Page 93 of Praying for Thunder

Was I going to see her naked? I bashfully looked away, coughing, “Hellion.”

Bahahahaha… Titans and Vice stumbled, making comments like, “Hellion? He looks like a wittle kitty cat right now…”

The girl ran a finger down my chest. “I like cats.”

Bahahahaha… “Does she like pussy?”

“Do you?” she asked.

“Huh?”

Bahahahaha… “This poor kid!”

She smirked, “Like pussy?”

“Rrr-rrr?”

Bahahahaha… Bahahahaha… “I can’t watch this train wreck!”

She took a hold of my hand.

I looked to Onus and mouthed, “What do I do?”

Bahahahaha… Bahahahaha… “Yeah, tell him what to do, ‘Dad’!”

Vice fell backward over a camping chair, his feet in the air, as he laughed uncontrollably.

Onus was laughing so hard he was holding his chest. “I have failed my son!” He helped the Stallion to his feet.

Bahahahaha… Bahahahaha…

Holding my hand over her shoulder, she took me to Onus, asking him, “Prez, can I have your boy for the night?”

Piercer spoke to Onus in slurred Spanish. “Maybe if he forgets about the girl back home, we won’t have to slit her throat.”

Practice. Practice. Practice. That was the only thing that kept me on my feet.

Onus swayed a little. “Nothing like a little pussy to straighten a boy out, but she goes down if her father fucks up.”

For days, I’d been worried about Rya’s dad killing her. Little did I know, it was mine that wanted the deed done.

He told me, “Go get some, kid!” Sloppily waving a hand in the air, he gestured to Chubs and Roam. “Go w’th ‘em.”

Chubs hiccupped, “But, t’quila.”

Roam’s tongue was in his shot glass, trying to get the last drop.

The sloppy hand waved. “Grab some beers an’ watch ova’ him.”

Leading me outside of Titan area, the girl’s higher-pitched voice changed, revealing she was older. “You’re doing real good, honey. I’ll get you to him in no time.”

Stumbling, Roam and Chubs, once farther away, started walking straight.

Again, they amazed me. “You faked being drunk?”

Keeping up with who was dragging me away, Chubs was studying our surroundings. “Hellion, I gotta tell you what I just heard.”

“No.” I felt some guilt for lying. “You don’t.” I switched to Spanish. “My Ani taught me Spanish.”