Storyboy & Country Girl

[Country Girl]

When I woke up, my left arm was stiff, I barely moved it and it cracked. It was more sore than throbbing now it had been yesterday. I sighed softly. I wasn't surprised that I'd had nightmares last night, I usually did. My doctor hadn't found out how to stop them, my father wouldn't pay for the tests they could do to see what caused it. I knew what caused it though. It was the fact my rapiest and my mothers murderer was still out there. I was just scared that he'd come back and finish the job.

[Storyboy]

-you mention that a lot-

I heard the girl wake up, "Hey I'm making eggs, want some?" I finished cooking them and tossed them on two plates. "We can head out after breakfast. How's your arm feeling?"

[Country Girl]

"I'm okay." I said softly, meaning the eggs. "Stiff, very stiff." I said softly. It wasn't sleeping on a couch that did it. It was just the wounds that did it. I knew which knife he'd used too. I'd given him a pocket knife for his birthday, and that was what he used to do this to me. I'd seen a glimpse of it last night.

[Storyboy]

I sat down with my eggs and ate them. When she didn't claim hers, I ate them too. "So where to?" I asked. I had a free day today. Tomorrow ws a different sotry, back to work again.

[Country Girl]

"I guess my place." I said softly, I could sew myself up there. Thankfully my dad wasn't going to be there. As if on cue my phone started to go off. I just answered. I already thought I knew who it was. "Hello? Oh...hi dad." I said softly. And then he was flat out screaming at me for not coming home last night and he was worried about me and he almost called work to let the shifts to keep an eye out for me. I rolled my eyes, then he started to threaten he wasn't going on the training trip and this and that. "No, you should go. I mean you didn't want to call you little buddies in Cincinnati when mom and I never came home that night, so why be so worried now?" I was still speaking calmly, but I was about to loose it. "What do you mean? Who?" I asked, then there was a gun shot on the other side of the line. "Dad? Hello?" I asked. I could hear him get on the radio, for help. I knew what was going to happen, he was going to go to the hospital, then he'd be moving back to Cincinnati, now if I stayed or went was on me.

[Storyboy]

-well isn't that dramatic...well hey sorry I just don't think the nonstop action is ky thin I'm going to drop, sorry-

[Country Girl]

~What?~