A 'Lone Outlaw

Rhodes

The bartender gives me a quick stare and nods handing me a bottle of whiskey and I open the bottle. I take a sip of the whiskey and sigh heavily. The taste of the whiskey reminded me too much of living. I feel a hand touch my back and I don't look behind me. I hear a soft voice whisper in my ear.

Want me to calm down baby..?

The voice was soft and it sounded like a young girl. I don't move my head I don't look behind me and sad I just take another sip of the whiskey. I continue looking down at the bar feeling the cold hand grasps tighter on my shoulder before it moves his hand down my back and it slowly move down my back and it lands on my hip right above my privates. I turn my head my eyes wide I draw my gun aiming it at her head.

Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me.

The hand moved off me and onto the gun. It slowly pushed it down so that it wouldn't be aiming at her. My grasp was tight on the gun my finger was just above the trigger and any slight movement the gun could fire. I keep my gun held in my hand. My fingers are just supposed to trigger and if I were to move any part of my body the gun could fire hitting the lady and the stomach.

Don't be so tense baby..~

The woman said. My eyes stare deeply in hers. I dare not say anything. I did not know why I didn't want to say anything but a feeling my gut told me not to say anything. Her hand slowly moves off my gun and she takes my empty hand trying to leave me upstairs of the salon. I hit her in the back of the head with the grip of my gun and she falls to the ground. I holster my gun. And I walk out of the saloon silently. No human and the saloon set a thing nor moved an inch, and fear of angering me and me ending their life. As I walk out I feel every presence looking at me. Like millions of eyes looking at me. My had slowly looks back and forth casing at the windows of the building to see if anyone was looking at me and indeed it was. People with hats looked at me. People whose face didn't show under the shadow of their hats looked at me. They don't move they stop all their actions and they just look at me. I shake my head and I walk in a general store. At least the guy there wasn't staring at me like I just yelled out the most threatening sentence. The store looked more packed than the saloon. Not by people but just my products there. I grab some fruit, some canned strawberries, some water, and some coffee grounds and I set them on the counter slapping a few gold coins that shine brightly in the Sun down beside them. I waited there for the store clerk to take my money and tell me I'm good to go. But they never moved all they did was look in front of them. Like their eyes I called glimpse of the most precious gem in the world.

Hey. You awake?

I asked in a Stern voice hoping for an answer and they don't answer. I just shrugged my shoulders and takes my choice of products and walks out the store.