Post by fellalibby on Apr 5, 2020 22:41:00 GMT -5
-Its been a few days since I had my run in with Apathy. To say she put money where her mouth is is a understatement. Not only did she outperform herself, she also made me come to realization of somethings. That maybe the boss man wasn't such a needed element that I thought. Maybe, she could help me find the man I needed. And, maybe just maybe... I should trust this woman.-
-Still, I had a job to uphold and thus, I had to return to my brother. Ensure his safety and safety of others around him. It has been a few days since I left him alone. God only knows whats happened to him since then. I headed back to Boston, to find my landlord's window all fixed, which was weird because I didn't remember paying him yet. So I went into the bar, and to my surprise it was quite full, even for daylight time I found my landlord behind the counter and he had a big smile on his face, that is till he saw me-
Bobby: Oh god its you again.
Eoin: Hey Bob, when did the window get repaired mate?
Bobby: A week ago, your brother filled your tab. Like he always does.
Eoin: What?! Where is Eric?
Bobby: He's upstairs, where you would've been had you not skipped town and try to be a "professional" loser like you.
-"Professional"? Kicking ass is as professional as it can ever get with a guy like me in this world. Its not like the window was broken by anyone else but me. And I had to fix it. But Eric my money to do it? Where and how? I left the bar and went straight for my apartment. Opening the door and I find Eric on the couch smoking his weed. It was like a steam furnace in the room-
Eric: Yoooooo bro.
Eoin: Eric! *cough cough* What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!
Eric: Well man... Your boss sent you some big bills and took em and came home. Even fixed ol Bobby's window and got lit the fuck up man...
Eoin: You fucking moron! Why the bloody hell would you take my money?!
Eric: You left me alone bro... I did what was necessary to survive. Survival of the fittest my brother.
Eoin: You!.... Ugh whats the point. You'll never listen to me laddie.
-I sat in my old green chair it was leather all around and quite comfortable to lean back in.-
Eric: So bro. You follow those chicks?
Eoin: Yeah... Mostly followed one.
Eric: Oh. What happened? You just... Left me back in that town.
Eoin: I followed the lass known as Apathy. Shes a minx I'll tell ya. Kicked my arse in a restaurant and tricked me into following her to a stall where I... joined her side. And on top of that as a downside payment. She gave me the best fuckin' head that I've ever bleedin' had ever. None of these hookers out here even come remotely close to how amazing it was. Because it felt real. Like she wasn't just doing it to get me off her back or nothing just... Real.
-I stared up at the ceiling remembering the feeling that I had from that day. I couldn't get it out of my mind. Either the woman is a bloody Goddess or shes just really damn good at what she does.-
Eric: Sooo... Are you working for Johnny still?
-My happy train of thought was thrown out the window when Eric opened his mouth again-
Eoin: Yes and no Eric. Yes I'll tell him somethings that he tasked me with bu-
Eric: Well good because he sent you a match.
Eoin: I- what?
-Eric tossed me a booking sheet that had me slated in a singles with the opponent, Alexis Skye, getting a manager-
Eoin: Well ain't that a load of shit. Guess I'll always be fighting uphill battles. Can't be left alone in a one on one match up. No gotta make sure all angles are covered make sure this Skye chick, whose good enough on her own mind you, gotta have this Maddox guy make sure I can't win. Sure, fuck it. I'm game to get my arse kicked sure. But I'm gonna make some bruises and blood before I go down. Fuckin try my patience already Johnny. And he don't even know what I know yet! I haven't even talked with the lad!
Eric: Maybe thats why your booked like this bro?
Eoin: Fuck if I know Eric but if thats the case then so be it. Come on! Lets go.
-Eric put his blunt out and got out of his couch stumbling around crashing into Eoin and the brothers crash backward into the chair-
Eoin: Eric for fucks sakes mate come on!
Eric: Sorry, sorry man. Hey uh, could you tell me the blow job story again? It sounded good...
