Ok. In this chapter Laona and Errol's "relationship" gets a little more serious lol
BTW, the last names for Errol and Torn (Zamekhein and Jenn) belong to my friend AJMS. I'm giving credit for those last names. Yeah.
Once I reached the front of the Naughty Ottsil, I stopped, looking up at the huge ottsil sign. I took in a deep breath and walked in. Torn was turning up the volume on the bar's new large plasma TV they won during the races. That Blitz guy was on.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the rumors are true. The former mechanic for Krew's team, was murdered this morning. Jak Mar had found her body in the fetal position at the pumping station in Haven City. Apparently, there was some sort of struggle..."
Everyone listened, while I quietly slipped my arms past Jak's shoulders, and gently hugging him and kissing him on the cheek.
"The bruises confirm she was strangled, gagged, and the rest is too graphic to speak of on live television."
Jak flinched, holding my hand. Jak turned off the TV. When Torn glanced over at me, he stared. I felt his glare striking the side of my face. I looked at him, and glared right back at him. He walked up to me and touched my four head with two of his fingers. I rolled my eyes, letting to of Jak.
"What are you doing." I sighed.
Torn ignored my statement and kept on looking at my face. Jak turned around, seeing what was going on. His eyes widened in shock. "Your tattoos... They're gone." Torn said quietly, squinting, searching for a sign or a trace of them. But they were gone. I took Torn's hand and moved it away from my head and looked down. "How??" Jak blinked.
"Errol has strange powers now that he's alive. The precursors blessed him, or cursed him, in giving him abilities that are just unnatural."
Jak looked at me suspiciously.
"How'd you lose your tattoos?"
I glared at him sharply.
"I am not repeating myself."
Torn crossed his arms. He said, "So you're saying that when you touched Errol, his powers purified your body, and thus your tattoos were taken off?" Both me and Jak stared at him. I slowly nodded.
OMG he read me like a book!
"How'd you know?" I asked. He looked away, slightly surprised himself that he got it all right.
"I don't know."
He's so weird.
Jak shook his head, rolling his eyes.
"My my..." A familiar voice spoke.
We all turned around to see Razer. Torn tightened his fists and stood up as big as his 6 ft structure held. (Yes he's about 6 feet tall) "I heard about your mechanic Kiera's death this afternoon. Pity. She seemed to be good with vehicles." Jak jumped up, getting in Razer's face. "Her name is Kiera." He said threateningly. I took the blonde's hand and pulled him back. "Jak." I said quietly. Razer frowned, looking at me. "Don't ever look at Laona again you sick bastard. You are not welcome here." Torn barked, stepping in front of me. I smiled. I had two great, strong men. Razer chuckled under his breath.
"Listen. I just want to apologize for my actions."
"You're a wanted man, Razer. Besides, last time you 'apologized' you assaulted her. I hate to bring it up but it's true. I'm never going to let that happen again." Jak said. "You better get out of here before I make you." Torn followed on. I hugged Jak from the back, feeling his warmth. I smiled and closed my eyes. It was my way of thanking him. Razer wiped his smirk off his face.
"I heard my brother Errol is back."
I opened my eyes with my face neutral again. I felt the soft vibration from his chest when Jak spoke. "Yes, he is." He said quietly. Jak wasn't really liking the idea he was staying with us.
"I thought so."
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Torn asked impatiently. The green eyed man frowned. "Fine. This place is over-crowded in metal head trophies anyway. It's more like a museum in here anyway." Razer spoke in a little more of his French accent. He walked out as I let go of Jak. Torn picked up a bottle half full, and drank it in one breath, walking over on one side. Once he swallowed, he smashed the bottle, leaving shards of stained glass everywhere.
"You alright?" I asked. Torn didn't bother to look at me once he sat back down next to me. He just stared blankly at something close to him.
"Ever since that incident, I can't stand that man's presence."
He shrugged, closing his eyes. Jak started walking out.
"I'll be back."
"Where are you headin' of to?" I sighed, crossing my legs. "I need to pump for more information about Kiera's death." The blonde sighed, looking down with a saddened expression. He left the Naughty Ottsil silently, leaving us both just sitting there. A moment passed. "Thanks." I said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"For what."
I looked at Torn. "For defending me. Being there. Being my friend." I smiled. He looked back at me, and smiled back weakly.
