HEATH'S POV:
"What do you mean I can't go?"
I had been getting this question from Tyler for the umpteenth time today, and it was driving me mad. For the most part, I had been ignoring him, but now…
"Because I don't trust you."
"Heath, why?" Tyler asked meekly.
"I don't trust you around Beth."
"Why? Are you worried that I'm gonna have sex with her?!" He asked out of the blue. I immediately stopped what I was doing, turned, and gripped his shoulder tight.
"Yes." His blue eyes lit up with fear, and I could already feel the goosebumps forming on him. He seemed to realize, because he composed himself and spoke again.
"Heath, I'm asexual." I raised a brow.
"Really?"
"Yes, I promise I will not do anything to her. If I do, you have the permission to beat me like a mule." He said. I sighed.
"One gesture that I don't approve of and your ass is grass." His face lit up and nodded, then ran off to Beth I presumed.
TYLER'S POV:
The four of us sat around a lilac carpet on green armchairs. The room had a rather comfy feeling, which Beth said Heath always wanted a home like this, so he decorated like this. I couldn't blame him, as we all needed a comfy place in times like this. I stretched in my seat, feeling the soft fabric against the back of my head.
"So, what did you all do before this?" Beth asked.
"I was a high schooler of course, had some good friends that I lost, pretty regular." Drew said. I saw a bit of sadness in his eyes, most likely when he mentioned his pals. I could relate.
"I had a boyfriend that I met in a McDonalds. His family was here for his brother's birthday, and I accidently got the order wrong twice, and his mom started yelling at me until he came to my aid." Zoey explained. I remembered her boyfriend...and how he died.
"What was his name?" Beth asked. Zoey paused, most likely remembering his horrific fate.
"Paul." Hearing the strain in her voice, they moved onto Beth, who probably had the happiest life.
"I was the youngest, and had two brothers."
"I never knew you had a second brother." Drew said surprised.
"His name was Samson. I remember Heath looked up to him due to his accomplishments in sports."
"Heath looking up to someone? That's a shocker." Drew snidely replied.
"I'm not sure where he is, but Heath came back without him one day and said Samson got lost. His girlfriend left after."
"Wait, Heath had a girlfriend?" Zoey asked.
"Yeah, but I don't think he cared about her, it was just for show, in his words." Beth stopped there and turned to me, most likely asking about my past. My past was quite rough, so I quickly changed the subject.
"How about Truth or Dare?" I quickly said. Luckily, everyone agreed and we played a few rounds with truths and dares ranging from innocent to just plain bizarre. I actually remember due asking if I would lick Matt's stump, which I quickly denied. Soon, it was Beth's turn to be truth or dared again, and Zoey was asking.
"Beth? Truth or dare?" I realized Beth had never done a dare, and she seemed to read my mind because without thinking, Beth selected dare. Zoey's dare was rather uh…
"I dare you to kiss Tyler." My eyes widened so much that I think my eyelids were about to tear in half. However Beth turned beet red and without hesitation, planted one on my cheek. I thought it was over, but Drew spoke up.
"Come on, the lips!" I mentally cursed him, but Beth once again, without hesitation, planted one on my lips.
What a coincidence that Heath would walk in just at that moment.
MATT'S POV:
I had to go to the medical firm to get my stump cleaned and disinfected, and this is where I met two new people.
The first one was an asian man with blonde hair, probably dyed. He wore a heavy, red jacket with numerous pockets on the sides. He also had a thin mustache. The other was an elderly man, with grey hair combed forward and a large beard to match. He had a bistre brown coat on.
"Hey, you're the amputee!" The asian said. I sat on a makeshift operating table, which in reality was a bench with a white tarp over it. The elderly man studied the stump for a moment, then turned to me.
"Pardon Curtis, he gets too excited a lot." The man said, causing Curtis to give him a glare. The man then turned to me and squeezed the stump, causing a bit of pus to come out.
"Curtis, I need paper tape, scissors, gauze pads, some adaptic dressing, a water basin, and some ibuprofen." Curtis simply nodded, then strolled off.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Frank. Frank Polonsky."
"I'm Matt." I extended my hand. Frank simply gave me a look, which prompted me to retract. Curtis later returned with a large assortment of bandages and medicine. Frank glared at him.
"Where's the basin?
"Gwen and Phillip were busy helping Zeke, and I'm not allowed to operate the pump." Frank shrugged and began working on my stump.
"This is gonna take a while, so try relaxing." Frank said. I did just that.