Mindtease

Chapter 22

Kirk awoke to a noisy pop, and fizzing sound. Warily, Kirk raised an eyelid...

"Shit!" Kirk heard Josh exclaim loudly, opening his eye fully, saw Josh at a table laden with food, a large bottle of soda foaming over onto the carpet where it slurped and dissolved into the threads of the rug. Josh had leaped backward, his black basketball shorts swaying from his sudden movement and his ballcap shifting on his head.

"Ah fuck!" Josh said...and adjusted the cap on the soda bottle.

Kirk smiled wanly to himself, and then suddenly Josh glared at him in annoyance.

"'bout time you woke up," Josh said quirking one of his thick eyebrows in focused comment. "Let's eat...celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" Kirk said, sitting up in bed, and fumbling out the tangle of sheets and bedspread.

"You murderous motherfucker," Josh said. "That's what we will celebrate."

"Yeah, sounds like a fucking blast...from a silenced semi-automatic handgun."

Kirk stumbled out of bed, and pulled his sweats on, walking about in the stocking feet of his socks, sans ballcap which he left on the nightstand beside the bed.

Striding over to the table, Kirk regarded the food and other comestibles strewn out on the table.

"What a spread..." Kirk mumbled aloud, sitting down.

"It's not for staring at..."

"Thank-you for telling me that Joshy," Kirk quipped back in retort.

"You're welcome you murderous motherfucker," Josh said, "let's eat."

"Fuck you!"

"Nah, I was the one that slipped you my tongue...my baby-faced hero in sweats."

Kirk snorted in a mixture of disgust and amusement, and then reached for several breakfast biscuits.

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The unexpected celebratory banquet had ended with both friends filled with food, and then slowly waning in eating and ingestion.

"Delicious," Kirk said with a slight belch afterward.

"Scrumptious," Josh replied as he broke wind indifferently.

Kirk grinned at Josh's facial expression of "What, who me?"

Josh smiled, and sat back in his chair, considering if he wanted to eat more...but then opted not to.

"Thanks," Kirk said wiping his mouth with a paper napkin.

"You're welcome killer," Josh said with an antic tone and mischievous smile.

Kirk brought his hand down on the table, causing everything to rattle...and Josh to flinch involuntarily.

"Don't fuckin' call me that Joshy! Never ever call me a killer."

"Well what the fuckin' hell did you do back there huh?"

"You motherfucking bastard," Kirk said, tears coming to his eyes, "you think it is so fucking funny...it isn't...not for me."

Josh waited...staring at Kirk.

"Don't you get it? I'm a murderer...I killed three people...and now the government wants me dead. You're used to it...but I'm not ya know?"

"It was self-defense Kirk."

"No it was murder Josh...I wasted those three guys...I liked it, killing them, I was in a fury...so, but now...I am a monster."