Part 26

Part 26

In and out of sleep because of the meds, but everytime I woke up I did my exercises and walked back and forth in our room. Not once did I think to look at the clock, I wasn't to worried about Matt. There's times he'll dissappear for days, sometimes weeks. I ordered room service, refilled my ice bucket, and continued to put cold compresses on my eyes. At this point I was only icing one eye at a time because I was able to see more and more everytime I woke up. Plus, there was a good movie on lifetime I had to watch. I laid off of the pain killers but made sure I took my antibiotics down to the minute.

The next morning, Matt still hasn't showed his face, but my eyes are almost fully opened which means, a shower can happen without assistance. I've never been so excited in my life, I ripped off my clothes, and hobbled to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror at myself, I became depressed, and horrified. My eyes are black and blue, the gash went from about three inches past my hairline, down the center of my forehead, and vertically through my right eyebrow. I know the bruising will go away, it just saddens me that this even happened. As many times as I  saved his ass, saved his life, this mother fucker walked away from me; allowing me to possibly die like my old man. Anger took over and I was ready to rip his heart out, I guess I should be grateful that he didn't show up. I got myself together to get in the shower, so I could wash away any dry blood that still marked my body. Matt's time is going to come, I just need to figure out when and how. I want time with him, time to show him that you don't bite the hand that saves or feeds you.

Weeks has passed, still no Matt but I'm not surprised. I've been hitting the gym twice a day, my face looks almost like before but the scare is still visible. It doesn't help that the hair on my eyebrow is now permanently parted. I'm walking like normal, I'm stronger,  and ready to get back to me. I've been cooped up this is hotel for a little over a month and I wanted to get out, mingle, and snatch a Charlotte, North Carolina native. Being back in South Park feels a little like home to me since we spent so much time out here before; but this time, I'm leaving my mark, and I want everyone to notice.

Later that night, I got dressed, and headed to the local bar. A few drinks in and I'm approached by a semi cute female. She's not drop dead gorgeous so she'll be the one I'll practice on. Light conversation, major flirting, and some adult touching. I asked if she came alone, she gave me a nod that she did, and I asked if she wanted to skip the loud music and overrated crowd. She guided me to the front door and started kissing me. Looking around, another place with no cameras, which is a plus for me but detrimental to her life.

We walked to a secluded warehouse and went to the top floor. "Is anyone else here?"

"No, this is a place I come too to get away from the madness of the World. No one comes up here because it's been flagged by the State twice."

She stepped up closer to me and started unbuttoning my shirt. I told her that I prefer to take the lead and guided her to face the wall; told her keep her eyes closed or I wasn't going to bless her with the "D". She giggled a little but did as instructed.