Suicidal Dreams

Touch Me

Arising from our slumber we immediately got into action. We spent four hours every day training ourselves in inhumanly conditions. There was hand in hand combat, shooting practice, and being able to drive while shooting.

Kobra and I practiced our stances when we clash with Dracs. He practiced every step that was necessary. There was no extra movements used unless we truly had to.

Jet and Ghoul helped us by setting their guns to sting so they could shoot at us. Party was in charge of fighting us in hand to hand combat. He distracted and pulled us from each other so often that it was impossible to keep our stance.

Ever so often Kobra would curse when a ray beam grazed over his skin. My fist collided into Party's jaw and made him lose balance. This gave me the chance to twist his arms behind his back and use him as a shield. The ray beams seized when Party keep screaming out.

I pushed him aside and wiped away my sweat.

"Honey please for the love of god let the real fighters fight," Party hissed at me.

I gave him a cold stare before pulling out my ray gun, "alright then get in stance."

He did as I said and got back to back with Kobra. Ghoul prepared himself to start fighting with the boys. Their actions were very stiff at first but once we started shooting, they made it seem like they were robots. Accurately dodging our ray beams and completely demolishing Ghoul in combat. Party's techniques were swift and nothing less very astonishing.

I felt ashamed for having a bit of confidence that I was better than Party. In all seriousness who was I kidding, it's Party fucking Poison, leader of our rebellion. He had to be insanely good to be our leader.

It fascinated me how awful Ghoul was doing in separating them, but when he did they always found their way back to each other. At last Jet was able to shoot Patty in the leg.

"Fucking bitch!"

He cursed in agony as he continued to fight with Ghoul. I soon after jumped in because I was seriously unsatisfied with Ghoul's abilities.

Instead of fighting with Kobra I wound up getting in a small brawl with Party. Obvious enough the boys watched in anticipation, not sure if they should stop us before we kill each other.

I wasn't sure if it was healthy to have such hate for someone. Especially since the person you hate is related to the one you love.

"Hit me," he spat in my face.

My knuckles came into contact with his jaw again and made him spit out blood. A cunning smile appeared on his face.

There was an immense pain in my stomach when his knee hit my weak spot. He took that as his opportunity to get me off of him and hold me in place as he got on top. I squirmed around trying to loosen out of his grip.

He let go of my right wrist so he could point a gun finger at me.

"Bang," He whispered.

My hand slapped his cheek immediately after.

I kicked him off of me and reached for my gun.

The boys jumped in once they saw my finger lingering on the trigger.

"Whoa whoa! That's enough!" Kobra yelled at the both of us.

Ghoul restrained me away from Party who was also being held back by Jet.

Kobra was fuming with madness and looked me dead in the eye, "get in the fucking car!"

I tried to get out of Ghouls grip but failed miserably when he kicked my knee so I could fall to the floor.

"No fucking way!"

"This isn't up for discussion Honey," he said as he went over to Party went through his jacket to pull out the car keys. Ghoul picked me up and took me to the car while I thrashed around in his grip.

I gave up once I was seated in the car. Party kept giving me stares once Kobra got into the car. It was dead silent and all I could feel in the atmosphere was our screaming which was yet to come. Jet Star finally gave Party a chance to storm off into the diner.

"What is wrong with you!" Kobra fisted up his hand and punched the steering wheel as he slammed his foot of the pedal.

Unsure of where he was going made me tempted to ask where I was being taken. This of course didn't cause me to ask because I didn't want to speak with a mad Kobra.

"The both of you are so fucking childish it's insane! LIKE YOU TWO ARE ALWAYS COMPLAINING WHY WE CANT GO OUT ON RUNS ANYMORE, THATS YOUR REASON! YOU GUYS CANT WORK TOGETHER," he took in air to breath.

"I CANT COMPREHEND THE AMOUNT OF HATE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE FOR EACH OTHER! IM SO FED UP WITH IT THAT I JUST WANT TO SHOOT MYSELF IN HEAD!"

My eyes watched the speed dial crank up higher as he kept on ranting.

"MIGHT AS WELL TELL YOU WERE MY HEART MEDICATION IS BECAUSE ONE OF THESE DAYS IM GOING TO GET A HEART ATTACK BECAUSE OF YOU TWO!"

He paused briefly in thought, "ACTUALLY NO! I WON'T TELL YOU GUYS, I RATHER DIE THAN TO CONTINUE TO PUT UP WITH THE BOTH OF YOU."

I stayed quiet for a few minutes and then started to laugh. He stared at me like I was crazy, which I totally was.

"I can't wait to tell that to Party. HE IS GOING TO DIE OF LAUGHTER WITH ME!"

My chest and stomach started to ache from how hard I was laughing. Tears formed on the corner of my eyes and soon I started wheezing. Occasionally I would cough so I could get air into my lungs once again.

"Jesus Christ why do I hate the both of you so much and yet love you guys," he said while blowing of steam.

I finally contained myself and just looked at Kobra.

He started to decelerate the car and near a small neon pink building with boards hanging on windows.

He parked the car by the front door and got out. His body walked in front of the car and walked into the building while he signaled for me to go inside.

I opened the door and slammed it shut.

My feet walked up the wooden stairs that creaked in fear of being broken even more then they were.

As I entered I saw a makeshift bed in the living room along with a couch. I stared at Kobra as he took off his jacket and shirt.

I ached to get close to him the moment I laid eyes on his body.

"Are we seriously going to do this?"

I scuffed at how ridiculous Kobra was.

He got closer to me and tugged at my jeans so he could unbutton them.

"Hot heated sex is better than what we have," he said.

Smirking at his statement I gave in to his actions and slowly peeled off my clothes. The both of us crashed onto the makeshift bed and gave in to the love making.

I got up from the now uncomfortable bed and looked around for my sad excuse of clothes. Kobra held himself up with his left elbow to look at me.

"Round 2?"

I gave Kobra the finger for suggesting his bright ass idea. He laughed at my gestures and continued to watch me prance around somewhat naked. At last I found my stained white jeans and pulled them on.

"You can't just do all that and not expect me to wait for the next," he whined like a child and started to get dressed.

I walked over to him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"I love you, Mikey."

Before I could walk way like I always did, he enveloped me in his tight hug. His hands sinking into my pockets.

"Lets get going now, I still have to yell at Party," he smirked and pecked my lips.