"What are we doing? Really. What-what is this?" "I'm sorry, I don't know," "Exactly. We don't know. I don't know you, you don't know me. What is this then?" "...I-" "You don't know."
***
"Ugh I hate this. This makes up for any and all cardio I've missed these past few days," Chloe groaned while panting with her hands on her knees as she crouched down, trying to catch her breath.
"Well, it was either this or risk getting shot in the head so take your pick, sweetheart," I chuckled and she flipped me off, probably too tired to make any sort of sarcastic remark. We'd just been running (quietly and stealthily of course) because we got a glimpse of what could be Aditya's men.
"Do we even know for sure if that's Aditya or his men? I'm pretty sure we ran for no bloody reason," Bert panted out while glaring at me. "Wanna go back and make sure?" I snapped at him and he waved his hand in an attempt to shush me.
"Family time's sweet and shit, but maybe you'd wanna see what's-" "Wait no I liked family time. Haven't had that in so long," Aryan faked a pout to which Anna squinted at him. She cocked her head to the left slightly and licked her lips in annoyance before saying, "I didn't ask you to guilt trip me," to which Aryan snorted in response.
"Anyway, before someone-" she turned to glare aggressively at Aryan who grinned widely in response, "-interrupted me I was saying that we're at the ruins, if anyone's cared to notice," Anna pointed out. It didn't even take a damn millisecond for Aryan to counter her (again) and say, "No we're not. We're a few feet away from the ruins. They're in sight but we're not there yet," and Anna clenched her fist, Aryan seemingly satisfied at getting a rise out of her.
"What'll it take for you to shut up?" Anna finally asked as we walked over to the ruins; Bert, Chloe and I a few feet behind, for safety reasons of course. "Way more than you could afford," another frustrated sigh left Anna as she stopped in her tracks to simply glare at Aryan's back as he walked ahead, a bounce now evident in his steps.
"Hey can you pass me that notepad," almost all, if not all traces of humour left his voice as he crouched down besides a flat stump of cement with faded carvings and held his hand out for whoever had the notepad to place it in, which Chloe did promptly before crossing her arms and leaning against a tree.
"Jesus fuck I don't know who I feel bad for," Aryan grimaced as he stood up slowly. "Why, what happened?" I straightened up my posture and rolled my shoulders back slightly. "Nothing too concerning as of now, it's just rather sad," "You say that like what's-his-face went on a killing spree-oh I get it," Anna nodded once she realised what happened. Or partially realised.
"Yeah, and he felt guilty for it. I guess getting someone to torture your town's members might feel a little different from ending up on a rampage and killing people," "Just a little," Chloe snickered into her hand.
Aryan waved her off and continued, "In a nutshell he just said a lot on how this was all a mistake and he deeply regrets killing so many people-" "People? As in plural?" I interrupted and he nodded slightly to confirm but his face only showed confusion.
"So either this isn't his first kill or he wrote this after he was done. If it's the latter then the body of that girl has to be somewhere close right? Since he killed her last."
Everyone pondered over my assumption for a moment before Aryan scurried over to another cement stump looking creation that presumably would have looked better a few hundred years ago. Anna tapped her foot rapidly against the ground while shifting her weight from one foot to another before saying, "What's that one say?"
"Have some patience won't you!" Aryan snapped and she raised her hands to feign defeat before leaning back against a tree and smirking, only to groan in disgust as she felt moss against her back. Aryan snorted but his eyes stayed flickering between the notepad and the cement stump right in front of him.
"Holy-hot damn-oh shit," Aryan either kept interrupting himself at intervals of a second or two, or he trailed off in what seemed to be a mix of confusion, shock, sympathy and disgust. So what feel when I see old pictures of myself from middle school. R.I.P. emo phase (in this context rip means rest in pieces because...no).
"What's he done, well, talked about doing, now?" Bert asked, amusement flashing across his face for some reason. "I can't translate much really since a lot of the words are not here anymore, but from what I can figure out, he's written something about where his body will be found," A shred of hope came over me but went just as fast when reality dawned over me.
"Goddamn it!" Anna groaned after kicking a tree; in frustration over not knowing the location or from pain, I couldn't tell. Actually, knowing Anna it was probably the former.
"Anna, I know it's frustrating and all but please, don't abuse that poor tree," Aryan said with utmost seriousness, already knowing that he'd get the Anna trademarked response; that is, a middle finger as the receiver faced her back and hearing her mutter the words, "Cunt-face."
"Don't insult cunts like that, they're great. Well, it makes sense though. You wouldn't know since you don't have one," Oh no Aryan really was asking for it this time. I bit back a grin but didn't bother masking the gleam of amusement that probably flashed in my eyes.
"Why, do you have one?" Anna turned around sharply and crossed her hands. "Nope, but I sure as hell would know more since I have, *cough* gotten some *cough*," and I swear Anna's eyes flashed black.
"I'll bet I've gotten more action with females than you," Anna cocked her head and waited for a reply. "I never doubted that, I only doubted your genitalia," Aryan raised a perfectly arched eyebrow and shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Just because you have a micro penis doesn't mean you need to act like a large one to make up for it," Anna snarled.
"Y'know what, let's call it a truce for now. No more insulting each other's genitalia. Got it?" Chloe tried but Anna and Aryan still flared at each other, though the latter's seemed more laid back and amused really.
Chloe sighed and pulled out a gun, putting it's safety off and that's when the two in question backtracked, though it did take longer for Anna to agree to Chloe's conditions.
***
"I'll have you know that my penis is perfectly fine. Slightly above average in length and slightly below average in girth."
"Wha-why would you even-fucking hell man! That's too much information!"
"You started it!"
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Teen Fiction"What are we doing? Really. What-what is this?" "I'm sorry, I don't know," "Exactly. We don't know. I don't know you, you don't know me. What is this then?" "...I-" "You don't know."
