The Replacement
Charlie sat alone in the jungle with his back against a tree. He'd picked out a pretty good place for himself. After walking for about a day and a half, he'd come across a huge lake in the middle of no where, and decided to make it his own.
He built himself a hammock out of veins between two trees and covered it with blankets for a bed. He stored his guitar and the duffle bag of food and cloths he'd brought with him inside a whole that at in the trunk of a very old tree.
Because all of the stuff from his shelter had been left with Claire, he didn't really have much to make it with. He decided that when it stormed, he would just go under the waterfall and wait it out.
He'd been sitting for a while, trying to think of a way to keep himself occupied. He went through the list of things he'd already done in his mind. Eat breakfast, done. Play his guitar, done, try to write, done, take a piss, done.
There wasn't really much else too do. Then it dawned on him. After all, it had been about two days since he left the camp, and the trip there had been pretty grueling, plus all the work it took to set up his new home.
As he dug into reached into the whole in the tree and unzipped the duffle bag, he wondered why he hadn't thought of this sooner. He rummaged through the pockets until he found a bar of soap and zipped it back up before heading out to the lake.
It was still early in the day, and the clear, blue water was sparkling in the sun light. Charlie kicked off his shoes at the edge and pulled off the few bracelets, rings and the neckless he'd been wearing. He tucked his jewelry inside his shoes and began to undress.
The thought of him being watched did not occur, so he removed his cloths freely. That is until he had begun to unbutton his pants, and he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat from a distance.
Startled, he looked up quickly, looking around paranoidly to see who had mad the sound. His eyes fell upon a young women who stood in an opening on the other side of the lake, witch was about two yards from where he was.
"Good morning" He greeted, not at all embarrassed as he re buttoned his genes. "You too" The girl replied with a smile, the kind you get when your embarrassed but you don't want to show it. Charlie recognized her from the beach, but until now this was the first time the two of them had spoken.
"Why are you all the way out here?" He questioned after a moment, remembering the distance he'd walked to get to the lake. "I got tired of the beach. Then I got tired of the caves. So I thought I'd find a place for myself" She explained with a casual shrug, leaning back against a tree.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you, but this lake happens to be mine" He explained jokingly as he pulled his shirt back on. "Oh really?" She questioned, raising a skeptic eye brow. "Yep, Lake Charlie." He confirmed with a laugh. The girl laughed as well.
"Well, then, Charlie, keeper of the lake, how about you let me rent this side?" The girl suggested, taking a few steps forward. "I don't think that's a good idea" He replied with a midl sigh. "Oh, and whys that?" She questioned with a catlike smile. "Because you'd have a highly dangerous drug addict as a neighbor" He explained bluntly. At first she laughed.
"Oh...your serious" She concluded after a moment, chewing on her lower lip. "Well, not quite" He noted, crossing his arms as he leaned back against a tree. She gave him a curious look that told him to continue. He wasn't sure why she wanted to know, but, for some reason, he was very compelled to tell her.
to be contenuied...
Hey guys, new story. Not extremly long, but I've divided it up into really small parts so it will take less time to post. I'm still working on Sivlized, just incase your curious. But the idea for this popped into my head and I just had to write it down! Well, hope you enjoyed so far :D