"You're welcome."
I couldn't help myself. I turned my chair facing him. I gently moved him closer to me and I kissed him on the cheek and giving him a side hug. He smiled, hugging back. It was a friendly hug and kiss. Nothing fancy. It was actually relieving. I don't think we had ever officially, or properly, apologized to each other when we were together. That just before Jak and I were tossed into the waste land. Soon after I left too. Torn had to do some work on the murder mystery anyway, too.
I went back home, and once I got in, I heard the shower running. Marvin was whining around in his crib. He was getting big now! He was old enough to be able to sit up, grab things, crawl, everything a normal baby does. I walked into the baby room, and picked him up, strattling him.
"Hey." I said softly.
"You been a good boy?"
He sucked on his thumb, looking at me curiously. His hair was beginning to grow down to his forehead. Then I thought to myself. I thought to myself about what was to come of my son when he gets older. Marvin will attempt to kill me eventually in time. Yet he also dies young. I frowned, and began to cry holding onto Marvin. "
Oh son. I'm so sorry about what's yet to come. I'll always love you." I said quietly. Trembling, I sat him down back in his crib. I wiped my tears and looked at him.
I have to give you up... Jak's right. We can't keep you.
Once I left the room, I heard the water from the bathroom shut off. Soon after, a roll full of steam escaped the room as Errol stepped out, wearing only a loose towel around his waist. He had to hold the side to keep it up. His hair was dripping wet. Little strands of hair stuck to his face. I grinned and walked up to him. "Hey." I said softly. "Hey." He replied, with a light kiss. I looked at him from head to toe.
"What are you looking at."
He wiped a sheepish grin on his face. I looked at his chest. His form was perfectly intact from when he was in the KG. Almost rock solid, but yet tender. I brushed my fingers on his abdomen, seductively. "Nothing." I said. He know what I was doing. "You are such a desperate house wife." He teased. I chuckled in my throat, and gave him a more passionate kiss.
I don't think of Jak as my husband. He's not someone you'd expect to be married to.
What about me?
Mmmm... You're a better kisser.
Heh... You don't know what other things I'm good at. Wink wink.
Omg Errol.
I lightly slapped him on the cheek and he chuckled. He touched my neck with both hands, letting go of his towel. But once it began to slip, he almost panicked and caught it barely in time. I was looking down, making it a little more awkward. He moved it up, and lightly blushed.
"Naughty." He said quietly. I smirked and cat walked to my room.
"I'm a bit tired. I'll be in my room if you need me."
He nodded, and went into the guest room. About five minutes later he came out in clean, polyester clothes. He peeked into my room. I was laying there in the dark. There were no windows. He walked in, closing the door behind him silently. Soon after I felt weight sink in on the other side of the bed. I smiled. Errol inched closer, and touched my bare arm. I felt his breath on my neck. We were spooned together. I turned around, and wrapped my arms around his chest.
"I had a feeling you'd come here." I whispered.
"How's that."
"I just know you. That simple."
He grinned, and kissed my forehead. I kissed him back, on the lips instead. After a little while it turned into a make out scene. Just before it got hot.. heheh... We heard Jak having trouble with the lock, trying to get in the apartment. It startled us, and we both jumped out of bed. Franticly I straightened out the bed sheets, and we both ran out my bed room. I straightened his hair, and we began to slow down our breaths so we seemed calm the whole time.
Jak finally got inside, and closed the door. "Laona?" He asked. I walked out of the kitchen and smiled.
"Hey sweetie."
Jak looked around suspiciously. "Where's Cyborg Freak?" He yawned. Jak gave Errol a nickname that he shouldn't really give him. He's no cybernetic insane maniac anymore. Errol felt like punching him in the face the last time he called him that. Well, that's how Jak felt when Errol called him Dark Eco Freak, but nobody's winning over this childish battle. I pulled on Jak's ear.
"Hey!" He whined. "Don't call him that. The last thing I want is you to have a broken jaw." I sighed, letting go. He looked at me, telepathically asking me where he was for the second time. "He's in the restroom." We heard a flush, and Errol walked out zipping his pants. I smirked, rolling my eyes. Errol walked past Jak giving him a dirty look and sneered.
!! OMG Jak is such a third wheel! LMAO I'm gonna work on the NEXT chapter now. :-D
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