Chapter 6 Whores are like fish
After I trained and went over my match for tonight I went to the empty arena and sat down to have something to eat, it was weird because I hadn't see her almost all day and then suddenly there she was next to me. A lit smoke in her hand, I wasn't sure if she could feel it but I wasn't about to ask. Sadly this was the same time when the girls got their practice in, she didn't say anything at first, like me she just watched them wrestle while I ate. They (the Divas in the ring) were so fucking rude, talking about me in loud voices like I wasn't even here or like I couldn't hear them.
"He's watching us again, clearly he likes you Evie" Kelly taunted shooting a look at me, which was weird because my eyes were only on two things, my food and my girl. She was more woman than any of them, even if she was dead.
Eve rolled those eyes, smirking like she won some sort of victory, "Well he's obviously crazy, freak like him has no chance with a woman like me"
"You know what I hate the most about whores?"
"Their breathing?"
She let out a giggle, blowing out puffs of smoke, "That too. But I hate that there like fish"
"What? Wet and scaly?"
"No. There are litterly thousands of types and its illegal to kill them with an axe in a puplic place, I should know because I tried to do both and I was arrested both times"
"I'm still stuck on how fish and whores are alike?"
"Well you've got so many kinds of whores, its hard to keep track of how many there are and they fucking multply and you can't do nothin about it."
"So what kinds of whores are there? I always figured that a whore was a whore and nothing else"
She started pointing at the girls as they wrestled, well tried to wrestle, it looked like they were dancer that had suddenly gone retarded. "That blonde one is an attention whore, meaning she only sleeps around for the attention, that manish one that I want to deck, is a gold-digging whore, and that beefy blonde one, is a vengeful whore, sleep with her once and you'll wind up paying for it for the rest of your life"
"I had no idea there were so many types, its really mind-boggling"
She let out another giggle, it was like music and I suddenly got the images of angels and harps. "Yeah and like I said killing one is illegal, but I guess smacking them with an oar a few times would be alright"
"Don't go smacking people with oars, you're already in enough trouble"
She put her hand on my arm, I felt the warmth but not her skin, I imagined it would be the same either way. "Thats what I like about you Kane, always doing anything you had too to keep me safe, you always made sure I was ok"
Mark watched his friend from the shadows, he hated doing this but something was wrong with his friend, something deeply wrong. For one thing he was smiling, and he was having a very good conversation. With himself. Talking to yourself and giving yourself a pep talk could be accepted, they all did it, but Glen was talking as though someone was there, Mark figured there had to be an explaination, like a cell phone or someone he couldn't see like one of the guys, but evidence showed that his eyes were correct, Glen was talking to no-body, and weirder still he looked as though he was having a pretty good conversation, he wasn't sure which was more worrying. One one hand he liked that Glen had a reason to smile but this was wasn't the way to do it, he needed help or at least someone real to talk too.
I tried not to groan in annoyance as Mark, John and Randy came stalking there way up to me, for some reason it made me want to punch someone, mainly Mark because I already knew what he was about to say, I saw him watching me, I'm not as blind as people think. Mark sat right down beside me, right on my girl. She quickly appeared on my other side.
"You know thats the only thing that sucks about being dead, people sit on you and mess up your favourite outfit"
"Really?"
"Well not favourite, but this is what I died in so I'm stuck with it, well at least I'm comfy, right?"
"At least one of us is"
"So have you gone full crazy on us Kane?" Randy asked folding those tattooed arms over his chest, trust Randy to be so blunt, it was about the only thing I liked about this three-on-one attack, at least one of them would be straight up. She put up her hand like she was in school "I'm fully crazy, does that count?"
I tried to keep the laugh to myself, straightening up I looked at them "No, I'm not fully crazy"
"Your not any kind of crazy," She scolded me, "You are perfect and don't let those fuckers tell you different, you know there lucky I can't punch them. Damn them being taller than me"
"Yes because thats the obsticle you have to over come, being short"
"Glen!" Mark thumped his fist down making all of jump alittle, yes I jumped too but only because I was busy talking to my girl to notice anything or anyone else.
"Yes?" I asked pleasantly, I could easily fake my way through this like I faked my way through high-school. Ah good times.
"Glen you need some serious help, something isn't right with you and we're worried"
"He's right Kane, you're acting all fucked up and its best if you talk to someone" Randy said in his blunt yet gentle manner.
"I don't need to talk to anyone, I'm fine really."
"Then who are you talking too?"
"What? Truth can have little jimmy but when I do it, somethings wrong? Thats jusr favourtism and I don't care for that, I am so angry at your blatant show of favourtism that I'm just leave"
I got up and got the hell away from them, at least for now I was away from them.
"I know you wanna tell them but they won't believe you Kane, would you believe you?"
"No"
"I'm sorry Kane, but if it helps at all, I do care about you. A lot more than you realise or even thought possible."
"So I heard I drove you crazy?" Eve asked coming up to me, I was in no mood for her. Her pretty little nose started to ooze blood and I just knew my girl had punched her.
"Ha! Thats the funniest thing I've seen all day, awesome"
"Well it was no oar but it worked just as well"
