I Want to Die in New Orleans // $uicideboys

21: Standoff

The door swung open as Marley's pleads filled up the room.
"Ayo wuss-," Ruby began to ask, cutting himself off by the crime scene in effect. I rolled my eyes knowing that this was going to be a tough situation to just shrug off.
"Ruby please," Marley sobbed.
"Yeah Ruby, please.. please get the fuck out," I mocked.
"No, wuss going on? What the fuck," He rambled.
"Go get scrim and go in the car," I demanded, finally turning my head to meet his view. He looked concerned and curious at the same time, widened eyes and mouth slightly ajar.
"I don't know where he is," He answered. My brain began to boil, the shard in my hand was now violently shaking against Marley's neck, "look, let's go find him."
"Nah," I said, letting my arm fall while the other was still holding Marley's neck upwards, "You go find him, it's all good, me and Marley aren't done with our chat," I replied to him, feeling the tears drip off Marley's face onto my arm.
Ruby stood silently for a second, assessing the situation I supposed, looking around at the room. He walked towards me, "Look you jus had a long night," He tried to console me.
"Ruby, i've had plenty of hard nights, this is fucking rediculous and he's gonna know just how I feel bout it. Wether you, or him, or anyone for that fucking fact likes it or not, and obviously you don't, so do yourself the honor of walking out that mother fucking door or so God help me you're gonna have a different view on me," I spitefully replied, looking at Rubys eyes that were locked on Marly.
The room was silent besides the whimpering of him and the obvious fact that Ruby wasn't going to accept this.
"Why now do you care about people? Him?" I quietly asked Ruby, "You hurt people."
"Because we have reasons, not out of spite, it's out of our best interest," He answered as laughter flowed from my throat, "Unless there's a reason?"
"Marley, you wanna tell him?" I said, slightly releasing the grip on his throat, he let out a gasp. Ruby and I looked at him silently, "Or not? This sick fuck decided it would be nice to roofie me, lucky enough for me though, I always keep flumazenil on me. That's my 'headache' medicine darling, it kicks the roofie from your system. So Ruby," I explained, "If that's not a problem to you.."
"No that sure as fuck is," He answered repulsively, "I have a better idea though."
"Well then maybe we should chat about it."
Marley let out a sigh, I couldn't tell if it was out of relief or he was worried, seconds later he wouldn't be when Ruby would walk up to him, knocking him unconscious.
I stood up, stretching my legs and arms that felt all cramped up, grabbed my bag and walked out the door. The building was like a ghost town, looking around as I heard Ruby pick Marley up and follow behind me. We made our way to the parking lot, unlocking the car, and throwing Marley's limp body in the back seat.
I reached into the glove box, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up, letting out a sigh of relief, "Where's Scott?" I asked Ruby quietly.
"I think he went for a ride somewhere with this chick, looked like they were kickin it," He replied.
I stopped myself from crumbling the cigarette or banging on the car and left it as, "Well then what're we still doing here?" with a smile.
Ruby directed himself to the driver's seat as I made my way to the passenger side. He peeled out from the parking lot, making his way out of town.
"What're we gonna do with him?" I asked.
"Not kill him, we've been seen with him, people gonna wonder bout him if he went missing, jus gonna drop him off far," He answered calmly.
I nodded as I took a couple more drags from the cigarette, then flinging it out the window, "I'm sorry this happened," Ruby confessed as I flicked my lighter.
"No reason to be, I'm all good, just needa sleep," I assured him as the car came to a stop. Ruby got out and opened the back door, dragging Marley onto the ground in the middle of nowhere.
I got out of the car, walking around with the lit lighter in my hand, "I got it from here" Ruby said absently. Though that changed nothing, I looked down at the glowing red metal that was on the lighter, then pressed it against the cheek of Marley as it melted into his skin. Ruby sat back and watched, waiting for me to finally be done with my vengeance.
"Ready?" I asked, popping back up with a smile.
"Whenever you are shorty."

The time was approaching five A.M as I got cleaned up in the bathroom. I changed into some comfortable shorts and a T-shirt after slipping out of the shower. I made my way to the washer, throwing my clothes in and making my way into the kitchen. I grabbed some water as I observed the quiet house, taking my money out of my backpack and finally arranging it in a proper way.
I made my way down the hall, creeping up to Scrim's room, peeking in to see that he wasn't there. My heart shattered from knowing that whatever emotion he felt about me earlier was due to one thing and one thing only, he was high. I turned around and approached Ruby's room where it was dark besides the lit up lava lamp. I opened the door wider, walking in and shutting it. Ruby shifted around in his bed, turning over to see what was going on.
"You good?" He asked.
"Yeah," I answered, making my way towards his bed. I pulled up the sheets, slipping underneath them with him.
He kept his distance at first, though me moving closer made him more comfortable. I wrapped my arms around his head, and my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me until there wasn't much room left. His fingers trailed along me, finding the bottom of my shirt and slipping his hands underneath, wrapping his arms around my waist.
A slight moan came out which was unintended. I could feel the smile form on his face as my hands began to roam his face and neck. Seconds later, our lips were connected, taking in each other's breaths as he moved his waist around which rubbed against me nicely. His hands went from rubbing my back, to my side, to my chest, removing my shirt for easier access. I couldn't contain myself, with the ecstasy still kicking it felt amazing. His fingers danced across my chest until his mouth was connected to other parts of me then just my lips. We both were grinding against each other as if in competition.
"Mm you feel and sound so good," He groaned.
"As if you don't," I sighed, quickly diving back for his lips.