15
Derrick
Ican't believe this bullshit. These two. I'm going to punch one of them. No. I'm going to punch them both.
I go to the living room closet and open the door. There they are. Like two dumbasses.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I whisper-shout.
Mark's all smiles and Alex is trying hard not to.
"We didn't expect you back so soon," Mark tells me.
"So fucking what? What are you doing here?" I ask again.
"We were watching the game on the big screen then we heard the garage, and this is as far as we made it," Alex adds.
"Hell, I wasn't going anywhere. Listening to you and Audra was giving me wood," Mark tells me straight-faced.
Alex gives him a shove. "Get the fuck away from me with that."
Mark chuckles.
"You're so fucking dead. You're lucky I'm feeling too good to kick your ass, but you're out of here and I'm changing the locks."
Mark shrugs.
I remember he can pick locks.
"And the security code."
Now Mark winces. "Harsh."
"You should have had the decency to sneak out the front door which is right fucking there," I point behind me, not five feet from where we stand.
Alex looks sheepish. "I tried, man."
"Not very hard once Audra started moaning," Mark retorts.
"Get the fuck out. Both of you. Now," I whisper shout. I don't want Audra to be embarrassed by these two bozos.
"Aww, can't we just say hello?" Mark asks.
"Dude, stop," Alex warns.
It's then I hear her giggling. I look around the corner and there she is, leaning against the wall.
"How much of that did you hear?"
"All of it, same as them," she replies, then steps forward.
I note her dress is zipped up. I'm kinda stoked I get to do it again.
Mark and Alex stumble out of the closet.
She points at them. "You two have some nerve. First you take advantage of your friend by making your way into his home to watch the game on his big screen, and I bet you're drinking his liquor and eating his food, too."
Mark grins. "You know us so well, already."
