We're all monsters here | By : MissMikaele Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 10783 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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As Sasha walked through the halls of the building only stopping for a second to go into a room to deposit her goodies in the appropriate places she decided she would see if the tub in their "bathroom" was full of water yet. Their bathroom was a large room with a drain in the middle, six lockers, and a copper tub under a large set of pipes, and drying clothes. Technically there was no running water but the pipes still leaked steadily into the tub and it only took three or four hours to fill, and sure enough it was full to the brim. She walked back to the door and closed it and drew the dusty plastic blinds closed so her brothers knew she was in there if they decided to get up and look for her. A few of the things she had stolen from the woman included a bar of expensive lavender and vanilla soap and matching shampoo and hair oil, she inhaled all three and thought of Helen, no matter how hard she tried she always thought of Helen when she smelled lavender, she always thought of the happy life she led back then. She loved the smell but it made her long for days long lost, but when happiness was hard to come by as of late even memories that made her sad brought her some comfort.
She stripped her clothes off and threw them in the corner that housed their dirty garb, and stepped into the cool water sloshing some over the side and onto the floor, then sank all the way in, she desperately missed taking long hot baths even more then she missed sleeping in a good bed, but a bath was a bath even if the water was cold and hard. Once again she lifted the fragrant bar of soap to her nose to sniff, a small somewhat sad smile graced her full lips as the scent invaded her nose once again, then she dunked the bar of soap under the water to moisten it then rubbed it all over her, sighing as she felt the dirt and blood leave her skin, once her skin was clean she dunked her head into the murky water before she came back up to shampoo. Once she deemed herself clean she got out and tipped the tub over to watch the bloody dirt water gurgle down the drain, then turned to oil her hair and dry off.
She silently padded over to the work locker that held her clothes and picked out a loose pair of cargo pants, a sports bra and a tight half shirt, and pulled them on, clothes that fit her were so hard to come by, her waist was small compared to the rest of her and the only thing that was keeping her cargo pants on was her ass, her waistband curled out annoyingly, and her half shirt clung to the shape of her breasts. No matter how much weight she lost her breasts and her ass stayed the same size, it was an unwanted blessing. She didn't particularly like the way men looked at her, looking like she did did have its uses she supposed but she would rather have the slender willowy figure her friend Tessa had.
She had been in the bathroom for an hour and was almost ready to leave when her stomach rumbled impatiently, reminding her she hadn't eaten in 3 days.
" Yeah I should eat huh" she mumbled aloud to herself as she reached for the handle of the door and walked out into the hall. She was half way to the kitchen when she came upon her brother Altos sitting in the hall, he flashed a bright white smile at her when he saw her, he must have found the food she thought, as she returned his smile.
" I thought if I hung around here id eventually come across you, I was right as usual... Oh and I saw that the food fairy paid us a visit while I was sleeping and brought me my favorite” He paused at the sound of her stomach growling again.”Chips.” He finished with his signature toothy grin. Sasha could only smile as her and her brother silently padded to the kitchen to see about making breakfast.
Altos pov~
He watched as his sister walked in front of him, she looked so thin and tired, her eyes though shining were somewhat dull, but still she smiled as if everything was going to be okay, like nothing in the world would ever tear them apart, he silently wished that was the case. But he knew something was going to happen he just didn't’t know what yet. Everything had been far to calm. She was too calm.
The “job” his sister just pulled seemed to be a rather large one and he could tell by the way she was walking that she had killed someone again, her gait relaxed but with an edge to it, he knew she felt bad about killing but he also knew that some part of her loved it, waited on baited breath for the next chance she got to do it again. His sister was never the same after New Mecca, she knew it and so did he, though everyone else seemed oblivious to her change, he could see her struggle to be the girl she had been when they had had Helen, the outgoing girl, the runner, the dancer, the girl that helped him to be strong when they had lost their parents, she had broke down and cried when he never had, threw things and screamed, but he could still see the steely strength in her eyes through all the insecurities and self doubt, and that’s what kept him going. He knew she would find a way to work through it all and come out an even stronger, because that’s the kind of person she was.
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