Behind red tinted cellophane chapter 4
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It had been 2 days since the incident with the headphones had happened, and Reject was becoming increasingly depressed. She spent the last 48 hours on the couch doing nothing…just lying on the couch staring at the ceiling, unable to shut out the noise of the world.
Then suddenly the door to the apartment opened and BB walked in looking as stoic as usual. The door slammed shut and B walked into the living room toward Reject, Reject flinch slightly when she felt his hand on her should.
"…I need you to stay in my room for tonight" he said in a bland and unemotional tone removing his hand from her shoulder and motioning her to follow him. She complied with his request, getting up off the dirty couch and following him down the hallway.
His room looked like any other males room, clothes and other miscellaneous items were strewn all over the floor and the window had been covered in black plastic.
"Stay in this room, don't make a sound and don't come out until I come and get you" B said with a serious tone before turning and leaving the room.
"Wait B, what's going on?" Reject asked and before B shut the door. B stood outside the door and sighed.
"…I have company coming over and I don't want you embarrassing me" B said in a wistful tone before shutting the door to the room leaving Reject feeling incredibly irritated.
She let out a heavy sigh before settling her down on B's bed. She leaned back to lie on the mattress which to her felt 10 times more comfortable then the couch. She closed her eyes and listened to all the noises that emanated from down the hall.
A few minutes later she heard the front door to the apartment open and the sound of many foot steps entering the living room. There was laughing and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol made its way down the hall and into the small bedroom.
Reject's nose wrinkled at the disgusting smell so she rolled over and buried her face in the sheets and soon discovered a new smell. She could not believe that BB smelled this good, the husky smell of his sweat with a hint of sweetness. This was a big surprise to her because she never thought of B like that because even she knew B would never love her let alone a anyone else.
Reject continued to lay there taking in the sent of "Ode De Le BB" until she heard the door to the room open quite suddenly causing Reject to jump and nearly fall off the bed.
She turned half expecting to see B standing there with strange look on his face, wondering just why the hell was she sniffing his sheets, but instead a different person stood in the doorway. His hair was cut very short and his face was almost perfectly round and he wore navy blue pin-striped business suit.
"Well now, he didn't tell me he had a chick livin' in this shit hole" the man said in a very rough voice and it was clear that Reject immediately disliked this man and shuffled back against the wall.
"Your not suppose to be in here" Reject said coldly glaring up at the man from her spot on the bed as she crouched down defensively.
"You can't tell me what to do bitch" more cursing, it was amazing how Reject seemed to dislike him more every time this man opened his mouth and it was quite obvious from his speech that he had never received any form of education.
"If you don't leave now, you will regret it" Reject threatened her shoulders hunched as crouched down on the bed taking an ever more defensive stance.
"Heh! you gonna try and stop me!" the man laughed as he took a step forward pulling a gun out from his coat. Reject arched her back in a more aggressive manner and was ready to pounce on her assailant when suddenly there was a there was a strange slicing noise.
Then suddenly the man dropped his gun and grabbed his wrist and Reject took a closer look to find that the man's hand had been cut off and was now on the ground still firmly gripping the gun.
"Naughty, naughty Francis" an icy cold voice sounded from behind the man which caused Reject to shutter slightly. she looked up to see B standing just in the doorway holding a meat cleaver and grinning like a wild animal at the now maimed man.
"Do not touch what does not belong to you" B said suddenly pulling a sharpened letter opener from out of his back pocket and stabbing the man in the side. The man fell to the ground as blood instantly gushed from the wound in his side, which was a disgusting brown color.
"Well now...looks like I stabbed you in the liver hehehe it is going to be a long and painful death for you" B cackled bearing his sharp pointy teeth and glaring red eyes down at his victim.
"You're gonna pay for this! As soon as my boss finds out-"
"You're boss as well as the other men that worked for him are already dead"
"N-no…No! Your lying you bastard!"
"Oh, but it is true Francis…and you will join them soon enough"
"NOOOOOOOOO!!"
The man on the ground wailed in agony as the putrid brown blood pooled around him. After a few minutes the man stopped moving altogether and then B stepped over him and walked over to Reject, the sinister look on his face being replaced with a look of mild concern.
"Are you alright?" he asked in an unemotional tone of voice. Reject nodded quietly and B turned back to the man on the and he reached down to grab one of his legs and started dragging him out of the room leaving Reject by herself for a few moments before returning again.
"Ok, I am going to lock this door…do not unlock it and do not leave this room, understand" he said closing the door and quickly locking it before Reject could respond. And so she was alone again in the room.
She let out another heavy sigh and laid back down on the bed, and then remembering the smell of sheets she rolled over and buried her face in them again and inhaled that delicious smell of sweat and strawberries...