Eoin: ... Later. Lets go come on.
-Eoin dragged Eric by his collar out of the room leaving the smoke hanging high with the blunt not fully put out-
-Still, I had a job to uphold and thus, I had to return to my brother. Ensure his safety and safety of others around him. It has been a few days since I left him alone. God only knows whats happened to him since then. I headed back to Boston, to find my landlord's window all fixed, which was weird because I didn't remember paying him yet. So I went into the bar, and to my surprise it was quite full, even for daylight time I found my landlord behind the counter and he had a big smile on his face, that is till he saw me-
Bobby: Oh god its you again.
Eoin: Hey Bob, when did the window get repaired mate?
Bobby: A week ago, your brother filled your tab. Like he always does.
Eoin: What?! Where is Eric?
Bobby: He's upstairs, where you would've been had you not skipped town and try to be a "professional" loser like you.
-"Professional"? Kicking ass is as professional as it can ever get with a guy like me in this world. Its not like the window was broken by anyone else but me. And I had to fix it. But Eric my money to do it? Where and how? I left the bar and went straight for my apartment. Opening the door and I find Eric on the couch smoking his weed. It was like a steam furnace in the room-
Eric: Yoooooo bro.
Eoin: Eric! *cough cough* What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!
Eric: Well man... Your boss sent you some big bills and took em and came home. Even fixed ol Bobby's window and got lit the fuck up man...
Eoin: You fucking moron! Why the bloody hell would you take my money?!
Eric: You left me alone bro... I did what was necessary to survive. Survival of the fittest my brother.
Eoin: You!.... Ugh whats the point. You'll never listen to me laddie.
-I sat in my old green chair it was leather all around and quite comfortable to lean back in.-
Eric: So bro. You follow those chicks?
Eoin: Yeah... Mostly followed one.
Eric: Oh. What happened? You just... Left me back in that town.
Eoin: I followed the lass known as Apathy. Shes a minx I'll tell ya. Kicked my arse in a restaurant and tricked me into following her to a stall where I... joined her side. And on top of that as a downside payment. She gave me the best fuckin' head that I've ever bleedin' had ever. None of these hookers out here even come remotely close to how amazing it was. Because it felt real. Like she wasn't just doing it to get me off her back or nothing just... Real.
-I stared up at the ceiling remembering the feeling that I had from that day. I couldn't get it out of my mind. Either the woman is a bloody Goddess or shes just really damn good at what she does.-
Eric: Sooo... Are you working for Johnny still?
-My happy train of thought was thrown out the window when Eric opened his mouth again-
Eoin: Yes and no Eric. Yes I'll tell him somethings that he tasked me with bu-
Eric: Well good because he sent you a match.
Eoin: I- what?
-Eric tossed me a booking sheet that had me slated in a singles with the opponent, Alexis Skye, getting a manager-
Eoin: Well ain't that a load of shit. Guess I'll always be fighting uphill battles. Can't be left alone in a one on one match up. No gotta make sure all angles are covered make sure this Skye chick, whose good enough on her own mind you, gotta have this Maddox guy make sure I can't win. Sure, fuck it. I'm game to get my arse kicked sure. But I'm gonna make some bruises and blood before I go down. Fuckin try my patience already Johnny. And he don't even know what I know yet! I haven't even talked with the lad!
Eric: Maybe thats why your booked like this bro?
Eoin: Fuck if I know Eric but if thats the case then so be it. Come on! Lets go.
-Eric put his blunt out and got out of his couch stumbling around crashing into Eoin and the brothers crash backward into the chair-
Eoin: Eric for fucks sakes mate come on!
Eric: Sorry, sorry man. Hey uh, could you tell me the blow job story again? It sounded good...
Eoin: ... Later. Lets go come on.
-Eoin dragged Eric by his collar out of the room leaving the smoke hanging high with the blunt not fully put out-