Chapter 4: Lost

Johnny rolled up to the garage that Pretty Boy owned in Bohan, the bike mechanic was disfigured from a hammer that Billy Gray had hit him in the face with a year before. Johnny got off Clay's bike and walked into the shop, he looked at the not so pretty gearhead. "Hey Pretty Boy. Do you have me a new bike?" Johnny asked Pretty Boy. "Right here. A brand new Hexer, just like your old one. Custom built and sharp as a knife." Pretty Boy replied. Johnny handed him the roll of bills that Terry had given him a few days ago for the drug deal. "Don't spend it all on makeup." Johnny told him with a slight sense of sarcasm. Johnny got on the bike and started it up, it purred like a kitten. Johnny revved up the bike and shifted it into first, he rode out of there increasing his speed and shifting gears with his feet. Johnny was haunted by the events that lead to the Lost's downfall, he wished he could've been a better leader. He told himself constantly that the ship was sinking whem he took over, but didn't believe it.

Johnny rolled up to a liquor store in Algonquin, he parked his bike and shut it off. Johnny got off his bike and walked in the store, he walked to the beer fridge and grabbed a case of long neck Pisswassers. He walked up to the counter and approached the clerk. "This all for you?" The miserable looking clerk asked. "Pack of Redwoods." Johnny replied. The clerk grabbed a pack from the overhead cigarette rack over the counter, he rang them and the beer up and Johnny pulled out some money. The door opened and Niko walked in, he grabbed a bottle of vodka off the nearest shelf and approached the counter. He saw Johnny and greeted him. "Hey, Johnny." Niko told him. Johnny turned around and spotted Niko. "Hey, man. Funny seeing you here." Johnny replied. "What are you doing in Algonquin?" Niko asked Johnny. "This is the best Liquor store between here and Alderney, I come here a lot." Johnny replied. "What about you?" Johnny asked in response. "I am picking up a little something. It's just a good day to drink." Niko replied. "Hey, listen. I own half a stake in a bar. Come down there sometime and have a drink. I'll give you a discount." Niko told Johnny. "Okay, man. Sure." Johnny replied. The two men paid for their booze and left the store.

Johnny Rolled up in front of his run down shack of a house in Alderney, he turned off his bike and got off. He unstrapped the bungee straps that held the beer onto the bike and grabbed the box, Johnny lit a cigarette as he walked through the door. Ashley sat naked in a chair in the kitchen, her scrawny body was appealing to Johnny's meth addled mind. Ashley at one time was a very attractive woman, she had B cup breasts but a model's body. He didn't mind her boniness or meth sores anymore, he kissed her before taking the meth pipe she held in her right hand. Johnny lit the bottom of the bowl melting the resin and took a big hit, he coughed and gagged as the high took hold. Johnny grabbed Ashley and stood her up, he kissed her passionately and laid her down on the floor. He started to eat her out, Ashley moaned and Johnny kept going. Johnny unzipped his pants and got on top of Ashley, he entered her and started pumping. Ashley moaned and panted, She wrapped herself around Johnny as he continued plowing her. They both came quick, they weren't concerned with pleasing each other. After they had sex, Johnny stood up and zipped his pants. Ashley passed out and Johnny opened a beer and chugged the bottle, After chugging eleven beers and taking four meth hits Johnny passed out beside Ashley.