the mark 2

revenge

Clearing his throat has he started to wake, tharn took a deep breathe to then turn from his stomach to his back, to then his side, to move an arm across to then pat the bed with a hand palm down to it.
Furrowing his brow, he didn't understand the emptyness.
Opening his eyes slowly, tharn then got up on his arms to look about, he then went to his back to lean up a bit to look about.
"Type?"
Sitting, he then placed his hand to the cover to then move away, to then get off the bed, to then go to the bathroom to turn the light on to look around.
"Where is he?"
Making a grumpy, tired face, tharn placed his hand to his forehead to rub, to then turn lowering his hand, to then go to his dresser, to then open the first drawer, his eyes widen.
Placing a hand in, he grabbed a note to read.
From type: my first act of revenge is you are not allowed to wear any type of clothes today.
Tharns eyes narrowed, to then shake his head a bit.
Really type?
Sighing a bit, he then placed the note back, to then bend down a bit to go through the other drawers finding nothing, he then strightened up to roll his eyes.
Real mature type.
Tharn then closed every drawer to then turn to go to the cloest, he then widen his eyes very wide open.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
Tharn lowered his hands to shake his head, the cloest was empty.
Gritting his teeth a bit, tharn turned, he needed to find type and now, this was not funny or amusing.
Going to the guest room, tharn raised an eye brow has he had placed his hand to the nob, it actually turned.
Opening, he stood to the door way to look in, to take a deep breathe in.
"Damnit! Where are you type!"
He then went in to then look about not seeing him, going through his dresser drawers he saw no clothing, he then went to the cloest to find it empty has well, he shook his head.
"This is just not right!"
Tharn then slammed the door, to then turn, he needed to find type and now, this was getting ridiculous.
Moving about the house, he couldn't find him anywhere.
Going to the kitchen, tharn placed his hands to the edge, to then hang his head to dart his eyes.
Where the hell is he! I do have work to do and I can't be without clothing.
Tharn took in a deep breathe to then sign very heavily.
He turned to look about.
"Type! I've had enough of this! Where are you?"
To an eatery, to a town close to there secert home, type was sitting, to sip at a drink, to smile and wide has he ate breakfest.
Mm, I wonder if tharn has found his second revenge note?
Type shrugged to then consume his food has he placed his drink down.
Moving about the house to take one more look about, tharn signed, he then brought his wrist up to look to his watch, he grimaced.
Damnit! I have an important client in 20 mintues, I need clothes god, fuck type.
Lowering his wrist, tharn then went to move about to then go to the basement to then, eye the door, to narrow his eye sight.
"Oh..... No you did not type! I can't unlock this door!"
Tharn then wiggled the nob, growing in anger, looking up he raised an eye brow, there was another note to the door frame, tharn reached up to grab to then open to read.
From type: no clothes and no work, I have made sure you can't open the door.
Tharn then crumbled the paper to then throw it to the wall a bit in anger.
This is not fucking okay type!
Tharn then turned to go back to the bedroom to go to the side table to then grab his cell, looking to the floor another note fell, he took a very deep breathe in to crotch to then grab to strighten up, he then tossed the cell to the bed to then open.
From type: the real nail on the head, I have disabled the phone services and I am not going to come home for the next two days, this will teach you tharn. Love you.
Tharn flexed his jaw to then rip the note to shreds to then lift his head up to then eye the ceiling with pure anger.
"Damnit type!!"
After eating his food, type then stood to pay the bill, to then walk to his car, to get in, to eye the back has he started to fix his rear view mirror to chuckle at all the clothes he had in there.
He then placed his hands to the wheel to then go catch a movie, having tharn suffer a bit with his absence.
Parked, he then went to the movie, to then sit down, to then eye his watch.
I'll go back at 6, making him really think I am not going to come back.
Type then moved to wrap his arms about his chest to then settle in his seat to then look at the theater.
Type had no real intention of leaving for 2 days he just wanted to piss off tharn and give him a real lesson.
After the movie, type then got up, to go to the bathroom to relieve himself. Once he was done he then turned to leave after he washed his hands, to then part from the movies to then go inside his car, going in he then drove to get something for lunch, to then eat, to then go to a place to just sit at a bench to be outside to reflect and be him, after awhile he eyed his watch to then get up to go somewhere else for dinner, to then eat in completion, to sit to the car to eye his watch.
Mm, 7, gave him another hour to suffer, hope this taught him a real lesson and to not do it again.
Nodding, he then started the car to then go back home unaware the terrible trouble that was lurking there.