The opposite of silence [EDITING]

Ch 17: love/hate

~Eli~

"Fag" Naomi throws blue fabric over my face, I pull it from my head and examine it,
"Why did you throw your dress at me?" I hold up the small Lolita dress, then notice Naomi isn't in her normal clothes, she's wearing a grey hoodie with little bear ears on the hood and white shorts, I notice she's not wearing anything under her hoodie. She's also got baby blue boots and crimson fingerless gloves.
"We're going into simulation room" she slings a baseball bat over her shoulder, "you're coming"
"I'm not really in the mood to throw around bullets Naomi" I stand up from my bed and hand her dress to her
"You have too" she doesn't blink, doesn't move. She just stares at me, I sigh knowing Franki would kill me if I miss ' family bonding time '
"Alright" I close my door to put on better clothes than burgundy bum-pants and a tank top.
"Why'd you close the door?" Naomi asks from outside my room,
"I need to get Better clothes on" I rummage through my wardrobe looking for my red and black plaid button up shirt and my black skinny jeans.
"Found what you're looking for?" Naomi's in my room, I look from the door to her.
"I didn't even hear your come in" I go back to searching,
"Why is there a shirt over your chainsaw?" She asks after a moment of silence, I spin my head around to look at my chainsaw that's normally beside my bed,
"Fuck Naomi, why didn't you tell me?" I grab the shirt, my pants also hinding under it.
"I just did" her monotone voice as calm as ever
"You're definitely Kali's daughter" I mutter, taking my shirt off along with my pants. Naomi doesn't move, she's still expressionless towards me. "You'd be a lot cooler if you actually felt emotions" I put my skiny jeans on and weave a belt on too.
"You'd be a lot cooler if you had less emotion" she shoots back, looking up and down my chest,
I slide my arms through my shirt and go to button it up, but Naomi puts her hand over my arm and looks in my eyes
"Leave it" she sounds like she's threatening me, her cheeks turn a rosy pink to match her hair, I raise an eyebrow at her,
"Want me to unbutton my pants too?" I wink at her, she rolls her eyes and stands up,
"Climb your ego and jump to your IQ. Ball-bag" she spits and walks out of my room,
"Ten out of ten for the insult" I laugh, grabbing my chainsaw and following her, "but a simple 'kill yourself' is an easier way to say it" I catch up to her and kiss her hair, then dodging any attack she might throw.
"I wasn't born with enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel about you" she lifts up her middle finger and scowls at me,
"That's enough Naomi" Franki grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me towards her,
"You know it's a bad idea to get her angry" she whispers, looking at my unbuttoned shirt "why are you dressed like a homeless man?" Franki pushes me backwards, she doesn't look impressed
"This is style Franki" I pull the collar up on the shirt

"That's what you call it?" She raises a non existent eyebrow
"Ha. Ha" I dead pan,
"I'm sorry guys, I couldn't find my sword" Elli hops into the lounge holding a katana, "we can start" she sings, skipping up to the door.
"Finally" Naomi sighs, typing something into a computer, the metal door opens and we all step inside the room so the game could load up.