Yes, Im posting at midnight, because sleep is for losers... and I slept in this morning... and I had a shit ton of coffee... ._.
OKAY First of all (You may skip this one if you want to) I haven't been answering to reviews. And it's sad because I love doing that. SO, Im going to do so now!
Leafs-Nation: Why thank you very much! I've actually been meaning to read, "You're the Salvation," But I haven't gotten to it yet! I've really been meaning to though. I'll get on that as soon as I can. guys, This guy is one of the best writers I've read on this site! He gets away with shit I never would! You should go check him out! you wont regret it!
PeanutFangirl: ROBIN BACK IN (Fun fact: I'm batman she's Robin. Which also means, I'm Lee and She's Duck. We both die the same way and traumatize people close to us while doing so! *High five*) I jst want to thank you! you've been so supportive and it means the world to me! She and I have been working on a fic of our own! It's titled, "It All Went Wrong." I was forced to take a break from it but we recently updated! you should go check it out! we would appreciate it!
Kristal-Dynamite: yesh, poor Omid. It'll get worse. I also want to thank you for the support! You've been awesome girl! Since day three! She's also a fabulous writer as well! You should go check her out! She's really great! Her constant, fabulous compliments always make my day!
Z0mb3xoir: Yes, I am cruel! I know it! I'm just a tease! He (I know I keep saying this) Is a great writer as well! He's a supporter too and I'm very grateful for it! Thanks for reviewing!
SORRY IF I MISSED ANYONE!
Well, I hope you guys are looking forward to Omids return (He's actually really fun to write with) And please review! They make me happy! And I am not offened by an criticism you may imply!
WOW THAT WAS A LONG INTRO!
ONTO THE STURY!
I couldn't go back to sleep after Omid had come to the room. After I was sure he had snuck out of the house and back to the shed, I quickly went to Sarah's room and knocked on the door. She it didn't take her long to open it. She seemed surprised that It was me and not her dad or maybe Rebecca. I smiled at her, a smile that she returned. She opened the door a bit wider and let me in. I closed it again behind me. I looked around her room, at all the dew candles that were burning and how the shadows of everything defined the cabin in a spooky manner.
"I thought you were asleep," Sarah said which made my attention move to her, "I saw Nick carry you upstairs."
"I was," I removed my hat and ran a hand through my hair, "Just woke up about half an hour ago."
"Oh," She said, "My dad and the others are still downstairs."
"I know," I mumbled, "I just wanted to check on you. How you doing?"
"I'm fine!" She chirped up her usual positive attitude, "But, umm-" She hesitated.
"Yes?" I urged her to continue.
"That guy," She said, "The one we have out in the shed, you know him, don't you?"
"Yes," I told her, "From a long time ago."
"He's not," She looked away, "He's not bad, right? Like, he's not like Carver?"
I shook my head, "From what I remember, he's a good guy. Don't worry about him doing anything."
She nodded in understanding, "Thanks Clem."
I smiled, "Of course!" I looked at the door, "I'm gonna go now, okay?"
"Alright," I opened the door to leave, "Night Clem."
"Night," I responded.
I took a deep breath and debated on going back to bed. Deciding that I couldn't, I quietly tip toed my way downstairs, I glanced around, trying to notice every little thing I could. I looked at the entrance to the kitchen and placed my ear to the kitchen door. Every group member but Sarah and myself was in there debating about what to do with our guest of honor. I listened to my friends argue about Omids fate. I took a breath and was ready to push the door open, but I heard Rebecca scream.
"This is stupid! Why are we even talking about this?!" She hissed at her friends and made the same claims that she had before.
"Because it's safer this way." Luke said again, for what must've been the fifth time that night.
"But safer for who?" Nick had the same response to that sentence as he did before.
There was a brief pause, as if Luke was considering what he had just heard. I was starting to think they had just decided to call it a night and sleep on it, but I heard Luke sadly say, "Maybe Rebecca is right."
"You bet your ass I'm right!"
"Now hold on a moment! We don't even know this guy!" Pete interrupted, "Maybe he can be helpful!"
"Yeah," Nick put on a sarcastic tone of voice, "Maybe. He could also maybe be with Carver, or maybe be a bandit, I'm not gonna have my kid be around that. I'm not gonna risk my kid being around that."
"Nick," Luke said simply, "Now's not the time to be all father like. We need-"
"Now is exactly the time to be all father like!" Nick cut in and added, "What we decide now, is going to effect that little girl of mine! And I'll be damned before I let anything happen to her because we were stupid!"
"That little girl is not yours," Carlos said, "I'm sorry Nick, but it's true. She can clearly take care of herself."
Nick hissed, "That little girl is mine just as much as Sarah is yours!"
"I'm Sarah's dad," Carlos argued.
I heard Nick let out a breath, "Well I'm the closest she's got. And even if I wasn't, I would still be just as concerned."
