standing for justice

distance

After two semi painful weeks, tharn was healed and type was cleared, the two in that time frame after the doctors appointment stayed away from the other, type didn't really want to have anything to do with tharn, and tharn was overally confused at this point. He really couldn't understand why he did what he did, tharn chalked it up to the medication.
By the third week, tharn was in the car to have a cigarette to his mouth to be eyeing about, to then turn his head has he heard the door open and closed, he moved his head down to eye over types back, with his back pack, to then watch him turn about to go to the back of the car, tharn opened the trunk for type to pop the back pack in to then go about to sit to the passenger side to slam the door, to place on his seat belt to be eyeing forward with attitude.
Tharn looked him over to take one last drag from his cigarette to then flick it off to then start to drive to sign.
"Can see someones in a mood this morning."
Type rolled his eyes to then turn his head to look out the window.
"Piss off!"
Tharn furrowed his brow.
"What the hell!?"
Type then shook his head a bit.
"Now listen here type, your attitude last time cost my leg, what the Fuck are you all pissy about now?"
Type scoffed to then look to tharn in anger to then bring up his hand to count with his fingers.
"Well.... Let me tell you! I had to go two weeks without work because of your false claim! I had to deal with your shit for two fucking weeks and above all else you raped me you piece of shit!"
Tharn then slammed on the breaks to make them go forward to then snap his head to the side to eye over type.
"I didn't rape you! Hell type! You mother fucking enjoyed it!"
Type left his mouth open to dart his eyes about.
"I did not! God! We're suppose to be friends! We have fucked twice! Fine the first was my fault, there you happy! I shouldn't have tried to have sex in your bed even though you have had countless women into the bed my mother sleeps in when she comes over! This second time was all on you! Why in the Fuck did it happen!? Why? Because I called you useless! Brought up your childhood drama bullshit! That is not an excuse to rape me!"
Tharns eyes moved rapidly for him to see red, he then brought up his hand to then punch type and hard, type turned his head to place his hand to it to rub to groan.
"You are such an asshole type!"
Type scoffed to continue to rub his cheek..
"You would know!"
Type then turned to punch tharn and hard in the face for them to place there hands to the other to then start to fight a bit, after awhile the two went about there day, not to talk, and kept there distance from the other.
By the end of the day they had caught a pedophile who were trying to lure a child, after tharn sat him rough in the chair type then turned to go to the chef, tharn sat to his desk to watch him go with another to then start in on the paperwork.
Going inside the chef who was near the window turned to then eye him.
"Mr...."
Type raised his hand to then turn to take one last look at tharn to furrow his brow to then close the door. He then went about to sit to look over the chef.
"I.... Want to be reassigned."
The chef raised his eye brows to then place the folder down to then go about to sit to really eye over type.
"Why? You two are...."
"I know what we are. I...... Just want to expand my horizons a bit and find a different partner."
"Can I ask why? Is there something going on with you two? I can see you two fought today. You he can be hot headed and...."
"It's not that. Chef, we've been partners for what, almost a decade, I just want something new. Also us being friends, then partners, I never really get a break from him. You know how tharn can be."
The chef nodded.
"Are you sure about this though? Once I start the paperwork....."
Type took in a very deep breathe to let it out noisily.
"I'm...... Sure."
The chef then went back in his chair has he could see types hesitation.
"What about this, I'll go through the paperwork, but I won't file it until next week. Give you some time to think about it and whatever the two are to be fighting about will go away. Deal?"
"Chef, I just want to rip off the....."
"Deal....."
Type signed.
"Whatever."
Type then got up mad to then leave, for tharn to turn his head from the noise to eye over how mad type looked to then eye the chef who came out to look to him to shake his head, tharn then narrowed his eyes to get another person to finish with that piece of shit, to then get up to talk to the chef.
To the locker room, type took a brief shower to then go to his locker to then open to start to get dressed, fully, he then turned to widen his eyes a bit to look over tharn who was there to be fuming.
Type raised an eye brow.
"What?"
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"You are such a...... Little bitch!"
Types eyes widened to then watch tharn turn to stomp away.
"Asshole!"
Type then slammed his locker, to place his back pack on, happy he had retrieved it from the car, he then turned the other way to get a ride, going to his place, he changed his clothes to place his back pack there to then go to a bar, type was sexually frustrated, and just plain frustrated, he was to the front to be drowning himself a bit to then turn to smile, a really cute guy came about for type to start to flirt, type then started to lead the guy to a near by hotel, to not be happy he was a straight guy who didn't know if this should happen or not, type was looking for love and a real relationship, however at this point he didn't care, type needed to wash himself from tharn and his last sexual encounter. However, type didn't know he was being followed, but by whom?