The Life Of A Freak

Chapter 39

I groan as I wake up.

The hell...? I open my eys and see a large monkey. I push it off and see I am surounded by these weird red monkeys.

"Hello." I say. One grunts.

What is going on...? Why was I asleep? The last thing I remember? I was going to the bathroom and was hit on the head with something.

I look at my lap and try to remember exactly what happened - nothing coming to mind.

How did I end up in this strange situation? Why am I always separated from the group? It just does make sense.

I hear a loud roar, so instinctively I stand and notice that the monkeys backed down and ran off...are they scared? I shake the discovery out of my brain and head to the loud roar - Darren and Harkat must be there too.

When I get there I see Darren and Harkat laying next to a pit, looking at the sky.

Harkat was bleeding from his left upper arm, green nasty gooey, Little Person blood.

"Is now a good time to rest?" I ask.

Darren looked at me for a second then back at the sky.

"I'd say it is." Harkat says. "We just killed the panther."

"Without me?"

"If you were here then maybe you could have been involved." Harkat says.

"Ouch." I smile. Then grow serious. "You are really scratched up."

"I was before the fight." He jokes.

We headed to a near stream and cleaned out Harkats wounds and wrapped them with Darren's sweater.

"What about the ones on your face? We should stitch them up." I say.

"With what?" Harkat asks, annoyed.

"A peice of bone and maybe some hair."

"No I have anough scars."

"What if you get an infection?" Darren asks.

"Then I'm finished." Harkat says.

"No, we are going to stitch you up." I say, "Without you we are bound to get stuck in this place."

I pull out a few strings of my gray air thoroughly washed them in the stream and lead them back to the pit.

"Pull it out." I order them pointing down at the large black panther in the pit of stakes below.

They carefully climb down and push it up towards me and I pull it out - almost falling and dropping it on them, but not. I place it on the grass right next to the pit and try to find a small bone with having to dig completely through the corpse.

I use a bone from the panthers foot I head back to the stream and was it clean of and blood and other gunk. I call Harkat over to me and I stitch up his nasty gashes in his face.

After that Harkat made a fire while Darren and I went and got some food.

"Do you think Steve will actually try and kill us?" I ask.

"Yeah I do. He already did try."

"True... But what if he goes after the Cirque or our families... I mean. They are still our families even after all these years."

"We would never see them again anyway. But I would be pissed." Darren says.

"Darren... I have been hiding something..."

"What?"

"You know how 14 years ago we went to Lart- Mr. Crepsleys home town right?"

"Yeah..."