Aftertaste [COMPLETED]

Chapter 20 :: R.I.P Gerry

BERLIN'S P.O.V.

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IN THE CAR, Logan dropped his head onto the dashboard with a grasp of his still heaving chest.

I started the engine and slumped back into my seat just long enough to evaluate what had just happened. "Great, now we might not even get credit for the last few hours."

Logan lifted his head and looked at me as if I were crazy. "Screw the hours, I almost lost my life in there." I rolled my eyes at this absurd statement. "Logan,the guy was wearing shackles..." "So?! I'm almost positive that those shackles wouldn'ta held him back went he went all Super Sayan on bro back in Africa. Bruh wasn't using his ankles to chop of anybody's head. Man...they do not play in the Congo."

Before I had a chance to reason with my irrational friend, something else caught my eye.

"Logan?" He lifted an eyebrow and gave a half nod. "What's up?"

"Okay, I can tell you, but you have to promise me you won't freak out." "Okay..." "Uh-um." I pointed upward to the top of the car."

Logan's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets and he had to put a fits to his mouth to stifle a scream. There, at the roof of the car, directly above Logan's head, was a gigantic spider.

It looked as if it were a cross between a daddy long legs and a tarantula. "Not freaking out, notfreakingout. There's a mutant spider, possibly deadly but it's okay cause I'm not freaking out," he said all in one breath.

I looked at him with a panicked expression. "What do we do?" He pressed his body up against the passenger door and looked up at the arachnid clinging to cloth above us.

He said, "Ask him if he's got gas money, fuck you mean? Bite me if you want to, go ahead and make me into spider man, you still paying for transport. If you need a ride, then money you need to slide, I don't do free."

I started to laugh but then somehow the spider lost its velvety grip and fell right onto the passengers seat next to Logan's leg.

I let out a scream and so did he. "Oh my god, Logan, get it! Get it!" "No, no no no no no no. Get it away, get it away, get it away!"

He open up his door and rolled off of his seat onto the pavement where he scrambled up to his knees. Then, locking in on its target, the spider began to scurry toward him, and I had flashbacks to Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Just then, all I could manage was, "Goodbye, friend of Hagrid."

"Nope. Nope nope." Logan had all but flipped when I suggested, "Trap it! Get something." "Well, wha— what do I use??" "I don't know, get something."

In one swift movement, he reached over to the glove box and pulled out a napkin, throwing it down over the still moving spider. "Ha! I got you now you ugly brown bastard!"

He tried to pick it up to throw it out of the car, but by now, much of its body had been reexposed. "Owe! You bit me!" He threw the spider clear across the parking lot and I swear I saw it bounce a few times before landing limply beside the curb.

Logan climbed back into the car and slammed his door shut.

He looked down at the spot where he'd been bitten. "My hand is tingling...I feel... a change." Gripping his wrist, he looked up at me. "I think I got spidey powers." I rolled my eyes. "No, I think you need a tetanus shot."

Logan smacked his lips. "Man, why you gotta be a buzz kill?" "Oh hush, put your seatbelt on."

He obeyed and I threw the car into reverse and pulled off away from the parking area and our dearly departed friend.