Monday, June 18, 2007
New Beginning 296
"Shoot it again." Ben said.
"Can't. That last one was our last round." I replied.
"Well we have to do something."
"I know." I threw the gun at it. It missed. "Well that didn't work."
"You idiot we might need that later."
He was right, we would need it later, and would very much miss having it. How did the saying go, better to have a gun and not need it than not have one when you do. I was pretty stupid to throw it away but at the time, it seemed like a good idea. You would think that someone who constantly gets bit in the ass for not thinking ahead would eventually start but I was a slow learner.
"Well, I'm outta here."
"But that guy on TV said to stay indoors."
"I don't think he meant for us to stay and keep that thing company. But do whatever you want." Ben was my friend, but I could care less for his opinion at the time, I was getting the hell out of there.
"Fine go, you little bitch."
"You're a bitch." I started to walk away. The silence that ensued told me that Ben was thinking hard about what to do.
Ben pointed at my sneakers. "Take off your shoes."
The guy was unbelievable. "No way. If I can't hit it with a gun, there's no way I can get it with my shoes."
"No, I have an idea. Take them off." He could be real exasperating sometimes, but his idea was one more than I had, so I began to unlace my sneakers.
"Someone has to get help. They're Nikes, right?"
"Top of the line." I handed them over. "Three hundred a pair." He threw off his own loafers and began to put on my Nikes. "But there's no way you'll out run that thing, even in my . . . "
He looked at me. "Doesn't matter. So long as I can outrun you."
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Ril's fingers hovered over the keys. There was no way the minions would go for such a hackneyed punchline, surely? Or would they? It is Monday, he thought. What the hell . . . He keyed in the word verification -- dntgdit -- and pressed "Publish."
Opening: Anonymous.....Continuation: ril