. And I won't put up with people taking thier anger out on me, and you have anger issues or something." Dally grinned.
"I can hear the wedding bells now." I said sarcastically.
Dally laughed hard at this one. Thats one reason I really liked the guy. We had the same opinion on love and marrige. Love don't exist, and you only get married becuase no one else will date ya'. I don't believe in love for one reason. Love is supposed to start in your family, and mine never had any, there fore, it doesn't exist. I like Dally's opinion on it though. Love is something you say to a girl when your desperate to get laid.
"Kid your alright." Dally laughed.
"Don't call me a kid." I said tiredly.
"Why not?" Dally asked.
"Becuase your datin' me. It sounds gross. Besides. I'm not a kid. Never have been, probably never will be." I said truthfully.
"You were a kid at one point, everyone was." Dally laughed.
"I was a child. Never a kid. Thanks for walking me home. I'll see ya' later." I said giving him a quick kiss and walking up my porch steps and into my house.
DALLY'S POV
What did she mean by that? "I was a child. Never a kid."
I had the idea that there was something about these girls they weren't tellin' us. But what? I had to find out. No one gets scars like that from a cat. All of them said they wrote to thier parents, but I checked thier mail before they came home, thier parents never wrote back. Somethings up.
And why is she so touchy about being called a kid? She's only sixteen. She's still a kid.
"And I'm dating her. There is something wrong with me. I can get into serious trouble for this." I said to myself.
I was about to walk away from the house when I heard someone yell.
"Bubbles! Bubbles come quick!" Frankie yelled.
I ran into the house without knocking.
"Whats wrong?" I asked.
"It's Rikki and Mime. Rikki's lips are turning blue, and Sephy just passed out the minute she walked in." Frankie was crying.
Bubbles was already leaning over Rikki checking to make sure she had a heartbeat. Then she checked Mime and felt both thier foreheads.
"Fucking shit. Frankie, I need you to calm down. Frankie!" Bubbles tried but Frankie was freaking out really bad.
"I can help." I said. "What do you need?" I asked.
"I need to get them in the car and too the hospital. Thier burning up." Bubbles said calmly picking up Rikki.
I took Mime and we headed to the hospital.
"Mime and Rikki get sick real easy. Thier immune system is...well...there's not much there. They get sick real easy. It was chily out the other night and they weren't wearing warm cloths like idiots." Bubbles explained on the way there.
"I thought you guys were joking about that." I said truthfully.
"I ain't joking. Rikki and Mime can get sick by taking a warm shower and step out and it's too cold. It's happened before . No lie." Bubbles said.
"How come your so calm, but Frankie's not?" I asked.
"Frankie doesn't take things like this too well. She scares easily and junk. Alright, go get a doctor while I try to get them into a wheel chair." Bubbles said pulling up to the emergency entrace.
It wasn't hard to find a doctor. I told him what happened and he came out with two nurses and wheel beds. He asked if they did drugs or not and Bubbles told him no. After that Bubbles said that I was Mime's older brother and that she was Rikki's sister so that we could go back with them and be there when they woke up.
I never seen so many shots and tubes in my life. They injected both of them with some pain killers, then hooked them up to I.V's filled with blood and a clear liquid.
"Thier anemic, not enough blood. And thier dehydrated so thats what the clear stuff is, protiens and electrolytes and stuff." Bubbles explained to me.
"Your used to this I take it?" I asked.
"Unfortunately, when it comes to these two, you have to get used to it." Bubbles said sadly.
Okay. I know it was a short chapter and stuff. But it's going to start talking about thier pasts more and stuff. Don't worry. Rikki and Sephy arn't in any real danger. They just get sick and stuff okay. But they'll be fine. review.