I smiled at that. I knew that big softie cared. As much as Nicks words touched me, I sensed the beginning of a long fight coming on. I took a breath and didn't even hesitate to open the door. I put on a clueless face and smiled at my friends. Nick came up my me and messed my hair up. I struggled to get out of his grasp and when I finally did I rubbed my scalp. I hate it when she does that.
"What're you doing up, baby girl?" He asked and put his hand on my left cheek. He caressed my cheek with his thumb.
I smiled before responding, "I just wanted a drink."
"Luke," Nick turned to his friend, "Get her one?" Nick turned back to me, "You should be in bed."
"I think I got my fill," I chuckled.
Nick opened his mouth to say something, but before anyone could do anything a scream had emerged from outside. Everyone's head snapped in the direction of the sound, but Luke was the first to react. he yelled at us to follow him as he grabbed his machete. Everyone, even Rebecca, ran to the shed to check on my friend. When we finally reached the doors, Luke fumbled with the lock and finally managed to get the shed open. What I saw startled me.
Omid struggled to free a hammer from a dead guys head. Once he finally got it out, he took in many deep breaths. If his lungs had hands, I'm sure they would be trying to grasp air. He turned and looked at us with his dark brown eyes. Alright, he's pissed off.
"What the hell happened?!" Luke asked
"YOU LOCKED ME IN A FUCKING SHED!" Omid yelled, "WHAT DID YOU THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?!"
Luke flinched at his words and noticed the shorter man clenching his arms close and what was left of the supplies on the work bench, "You patched yourself up?"
Nick noticed this too, "Where did you get that stuff?"
"Did he steal from us?" Rebecca joined in on the questions.
"Can you really blame him if he did?" Pete mumbled under his breath, probably thinking no one heard him.
He looked at me, "I didn't do it alone."
All eyes met me as my shoulders slumped down. Luke made a sad face while Rebecca was just mad. Hormones and all. Nick gave me that, "Im not mad, just disappointed" look. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I recognized it as Pete. I looked at Omid, thinking of the words that just came out of his mouth.
I will remember that.
Carlos took Omid to stitch his arm properly. Carlos recognized the bottle of hydrogen peroxide and quickly assumed I gave it to him. I knew that it was Sarah, and later I'll ask her about what must've been a short interaction with him. The older girl stood tall and tried to take responsibility for what she did, which I usually would've allowed, but I made her shut her mouth and handled with Carlos yelling at me for what seemed like hours. Sarah mumbled a thanks and went back upstairs so she could sleep. Shortly after, Luke handed a bowl of oatmeal to me and suggested that I give it to Omid. Which I accepted. This would finally give us time to talk.
I walked in and heard Carlos scolding him for what he had done and warning him to stay away from Sarah. After he was done with his lecture (And Carlos had bad ones) He left the room leaving the Persian man and myself alone. I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly, "I have some food if your hungry," I offered.
He looked back at me and that's when I noticed the bags under his eyes. He looked absolutely exhausted. To put it nicely, he looked like someone who was beaten with a metal pole, except less bloodier. He slowly walked over to me and grabbed the bowl. I followed him to the table and sat across from him. I scooted my chair in and he shoved mouthfuls of food in all at once. Under normal circumstances I would probably laugh, but he looks like he hasn't eaten in days.
I broke the silence, "So," I glanced at his arm, "That's going to leave a pretty gross scar."
He shrugged, "I've had worse."
"Oh," I said, kinda monotone, "So, how've you been?"
He just stared at the hardwood table. His eyes skimmed over to me, "You first."
"Huh?" I asked
He moved his bowl and placed his elbows on the table, "Over these past two years, you've been with these people?"
"Yeah," I nodded, "After Savannah, after," I swallowed, "After Lee, I ran into Luke and Nick. Luke is the one with the machete and Nick is-"
"the one who almost shot me in the face," He interrupted.
I pulled of a cheesy, nervous laugh, "Yeah, well, Nick is known to go off every once in awhile." My eyes dropped as I thought of the reason, "We... We had a bad situation once."
I haven't thought about Helena in awhile. I missed her. She was a pretty remarkable woman. It's crazy, but if she hadn't died, I'm sure she would've been like a grandmother/aunt to me. Helena's death still is hitting Nick pretty hard. Helena had filled the role of a mother and father. Pete helped, but I know that Nick had a large part of himself from the black haired woman who had birthed him.
Omid shook his head, "We all have. It really isn't an excuse anymore."
I crossed my arms and set them on the table, "I've just been with them ever since," I changed the subject, not wanting my first real conversation with Omid to turn into an argument.
He continued eating
"Alright cat man," I said with a light smile, "Your turn."
Yes, I know I'm evil for leaving it there. But it will be the first thing you read in the next chapter! And I already passed my Word limit for the story (It's usually 1500 and this chapter is 1700)! Be happy :D
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BATMAN OUT ;)