Sanctuary (Dunham)
Sept 2, 2014 15:52:37 GMT -5
Post by Jack Lexington on Sept 2, 2014 15:52:37 GMT -5
Of course Ifeel bad because Brody is in a lot of pain by my hand now. With his parens around and crouching down to help him it gets pretty uncomfortable but when Brody mentions he might have deserved it, it reminds me that he punched me in the chest causing probably the same amount of discomfort and a few days later came up with the great idea of drown proofing. It seemed to have worked but was pretty darn nasty so yeah, maybe he deserved it.
At least he takes my hand and says. "Don't do that shit again and we'll call it even for the time I punched you in the chest."
"Deal." I tell him and pull him to his feet while I try toignore the painedlook on his face. The next few days will be pretty bad.
I catch the glance his mother gives me and don't like it one bit. The woman is so stern and her face clearly tells me that she disapproves of my unfair punch so I look away.Idon't do well with moms, not even his.
His fathers suggestion to go to the lake sounds better. Apparently his son has cooled down enough to be safe around again.
I wipe the sweat from mybrow and pick up the material I had ditched on the grass.
"Thanks, Mr. O'Rourke." The equipment is placed back in his arms before I follow Brody back down to the lake where we went swimming the day before.
While he walks pretty slow I roll my shoulders to ease the tension but except for a sore spot around my neck I feel alright.
With my hand I scoop some water from the cool lake to put it on the back of my neck.
Then I sit down and wait for him to join me. It takes a while that I use to watch a few birds land near the water and the wind blow small ripples across the lake but finally I ask.
"I've never seen you like this. You looked pretty darn pissed. Anything I should know?" He seems like an opponent who could get really bad under the wrong circumstances.
At least he takes my hand and says. "Don't do that shit again and we'll call it even for the time I punched you in the chest."
"Deal." I tell him and pull him to his feet while I try toignore the painedlook on his face. The next few days will be pretty bad.
I catch the glance his mother gives me and don't like it one bit. The woman is so stern and her face clearly tells me that she disapproves of my unfair punch so I look away.Idon't do well with moms, not even his.
His fathers suggestion to go to the lake sounds better. Apparently his son has cooled down enough to be safe around again.
I wipe the sweat from mybrow and pick up the material I had ditched on the grass.
"Thanks, Mr. O'Rourke." The equipment is placed back in his arms before I follow Brody back down to the lake where we went swimming the day before.
While he walks pretty slow I roll my shoulders to ease the tension but except for a sore spot around my neck I feel alright.
With my hand I scoop some water from the cool lake to put it on the back of my neck.
Then I sit down and wait for him to join me. It takes a while that I use to watch a few birds land near the water and the wind blow small ripples across the lake but finally I ask.
"I've never seen you like this. You looked pretty darn pissed. Anything I should know?" He seems like an opponent who could get really bad under the wrong circumstances.
