Boondock Saints

Chapter 9

I know I haven't been posting in a while, I'm sorry, but I hope you all had an awesome Thanksgiving and stuffed your faces with delicious food!!!

We sat around a table in Rocco's kitchen, I sat quietly next to Connor, while he and Murphy smoked. 

"So... anybody you think is evil?" Rocco exclaimed with wide eyes looked back and  forth between the brothers.

Murphy and Connor had just finished explaining to Rocco, and I that they had received a message from God.  To rid evil from Boston.  Crazy right?

"Right." Murphy nodded blowing out smoke.

"Well don't ya think that's a little weird? A little psycho?"

"No Roc, it's completely normal, what I think is psycho is when decent men with loving families-go home everyday after workand turn on their tv's.  Do you know what they see? Rapists, murderers, and molesters.  They're all getting out of prison."

I zoned out until Murphy growled, "Kill'em all. Admit you've even thought about it." Then I zoned out again. 

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Rocco slammed his fists down on the table making me jump in my chair, "Fuck Vincenzio, if he had half a brain he'd get rid of him soon.  Hell I'll do it for him.  Fuck it. I'm doing it, I deserve it.  I've been working for those fat bastards since in highschool and look at the fucking place.  They're fucking me, they can suck my pathetic little dick!" He screamed at no one in particular. 

I rolled my eyes and started to fall back to sleep when I heard a loud ear-piercing gunshot.  My eyes snapped open to see Connor's arms wrapped protectively around me. 

"Shit! Oh shit! I'm hit! Oh my god I'm hit! I'm hit!" Rocco screamed running around like a lunatic. 

"Fucking' hell Roc, you killed the bloody cat!" Connor cursed and tried to hold back a laugh.  Murphy dying from laughter on the floor.

"Rocco calm the hell down!" I shouted running after him. 
He looked up panicked, "Is it dead?" 

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The next morning, I woke up with a throbbing headache and sweating.  I opened my eyes to see Connor wrapped around me in a bear hug.  Awww Conn, "Get up you arse, I'm sweating and I need to pee." I said.  He groaned and rolled over.  And I headed to the kitchen.

I peered around the corner to see Rocco and Murphy in a heated argument.

"Where the fuck are ye goin'? Did you tell him?" Murphy asked.

"Of course I fuckin told him." Connor snapped behind me. 

"Hey you guys don't know that shit for sure!" Rocco crossed his arms and glared at Murphy and Connor.

"Oh you're such a fucking retard."

"Hey fuck you!" He shoved Connor back who was now in front of me, making me stumble to the floor.

"Hey watch it caveman." I growled.

Rocco looked at me shocked, then Connor pinned him to the wall, "Man, use your fucking brain for once.  It is so fuckin unbelievable that they don't fucking care about ya?"

"I'm the fuck out of here." He turned and slammed the door.  Connor and Murphy started to pace the room.  And I started to clean cat guts, fucking Rocco.

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We sat around the table waiting around the phone for any word from Rocco.  Connor was calmly reading a magazine but Murphy was becoming frustrated.  Suddenly the phone rang and Murphy ran and snatched it from the table. 

"Hey Roc, you okay?" Then Murphy hung up the phone and looked at us, "He said catch you on the flipside."

What the heck does that mean Rocco?

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