Failing Moon

He Tripped

Tarrin lifted the phone above Josey's head as she attempted to snatch it back.

Hanging it up, he handed it back to her.

"Why did you hang up!?" She yelled at him.

"Calling his friend wouldn't be wise, unless you want to explain to him why his friend is knocked out?" Tarrin challenged her, noticing her panicked expression.

"You're the one that knocked him out!" She responded, eyeing the snoring body as she put the phone back in her pocket.

"Did you.. see me knock him out?" Tarrin said as he pulled out his own phone.

"Yes..no..but you did. Otherwise, how did he end up flat on his back, and snoring?" Josey replied, frustrated this was going nowhere.

"He tripped, apparently knocking himself out." Tarrin responded with a smug look as he shrugged his shoulders.

Josey's mouth dropped open. She started to question if that was true but didn't buy it in the end.

"Yea right." Crossing her arms, she stood there staring at him.

Tarrin quickly dialed for Linux. He was suddenly feeling light headed, and knew why. The adrenaline rush of knocking the guy out as he reached for Josey, used what bit of control he had left reserved before needing a treatment.

"Hey, I need a favor." Tarrin said once Linux picked up.

"Are you about to....?" Linux questioned.

Tarrin watched as Josey started pacing.

"No, not yet, but soon. Right now, though, I need you to pick someone up and take them home. We are right before the park off of Main, past the bus stop." Tarrin hung up before his friend could respond.

"I will have my friend drop him off at his home. When he wakes up, hopefully he will have forgotten how he bumped his head." Tarrin said to Josey as he walked over to the man's car.

"Wait, are you going to steal his car?" Josey yelled suddenly unsure of what to think.

Tarrin just laughed and opened the knocked out friend's door. He searched his vehicle quickly for anything important but found nothing.

"I can buy 6 of these if I wanted. Besides, I find cars like this pretentious." Tarrin said as he shut the door and walked over to where the guy was knocked out.

Josey watched Tarrin like a hawk. She figured any guy who would knock out a defenseless person wasn't to be trusted.

"What are you doing now, robbing him?" She said sarcastically as Tarrin searched the guys pockets.

"No, I am looking for an address to his home. If you insist on standing there asking questions and accusing me, you can call just call the cops. They ask less questions than you do." Tarrin responded unamused.

He was lying, he didn't need to know the address, as he knew perfectly well where the punk lived. Instead, he was looking for a cell phone.

Feeling in the guy's jacket pocket, he found it.

"Hey, can you check his back seat? See if he has a blanket or something, it's getting chilly out." He asked Josey suddenly, trying to distract her.

Josey nodded and hurried over to Jared's friend's car. She thought that at least Tarrin had some compassion if he was going to cover the guy up.

Once her back was turned, Tarrin slipped the phone from the guy's jacket pocket to his.

Shutting the door to the back seat she walked back over to where Tarrin was standing.