Shit
Chris and I bolt over as stealthy as we could to retrieve our bags before taking off the fence and reuniting with Teddy and Vern.
Just as I was about to ask about the where-abouts of Gordie Lachance, he appeared within the fence, "oh shit."
"Hey, you kid! Get over here, Sonny, or I'll sick my dog on you! Come over here! Sick 'em, boy! Sick 'em!", the yells of Milo pressman were soon drowned out by the petrified cries of Gordie who was running for his life, or for his possible kid's life...
I suck in my breath as I watch him run as fast as he possibly could.
"RUN, GORDIE, RUN!", we all shouted as he leapt onto the fence and started climbing as fast as he could. As Gordie jumped to safety on the other side, Teddy started shacking his ass against the fence, teasing the dog that ended up just being a golden retriever.
"That's Chopper?!?", that was my first lesson on the idea of expectation versus reality, I guess. Chris, Gordie and I chuckle as we watch Teddy taunt the dog and Vern attempt to stop him in fear of getting in trouble.
I giggle as Vern tries to pull Teddy away from the fence, "Hey, Cool it, Vern! This is amusing!", right as those words flow out of my mouth, Milo Pressman appears and calls his dog to his side.
"You better not tease my dog like that again, sonny!", Teddy laughs,
"And what are you gonna do about it, fatass!"
Milo gasps, "You better watch your mouth, you little tin weasel peckerwood looney's son!"
We go silent and Teddy freezes.
"... What did you just call me?"
Milo laughs which causes his beer bully to shake in the process, "You heard me! Your dad's a looneys! He took your ear, put the stove, and he burnt it off!", that statement caused Teddy to lose it.
He jumps on the fence and starts climbing it and rattling it while the rest of us grab him, in an attempt to get him down,
"IM GONNA RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND SHIT DOWN YOUR NECK, YOU BASTARD!"
Milo bellies his gross laugh, "Haha, I'd like to see you try, pipsqueak!"
Milo saying that just causes Teddy try harder,
"Teddy, he just wants you over there so he can beat the shit outta you and take you to the cops!", Milo growls at me as I rip Teddy off of the fence and push him back
"Hey, You let him do his own fighting! He doesn't need the help of a passed around slut!"
Well now I'm pissed.
"What?!", my jaw's dropped at this statement
"You heard me, whore! You're nothing but a no good, passed around, slut! No wonder you and the looney hang around the criminal too!", milo said this as Chris stood up next to me and Teddy, while Gordie and Vern hang in the back.
At this point Teddy and I are fuming. I guess Chris thought I wasn't going to do anything. But he was wrong.
While Chris was holding Teddy back, I jumped on the gate and reached my hand through and grabbed Pressman by the collar of his shirt, pulling him against fence.
The fear on his face was priceless.
"If you say one more damn thing about my friends, I'll sew your lips shut using a rusty needle and barbed wire.", I let go of his collar with force, causing him to take a few steps back.
I turn around and throw my sleeping bag over my shoulder and start walking into the forest.
It took a few seconds but I eventually hear Chris tell the others to follow me while he calms Teddy down.
About 10 minutes pass as Chris and I attempt to calm Teddy down. Even though I was still pretty pissed off about what Milo said, Teddy was more important.
Teddy sniffles and wipes his eyes. I look over at Chris who was already looking at me, I give a sad smile.
"Hey, man, I bet that piece of shit wasn't storming the beach's of Normandy!", I say in an effort or cheering Teddy up.
He sniffles again, "Just forget it..", he whispers out.
"Yeah! That fat ass wasn't at Normandy!"
"Yeah, man! He can't change what's between you and your old man!"
Gordie and Chris join in only to be yelled at
"Just forget it alright?! Just forget it!"
We all went silent for a few seconds
"Have fun will travels reads the card of a man... a knight without armor in a.... Sa-...vage.... Land...", Vern tries to lighten the mood but is met with death stares from Me, Gordie, and Chris.
"I'm sorry for ruining everyone's good time..."
Chris and I pay him on the shoulder, "Hey, it's alright, man."
Gordie sighs, "I'm not sure if it should be a good time."
Chris furrows his eyebrows, "You saying you wanna go back?"
Gordie shakes his head, "No, but... we're going to see a dead kid, maybe it shouldn't be a party.."
Verb nods his head, "Yeah, especially if he's all cut up and shit-"
I feel like I'm gonna vomit at him saying that, "Oh God, shut the fuck up will ya, Vern?"
Vern just continues on like he didn't hear me, "He might be all eyeballs and guts! It might give me nightmares!-"
Chris sees the look on my face, "Shut up, Vern! Mary looks like she's about to vomit just at your words!"
Vern looks down like a scolded puppy, "Geez, I'm sorry... I can't help it..."
We trudge on through the woods, the summer sun beating down on us with every step we take.
YOU ARE READING
Partners in crime~ C.C
HumorMarianne's a pretty care-free girl given the circumstances life has gifted her. She doesn't have very many friends but the ones she has, she would die for even though she'd never admit it to them, they all know it.
