New Rogues In Town

Chapter 24: Get out

“Get out.”

Carter was beyond furious when I told him everything. Joya wasn’t exactly a basket of sunshine either. I fully understood their anger. I didn’t blame them at all. So there I sat in my old apartment across the city wondering what the fuck to do next. It was early the morning after everything happened and I hadn’t slept at all. I honestly hadn’t even tried. I just sat there and racked my brain over how to make it all right again. I mean I figured they’d be pissed but I had no idea that I would be kicked out. Alone, once again. The only difference this time was I didn’t have Joya with me and that was probably the hardest realization for me to come to. Although, I finally got what I always wanted. I wanted her away from me so that she could no longer be in danger.

A knock came at the door which caused me to jump to my feet and stand on the couch as if a killer clown was under the couch. I forgot our ceiling was so low and I literally hit my head on the ceiling fan. Thank god that thing was on low. It would have sliced my head right off. I would however be sporting a pretty nasty cut across my forehead. Who the hell knew I was here? Could it be my father? Wearily I crept towards the door with intentions of looking out of the peep hole when a voice interrupted.

“Cat, stop looking out of the damn peephole and let me in.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked as I opened the door “And what the hell happened to your face?”

Toby’s right eye was a deep shade of purple and he was bleeding out of a small gash above his eyebrow. His nose was slightly crooked and red. I am sure it was broken. His lips were swollen so much that it looked like he had been making out inside of a brothel in the French quarters down in Louisiana. (The point being, they were really puffy)

“Well, we since Carter knows we aren’t cousins anymore, he didn’t take his sweet time in throwing punches. Not only was he pissed we weren’t family, he was pissed that I knew and he didn’t. To top it all off, I actually helped you. So yeah, he wasn’t just bursting with love at the news.” He mumbled as he stepped in and flopped down onto the couch. “Besides what the hell happened to your face?” He repeated my words in a mimicking tone.

I placed my hand on my head wincing. I had forgotten the incident minutes earlier with the fan. Sure enough there was a small gash where the blade had attacked me.

“Let’s just say the other guy looks a lot worse.” I laughed and then proceeded to tell him what happened with the fan.

After about ten minutes of the idiot laughing hysterically and dry heaving while clutching his stomach, Toby started to calm down.

“It’s not that funny.” I said unamused.

“I just keep picturing your face and how your head probably bobbled as the blade hit you. That alone makes it so funny.” He shrugged still smiling like an idiot.

“Asshole.”

“So you got anything to eat around here?” Toby asked nodding towards the kitchen.

“No, but we can order take out or something. I assume you will be staying here.”

“Yeah, I ain’t got nowhere else to go.” He replied.

“Okay, so pizza or burgers?”

“Let’s order burgers from that place downtown. I think it’s called Checkers.”

“Yeah, that place is amazing. I’ll call now.”

After a half an hour we were sitting on the couch watching the original Robocop and eating burgers. Toby was happily shoving his third triple bacon burger into his mouth like a starved beast. He had more food on his face than him mouth I think. His cheeks resembled Alvin and the chipmunks because his mouth was so full. Men.