MISFITS- Nathan Young

Act Natural

TRIGGER WARNING: Again brief mentions of self harm & eating disorders

Annabelle didnt remember the rest of the day. Or when she'd gotten home. She was just glad she didn't have to work after that shit show. All she really remembered was the smell of the corpses when they'd chucked them into the massive hole the boys had dug, and scrubbing at her skin once she'd gotten in the shower to try and get the smell off of her.

When she woke up the morning after, she felt absolutely awful. Her head was pounding and her wrists ached and stung whenever they brushed against something. She barely paid attention to what she was doing while getting ready. Hell, she wasn't even completely sure her outfit matched. She didn't bother to brush her hair either.

The walk to the community center felt like it had taken forever. Everyone in the locker room was silent, and no one even really glanced up when she entered. God, she wanted weed. She'd have to roll herself a joint later.

There was a new probation officer there already. A woman called Sally. She'd gathered the misfits around in one of the main areas, eying the six a little suspiciously. "Gary and my colleague Tony have been reported missing." She said simply, scanning over the younger people. When no one said anything, she continued.

"Their families are very worried about them. Have you seen anything unusual? Anything at all."

The woman was met with silence.

"You saw something?" She suddenly questioned, and Annabelle's gaze shifted to Nathan. What the hell was he doing?

Nathan nodded ever so slightly and stuck his hands in his pockets. "A few days ago... I go into the toilets. Tony and Gary were in there. They're butt naked. Tony has Gary by his hair, like this," He moved a hand back to grab at the back of his own curly head. "And he's jus'.. doin' 'im. Doggy style." He began to move his hips, and the shorter woman felt her nose wrinkle as Nathan continued. "And Tony's like... 'whose your daddy? I'm your daddy! I'm big daddy."

The boy continued his weird sexual display for another few seconds before he finished and stuck his hands on his hips. "So I'm guessin' they've run away to continue their illicit... homosexual affair. And I ask you- in this world, of intolerance... and prejudice... who are w- who are we, to condemn them?"

Sally just stared blankly at him for a few seconds. Her expression was nearly unreadable but Annabelle could swear there was a bit of disappointment in there. Then the older woman walked off without a word.

A bit later, before they were going to have to go out for their actual community service, the group had gathered on the roof of the building. It was mostly quiet, other than a polite question or two.

Nobody seemed to mind the silence, though. Annabelle had stuck an earphone in and was sat on the concrete. The sky was bright yet slightly cloudy, the waves on the river below calm despite the slight breeze that was blowing through the air.

"I think we got away with it." Nathan spoke after another moment, pulling his cigarette away from his lips while his eyes watched Sally down below, who was walking off. Curtis glanced at him. "D'you actually believe that? Or are you just really dumb?"

Nathan shot him a look of mock offense. "I actually believe that." He grinned a little. Annabelle lifted her arm, holding her fingers out for the cigarette between his own. He handed it over without much grief. "I mean, I was there, right? I should have one of these bullshit powers." He grumbled. Apparently still going on about not getting a power. She vaguely remembered him whining the day before. "Y'can have mine." Kelly shrugged. "Ya wanna hear with people are thinkin' about you?"