I would like to say before we get to the story, a big thanks to my first reader! He read my story when he probably didn't have the time to and commented to me anyways. (He was a non-FFnet reader) Thanks! (You know who you are.)
Chapter 2: Light/ Dark
Star was trying not to cry, but she had already failed several times, so what was one more time? She shook her head to clear it as she looked at her dying boyfriend on the floor, lying there as blood tried to escape his stitches and bandages. Star brushed his hair away from his face with a hiccup of a sob trying to escape as her mind gave her another reason for her tears.
High Fever.
His chances of getting out of this situation A-Ok was slipping.
"Ms. Stella?"
Star's hiccup broke harshly. She did not want to deal with "the group." Did not have enough strength it would need not to tear them into little bitty pieces. She just hoped that they gained a few brain cells from that little life lesson.
"Yes, Dora?"
The woman, Doris, straightened up with the hiss in Star's voice. Star hoped that it meant that they had know what they had done wrong, maybe even apologize for being such a pain in the ass.
"When 're we goin' to leave?"
Star closed her eyes and began counting down from ten. It was obvious what was their train of thought but she really needed to confirm it.
"We have an injured teammate here, we can't go anywhere yet."
"Jus' leave 'im. He is goin' to be gone by sunrise 'nyways."
Star started to count from one hundred as she turned to face the speaker. She was trying hard not to see red.
"And who has such an idea?"
A young man stepped out. Reddish-blond hair and a thick accent Star recognized him at once. He was Doris's son, Adam. He was an arrogant asshole who was delusional to the extreme.
He was the fucker who pulled the trigger.
Star stared at him, all other emotions shutting down as the red took over her sight.
"Adam? You're the one who wants to dump him?"
Adam smiled at Star. She was sure it was meant to be charming, but all she could see was the plain stupidity. Star just blinked at him until Adam got the hint and had the decency to stop smiling.
"Look Stella, I know you've know the guy for a long time but its…impractical to carry around such a dead weight."
Star just stared in mock-awe that he knew how to speak non-hick too, so she just stood there, as he got closer to her, talking away.
"…And anyways you still have protection with me and the rest of the group. You don't need him to protect you anymore."
Star smiled viciously at that comment.
She kept that smile as she walked up to him and smacked the shit out of Adam, everyone was in shock as the scene unfolded before them. But Star didn't care, he had crossed the line and for a few moments she wished that she would grow Witch claws like everyone looked like they expected her to do. She could then tear the idiots apart for allowing this thought to circulate, but for now she would just educate the fool in front of her.
"You protect me? Oh Adam. I knew you had your head shoved up your ass, but I didn't think that it was that far up. Let me tell you a few things…"
Star grabbed her notebook, flipping the pages before his eyes showing him the highlighted information of infected and such.
"Unlike you and your mommy who was shell shocked for the past few weeks, I was learning how to actually survive and live in this world. Every scrap of useful information I have gathered, I have done so in hopes that it will keep me a few hundred feet from the reaper."
The next thing she fished out was her ID, holding it to his face as he slowly realized that he was dealing with a pissed of female.
"Second thing is, despite my appearance, I'm eighteen years old. I'm not a sixteen year old who's faking her age, eighteen years old. As in two years older than you, and a legal adult. I have been a legal holder of a gun for a year, had it for two. I was raised in a bad part of our little city, do you think that I don't know how to protect myself?"
When Star threw him away from herself, he crawled behind his mother. He looked at her with wide eyes, properly scared of her now. She wanted to smirk at the winches that were caused by her second statement, but she sobered at the sight of her boyfriend. Star walked over to him, getting angrier with the group by the second. He looked like he was sound asleep. He would usually wake up at this noise level and that meant that his chances of surviving were slipping again.
She twirled around to face Adam trying hard not to let her anger take over her and just beat the crap out of Adam.
"Finally, my good boy. The man who is dying because of your trigger finger hands is my boyfriend and fiancé."
Silence filled the room as Adam got up.
