Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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If he was my younger brother, that would be awesome ^~^ ))
Petro nodded after cursing under his breath because of the wildness of the boys. He followed James and went inside the door with scratches in it, then waited for James to show the rest of the way. He knew the place well since that used to be his home for a good few years, but he didn't know where the hell he was going, so it felt odd for him to be waiting so much. "They're a little more rough than I remember..." he muttered quietly. -
James pushed them inside and shut the door. The room was actually neat and in order and had a few books around the room. It looked weird compared to the rest of the house. "I can't tell you when they will sleep.. They never do or until they black out." He shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck with a hand.
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"Yeah, I know..." Petro said going into deep thought as if he was remembering things. "You don't seem like the kind of guy to be with this gang though," Petro stated changing the subject. He turned and looked at James, his facial expression was unreadable. "Why'd you join them kid?"
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James shrugged and shoved both his hands into his pockets. "Why? Because my mom died of cancer while I was young. Then my dad became an alcoholic and blamed me for everything and hit me. Brought whores to the house every night an laughed at me.." He looked at his feet and scuffed his shoe along the ground slightly. "And so I ran." He rubbed the cigaret scars his father had burned into his skin all the time just for the hell of it.
Zoey woke up and rubbed her face, walking to the door after untangling herself from Jen. "Hey! Let me out you pieces of s---!" She screamed and banged on the door over and over again. -
I'll be back in about an hour~~ ))
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Bloody hell I'm so cold *Shivers* Chopping firewood in -3 degree weather is sssssssoooooooo fun. o.O ))
Petro looked at the boy's scars that he was rubbing and he instantly knew where they were from. His mom used to do that to herself all the time because she thought she had ants under her skin, so she tried to burn them out. "And then you found this place?" Petro questioned.
"Shut up!" Ryan called back at Zoey. Though he was drunk, he still had good hearing ability and he didn't want some stupid girl ruining their fun by yelling and screaming at them. -
Oh nooooo. -hugs you- let me warm you :O))
James nodded and looked at the door. "I used to share it with a kid who did a lot of drugs.. He thought something was coming for him so he tore at the door with his nails. No one stopped him, I tried but he hit me over and over again.. I never saw him again." He closed his eyes and leaned against the door as if he could see it all again.
Zoey growled and continued to hit the door. "Why don't you make me?" She screamed back and Jen shook her head. "Zoey, stop. They will ignore you until you lose your voice." The girls own voice was raspy and gurtal as if she hersel had screamed for hours, and she had. -
*Cuddles* Yee~ much better thank you ^~^ ))
Petro sighed and he leaned against the wall. He rubbed his head which was still pounding from being hit with a gun. "This is a good life I guess, not as good as some, but I can help you make the best of it, teach you tips if you wanna stay. Or-" Petro couldn't believe what he was about to say, but he was going to say it. "You could just stay at my place. I have a two story house and it's just me and Zoey. I promise I won't go crazy and do drugs and hit you over and over." Petro tried to make that last part seem kind of like a joke, but it was also really meant at the same time. He didn't know why he trusted the kid so much, but he did.
Ryan and a few of the other boys just mock laughed at Zoey's comeback. They would make her shut up if they got wasted and irritated enough, and it wouldn't be pretty either. -
-pur pur- Anytime ^.^)
Zoey started to ransack the basement, looking for anything to be used as a weapon. She huffed and tripped over things and cursed their name to the high heavens meanwhile.
James looked up at smiled. "Really? That would be awesome!" He blushed and looked away as if his excitement was embarrassing. "I mean, yeah cool." He shrugged an looked away. "I can hear Zoey yelling.." He laughed slightly. "She sounds pissed." -
*Lick* (=^~^=) ))
"Shut up whore!" one of the boys yelled, his voice obviously showed that he was really wasted. That the boys words some of the boys started to laugh.
Petro sighed as he listed to Zoey scream and yell and curse from down stairs in the basement. He couldn't help but laugh a little and shake his head. "That's my girl. God, I hope those a--holes hurry up and get wasted so we can break her out..." Petro said. -
-lick lick- Is there any weapons in the basement or anything she can use?)
Zoey found a few beer cans and threw them at the door a few times. "Whore? I'm not your mother!" She called back and was still on her hunt for a type of weapon. A huff escaped her lips as she got more and more frustrated.
James nodded and walked outside into the kitchen. The boys were laughing and a few were passed out along the rooms throughout the house. He went to the fridge and opened it up and pulled out a bottle of water. -
In the room right outside of hers yee, but not in the room it self. Unless if she feels like taking the bed apart by her hands, she might find something there, but doubtful xD ))
"Hey James," Ryan spoke up while walking towards him. He swung his arm around the younger boy, and he smelled strongly of beer and other sorts of things... "Hold down the fort for me, okay?" he questioned. "I'm going to shut that stupid slut up..."
Petro sighed as James left, and he sat down on the boy's bed. He looked at the door and saw the scratch marks on the door. He seemed a bit memorized by them, and he didn't even know why. -
James laughed lightly and started to lead Ryan towards the couch. "Naa save her for the morning." He mused and let the older boy wrap himself around him and James pretended to go along with it.
Zoey sighed and sat down against the door and closed her eyes. "This is a damn mess.." She grumbled and pulled her knees up to her chest and rubbing her cheek on her knee. -
"Fine... Will you shut her up then?" Ryan questioned through a hiccup, then he took another swig. "I don't feel like listening to her whine all goddamned night."
Petro closed his eyes and put his face in his hands as he remembered his mothers screams. She burned herself... she screamed... she did it again... more screaming. She almost killed herself one night. Just about OD... -
"Mhmm.." He said and dropped Ryan on the couch. Everyone else went to bed and James went back to his room and opened the door. "Hey they are all gone.." He saw the look on Petro's face. "You okay man?" He asked quietly with a frown. He knew that look well, a lot of the guys around here got it before they hit something or someone.
Zoey and Jen sat together in silence for awhile as they planne what to do if someone came inside. It was all making perfect sense and she was ready for action.
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