Claimers: I own them. You all know
this anyway.
Title: "Dry Kill Logic" own the line,
from "Assfault". Rock and growl song.
Discord's POV
LaOC XXIII - Every Word Has Been Said And
Left For Dead
I start heading off to Elle's office because... I don't
know.
I guess I'm feeling guilty about what I did with Mich.
Kissing her when I'm with Elle?
I'm so stupid, like, why did I kiss her?!
I'm in love with God, but at the same time I'm
sucking tongues with my ex.
I stop as I cringe at that thought.
Ok, I didn't suck her tongue, but I put it in her mouth.
Fuck it!
I stop just outside Elle's office and catch a glimpse
of myself in the mirrored glass of her door.
What am I thinking?
Look at me!
I'm covered in blood, and I bet I smell like I fell
into a vat of cheap whisky.
I turn round, and as I'm walking past reception I hear
Sam talking on the intercom with Elle.
'Sam, I'm in a meeting for an hour. I don't want any
calls, Ok?'
Sam give's her the usual 'Yes, your Elle.'
'Hey, who's she in there with, Sam?'
I'm starting to get paranoid about stuff.
I even know I'm doing it, thinking bad things when I
shouldn't.
I can't help it, I'm trying but I can't.
'Dis, you look rough. Um, not sure. Lucy probably. She
always needs an hour with her.'
She goes back to re-organising the pens on her desk.
Always needs an hour with her?
Why does she always need an hour in there with her?
I stare at Elle's door.
She's in there with Lucy, I know she is.
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
I start walking over to the door but stop before I reach
it.
I don't know what to do.
I look back at Sam, and she's pushing stuff off her
desk into the bin.
Then back to Elle's door.
Lucy probably. She always needs an hour with
her
My breath starts coming real quick and I try and calm
down.
I need to relax, she's not doing anything with her.
She's not.
I know she's not.
You know it was Lucy who left Elle, don't you?
I'm over-reacting.
Nothing's going on with them.
It's not!
I'm staring at Elle's door; just staring.
I'm turning into a weak fuck because I think I'm going
to start crying again.
In the middle of reception as well.
Then I see Mich coming down the hall.
She smiles at me, but I think she sees what a mess I
look and her smile hits the floor.
'Hey, what's up?'
I can't get anything out of my mouth, 'cause I know
it's going to sound all weird.
My throat's got all tight, so I shrug instead.
She grabs my arm and pulls me back towards her office.
Not quick enough as I see Jude coming down the hall.
Normally I'd be scrabbling to beat the shit out of her,
but I don't want to.
I don't care enough.
She stops a few feet away from us, sneering.
'Michelle, you need to chose your friends more carefully.'
I feel Michs' hand tighten on my arm.
'I have, which is why you're not one, Jude.'
'I'm crushed, Michelle, I am.'
I come back to life, all of a sudden.
About time.
'You will be in two weeks time. Now you better get your
ass out of here, before I demote you.'
'Why? Because I showed my superiority earlier? Go on.
Let everyone know how pathetic you are, Discord. Hide behind your lover,
or isn't she just yours anymore? You sharing her with...'
Mich slaps her one, right in the face.
A real strong backhand.
'Don't ever forget who your boss is, Jude!'
It's a stand off.
Mich has squared up to her and Jude's standing her ground.
So, I do what I should of earlier.
I pull rank.
'Jude, as your Commander, I'm ordering you to step down.
Disobey me and I'm demoting you right now. Your choice.'
I expect her to get pissed off, not what she does.
She smiles, bows, real exaggerated, then walks off.
Fuckin' bitch.
'About time you did that, Dis. You're coming back
to mine, we're going to talk about what's up with you. No arguments. Come
on.'
I need to speak to someone.
Trying to get myself out of my funk isn't working
anymore.
Nothing's working anymore.