Thanks for the reviews guys. Once again sorry for the whole waiting thing. Anyway I own no one from PB yada yada. This chapter's short because from here on out the story really rolls. R and R. On with the show….
I woke up this morning feeling better than I have all week. The throbbing pain was gone and I could move,
really move without anything hurting. I also woke up alone. Riddick was gone and it kind of hit me weird. Not
sure why. It's not like I like him or anything. I did a couple of stretches and was feeling on top of the world. Too
bad I couldn't get the fucker back that stabbed me. Riddick did that for me. Heard it was nasty. I couldn't help
the little feeling of pride that hit me. I have got to stop thinking about that. Everything I think about turns back
into Riddick. I have no idea why, he's such an un-likable asshole. I turned to the food that Riddick left before he
left. My appetite was back and damn I was hungry. There was a piece of paper under the make-shift bowl and
reading it caused me to laugh and then worry a little.
Steel,
Watch your back next time I can't go around saving women. Might mess up my reputation. (I hope that was sarcasm) When you're ready come meet me on my side of the slam. Come ready to dance, I told you about the girl.
R
A man of such words astounds me. I read the note again and tried to figure out what "when you're ready
meant" I have a guess. Yep, he's a motherfucker to the 10th power. I have no intention of going anywhere near
"his" side of slam. Might be nice to slam dance with this bitch that has it out for me though. Maybe I'll go just to
be able to fuck her up. I'd never go to see Riddick. That's a laughable thought. I hurried and ate and then
grabbed my shivs. Time to sharpen up, and see what's been going on.