Life in the SPK

"Damn im bored." Dein said.

 

Silx yawned and stretched his back as he stood up, "ohhhh would you just shuuttt upppp, good lord women..." he said to lana as he twisted side to side to stretch his back.

 

"Oh shut the f*cking hell up Silx." Lana snapped irritably.

 

Silx got serious and got a stone face from the memories that statement brought back to him so he snapped back, "well once you're done flirting with near and actually find out what the hell you want to do with your pointless life call me" at that he briskly walked out of the room.

 

"F*ck you you d*ckhead!" Lana yelled after him, Terra having to grab her arm to stop her going after him.

 

Silx, with his back to her, just said "love ya too..." and flicked her off while still walking foreward.

 

"Get off me." She growled at Terra, snapping her arm away from him. "Whatever you twat."

 

Silx rolled his eyes and took something out of his pocket and turned around and threw it on the ground right in front of lana, "go overdose you b*tch" on the ground was a couple of morphine pills.

 

"Don't think I haven't tried..." She mumbled, only just loud enough for Terra who was standing right beside her to hear.

 

Witha stone face, silx said, "i know you have tried already" and he turned around and just shrugged off the feeling of just pissing off the only person around him that could relate to him even on a miniscule scale.

 

"Doesn't everyone know these days..." She sighed. "Not that it's anoy of your business!"

 

"with what has been going on recently who really f*cking cares" he said in a sad and bored tone.

 

"Whatever..." She sighed, leaving the room just as quickly as she had arrived.

 

Silx closed his eyes and reluctantly remembered a not so charming memory

The tall man looked at the child who was cowering on the floor muttering, "u-u-uncle.... w-w-why?"
"oh shut the f*ck up you f*cking brat" the man said with a slur, obviously been drinking or getting high, or both, "i'll teach you to mouth off to me" he said kicking the little runt on the ground.

"i... i... didn't mouth o-o-off t-to y-you" the kid said sobbing on the floor, now bleeding from the mouth witha bunch of bruises he could feel on his ribs.

"you didn't have to!!! you thought it!!!" the man said continueing to kick the kid and picked him up and threw him onto the couch where he then punched the kid and let him sit there for a few minutes, he then spit at him and started to sway away with the kid on the couch sobbing and having a concussion from the abuse, after wich he had finally loss conciousness

Silx opened his half watering eyes and just said to near who was most likely just watching the whole thing, "i'm going to go for a while" at wich point he started to walk back to the exit of the building.

 

"What's with it with all of the fighting?"

 

Benedict walked up to Near and said, "Its like a soap opera. put it on TV and Luna would watch it. I can smell ratings."

 

"We could be rich....."

 

"Hell Yeah!" Benedict said. Then cleared his throught and said in a mock upper-class british accent and said, "The SPK presents....A Day in The Life of the SPK."

 

"won't be much of a serect anymore though"

 

"Good point. Well just call it CSI: Washington DC." Benedict said.