The opposite of silence [EDITING]

Ch 22: Franken-boobs

Eli POV

My ears start ringing as light shines through my closed eyelids. "Fuck" I grab my head, feeling the room spin around me, I pull myself up, noticing I'm on the couch. "Must have passed out" I look at the empty Jack Daniels bottles on the coffee table. A few drops still lingering at the bottom of most bottles.
"Good, you're awake" Franki looms over me, she leans over the back of the couch,
"Hey Eli, you must have a hang over after all of that drinking" I start speaking to myself. Franki suddenly hits me up the back of my head, sending a wave over me that certainly wasn't pleasant. My mouth starts to salivate, showing I need to vomit, I gag slightly.

"There's no food in your system to do that" Franki scowls, "I hope you liked binge drinking while I was away" she turns around and walks away, her hair lifts and flicks my cheek,
"I know you don't like me but was that really necessary?!" I shout, grabbing a couple of the jack bottles and stumbling over to the kitchen, I grab a black glass and unscrew the lids of the bottles. "This won't be enough to even make me feel" I sigh, turning the bottles upside down one by one into the glass, watching the small dribbles of whiskey drop into the glass.

I look at the remaining bottles, "maybe alcohol isn't the answer" I ponder to myself,
"No, but it's the question that you've really got to think about" Vicki emerges into the room from the wall,
"Yeah? Well what exactly is the question?" I ask, watching her hop onto the table and pull out a brownie, my stomach rumbles loudly. She smiles and shoves the cake into her mouth,
"C'mere" her mouth full, she rolls up her sleeve and takes one of the knives that lie on the table. "You need this" she slices into her wrist vertically, blood dripping onto her knee. I take the opportunity and put my glass under her, using Vicki's wrist like a tap and squeeze her arm, allowing the fluid to run into the glass smoothly.

"Thanks" I mutter once the glass was full.
"That'll fuck you up, you know that right?" She points to the Jack and blood mixture.
"I do it all the time, I'm sure it's not a killer" I joke around, then chug the glass back, letting the warm, metallic liquid slide down my throat.
"I'm high as fuck dude" she slides off the table and grabs the glass, so I couldn't finish the last drop.
"That's kinda what I was hoping for" I smile widely, feeling the drugs kicking in.
"You're fucked" she drinks the last of the mixture.
"That seems to be your word for today" I take the glass back, seeing it now empty. "Fuck sakes Vicki" I shout, grabbing one of the alcohol bottles from the bench,
"You're using it too now" she smiles, almost laughing.
"This isn't funny, I need that!" I smash the bottle in my hands, blood falling onto the carpet.

"Uh excuse me?" A new voice enters our conversation, I flick my head round seeing a new girl at the door. She's got different skin tones all over the place and not wearing much but blue rags. Her hair very different too, one side brunette and curly, the other blonde and straight. Both sides pulled into two high ponytails.

"Ah fuck" I growl, my hand balling into a fist, the glass sinking into my skin.
"Death goddess!!" Vicki yells, jumping into her seat at the table. Franki walks into the kitchen and makes herself a coffee.
"Sit down" she glances over to the new girl. "Useless" she changes her expression when she looks at me

"Fuck!" I exclaim, feeling the pain in my palm, like the inside of my hand was on fire. I look back at the new Frankenstein like girl.
"Your hand dumb-fuck" Naomi stands behind me.
"Shit child, you're sneaky" I jump, getting a fright from the small pink haired gamer.
"I'll fix it" Naomi takes my hand and looks at it, she nods to herself "yep, definitely" she rubs her chin. I raise an eyebrow at her.

My hand was removed from my wrist quickly and almost painlessly, it's probably the drugs. "This is not how we resolve shit" I try to snatch my hand back off her, she pulls away and runs to her room,
"You get this back when you learn to share" she says, flinging my decapitated hand back and forth. She enters her room, a trail of blood leading from me to her door.
"I don't think you know what sharing means!" I shout, walking after her.

"Here" the new girl grabs my arm, pulling me back. She smiles at me, pulling off her hand and putting it on my nub. She pulls a needle and thread out of her hair and starts to sew it up.

"You're nice, I like you" I look at her, my eyes averting to her large boobs "and she's got tig biddies" I smirk,
"Can we all just get this done, I have shit to do" Franki sits down at the table,
"I think she was a good investment" my eyes don't move from the new girls' boobs. "What do I call a beautiful woman such as yourself?" I ask her, winking.
"Harriette" she smiles again, still focusing on sewing my new hand up "Harri for short"

"She's like a Franki and Mei combined" I felt my heart beat in my chest for the first time in a while. "Mei" I mood changes instantly,
"Who's that?" Harri asks, finishing her sewing. I look away, trying to take my arm back. Harri grabs hold of my wrist tightly, "don't run from how you feel" she lifts my arm to her lips and kisses her needlework, then rips a strip of fabric from what would be her shorts, she wraps it round my wrist and new hand.

I scoff "it's all I do" I take my arm back forcefully.
"Then maybe it's time to learn something new" Harri pushes me harshly, I lose my balance and fall to the floor, I prop myself up and glare at her
"The fuck?!" I shout, she smirks at me as she crawls on top of me, straddling me.
"I see the way you look at me" she runs the needle up my singlet "I know what you need" the needle gets close to my face, I start to panic a little, having something sharp near my face is a no go.
"This is my money maker" I whimper, flinching slightly. Suddenly she jams the needle up one of my nostrils, through the side.
"A new piercing" Harri gleams with happiness, "it suits you too" She gets off me and helps me up.
I wriggle my nose, feeling the new metal through my skin.
"Thanks?"

"Harriette William turner. A creation from another dimension. Older than death itself" Franki folds her arms under her breasts, puffing on a cigarette.