"Look, I'm sorry 'bout that its jus'…"
"Just what Adam? Its ether you had earwax, thick earwax, in your ears when I explained the do's and do not's or you wanted to die and drag us down to hell with you. Right now I'm too mad to even look at you. There are several rooms that way, make yourself at home."
Adam, pale, walked away from her, realizing that he would not be able to talk to her while she was in this mood. He was more likely to get shoot by her than for her to actually listen.
As "the group" walked away into the hallway with the bedroom, Star went next to her boyfriend and lay by him.
Why?
Why does she do this? I'm overheating like a SUV and here she is snuggling up to me?
Damn it, why?
Why is she so stubborn?
And why can't I push her away, even for her own health?
She doesn't know that I heard what she said to that shithead. If I didn't feel like I was dying I would be applauding her control. That and I want to strip off her clothing.
Yup, Really want to shred those clothes. She is so cute when she's angry.
Its finally darker.
I don't see anyone, nope, no one is around.
Come on Star, come on.
Come on come on come on!
God, I wish I wasn't so weak right now. I would have her by me under a second…or just under me. He he...
Oh don't you dare wake up Star, you and I don't need you to die of embarrassment right now.
You smell too good to die of embarrassment right now…It's amazing how you still smell of your favorite soap. That Winter Vanilla soap that I first bought you five years ago. You smell of that and that natural smell that like a mix of campfire smoke and herbs. That smells that means you.
I don't even have the faintest why I want to smell you right now. I just do and I like it. I can blame it on the fact that I love you.
Oh fuck, who the hell is coming now. It better not be some stupid vengeful idiot. I do feel like dying but I do feel like killing someone right now.
"Well ain't that jus' cute."
Ahh fuck. It's the hick. Its Adam, I can tell by the irritating male voice, but isn't it past your bedtime?
"Adam, what are you doing here?"
"Shara, go away."
Why is out Barbie look alike up? Don't people wind you up in the mornings?
"No, you shouldn't be here."
" 'ther should you."
Barbie is shifting on her feet, but she is doing a good job at keeping the little shit away from us.
His stupidity may be contagious.
"So neither of us should be here, but why are you here? If Ms. Stella was to wake up she would beat you to a pulp."
"I don't see what's so great 'bout 'im."
"There in love! Isn't it obvious?"
"Yeah its obvious…but why 'im?"
"You sound like you like Ms. Stella."
"I do Shara, isn't it hard to get? She's a pretty girl."
"She's older than you."
Yeah and she not interested in shit heads like you. Even if I died you wouldn't get a shot at her.
"Point? I was smitten the second she crown'd three witches at once. She's some'ing else. She's like life n' joy rolled up in one."
"Then why get on her bad side? She was explaining the plan to us when you gave us all away to that Tank by firing at it. You not only have gotten her boyfriend killed, but you've gotten her injured."
Wait. When was my Star injured?
Where, where? I can smell blood but it isn't that type of blood. Thank goodness.
Wait. How the hell can I tell that anyways?
"N' how you know that?"
I can almost smell how pissed off Barbie is. Wow, I think I'll reward her with having more than two brain cells.
I think I'll do that when I figure out how the hell do I know this crap.
"I have been watching her. She was holding her middle lightly as soon as the attack was over. That is why I'm here, I'm here to make sure she okay. Before I was engaged I was working as a nurse in a hospital."
Fuck. Now you're too loud. Go away Barbie. Go away go away go away.
"She wanted to marry him, and you took that chance away from her. You don't have a chance in hell Adam."
Wait. Wait wait wait. What did I miss? Why is my hearing going out? I can only see blurs now, but I can smell. Danger smell, Anger smell.
Run. Barbie, Run.
Star woke up to see Adam beating Barbie in the living room floor. She was sleepy, but angry. So she cleared her vision to fire one good warning shot, grazing Adam's ear.
After a minute under her glare, they both left. She cocked her gun letting Adam know that she would fire again if she needed to.
She would not miss next time.
She stayed awake for a long time in the dark. One hand on the gun, and the other wiping Wolfee's head as he began to howl from the pain of his changing eyes.