The Two Bottles

Ch 13

This is a relitive height chart of all the characters so far, the rectangle is the height of the barn.

Haley awoke with a start. Her breath hitched in her throat, her hands grasping the sheets, her knuckles white and blood pumping in her ears. The sinister laughs of Stacy, Valena and her friends erupted from the other room. She tried to roll over and go back to sleep but their conversation caught her attention.
"She doesn't belong, hopefully she moved out!"
"What's with that stupid binder thing, why would she hide those beautiful breasts? It's sad."
"I think she just wants to be different. Julian doesn't fit her, Fiona was always better."
Haley's blood began to simmer. She never liked Stacy, but this topped the cake. She sprung out of bed and stomped into the living room.
There she was, friends either side of her, they were over so often that Haley began to think they moved in. Stacy's gaze fell upon Haley, her smile thinned into a devious smirk.
"Haley, what a nice surprise! I thought you were off with one of your boyfriends."
"Nope, still in the next room hearing everything."
"Where's Fiona? Off with one of them?"
"Julian is in none of your business. Quit talking shit about him and I might allow one of your half-rent payments."
"She shouldn't be here if she's a guy, it's a girls' apartment." Valena spoke.
"By your rules, not mine. I own the apartment and I can easily kick you out."
"But it's not natural, she should be thrown in a mental asylum, not given drugs to make her manly." Stacy spoke as she jabbed her finger in Haleys direction.
"Maybe your the one who should be, you're the reason he locks himself in his room at night so you don't fuck up his room with your homo and transphobic shit." Haley puffed. She passed Stacy and yoinked a yogurt from the fridge.
"Fion-"
"Julian is free to live here as long as he likes."
"Her parents didn't want her, maybe it's a sign? She's crazy, just shove her out the door." One of Stacy's friends spoke. Haley stared daggers into her soul.
"Fuck off and leave. Stacy, Valena, one more shit opinion, and your out." Haley left them in the kitchen to her room. She slammed the door in exaggeration.
Scarfing the yogurt down, Haley let the cold cool down her anger. How dare they talk about Julian like that. He was here way before they even asked to share an apartment, why was she always such a bitch!? Her roomates should move in with her friends instead of squatting on Julians' depression.
God this mango yogurt hit the spot, cooling the anger boiling her brain.
Haley threw the empty packaging in her bedroom trash before trying to put on Julians Motorcycle gear and putting on her old bikers bag.
Exiting the apartment, the bird flipped to the group of girls, she made it outside to the carpark. She made her way to the shed where security sat. It was a medium sized shed, and there was a lot of left over room from the two desks and a few monitors. Opening the door, she was greeted by one of the only security guards, George. He was tall and well built, kind of intimidating but she had hung around him on her days off work sometimes.
"Hey George, Julians let me borrow his bike for the day." She had secretly put the bike back in the office last night.
"You know how he is, just bring it back in one piece."
"Will do," Haley struggled to move the Motorcycle outside, George quickly caught the bike as it began to fall.
"Careful!" George shifted the bike into his hands, much more experienced, he easily moved the bike outside the door. "Haley, have you noticed anything strange outside at night these past few days?" George gave her a questioning look. She froze, she forgot about the newly installed night cameras on the higher levels.
"Uh... not much... just more birds nesting on my side of the building more often." Believable, right?
George shrugged it off. "Just be sure to bring it back."
"Come on, I can ride better than either of you."
"Says little twinkle toes and her tiny ass bike."
Haley rolled her eyes and struggled onto the bike, George popped Julians helmet on her giving her a smirk through the lens. Revving the bike, Haley slowly made her way to the exit, wobbling onto the road and shooting off.
125cc is not that much of a tiny ass bike. Fine it was.