CHAPTER 3: A SATANIC ANGEL’S JOURNEY PART 3 OF 6
After five solid minutes of tinkering with the lock, it finally opened with a loud click. Max was overjoyed to had finally have it unlocked, remarking “Oh fucking finally, the goods better be in here or I’m going to choke a bitch.”
“Is that a offer?” Nisha questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“Didn’t mean that, but if you’re up for it…” Max answered with a grin on his face while opening the locker to find weapons and ammo were inside. “Oh fuck ya!”
“Oh hell ya, that’s more than either of us can carry. Also no, it was a one off Max, will you deal with it?” Nisha asked instantly.
“How about you just admit it? We were more than fuck buddies, you just didn’t want your father to know, you liked the boy who told him to go fuck himself” Max argued.
“Among many other things I won’t forget… Max, I just wanted to get laid that’s it. Get it in your thick stupid skull already” Nisha told Max, irritated about his stubbornness.
“And why did you pick me again?” Max asked smugly “Carla was open to idea of satisfying your curiosity, I know you regretted it later but still, you were curious.”
Nisha face went dead blank, she knew exactly where Max was going “... because you are the most trustworthy person I know, that doesn’t mean a fucking thing. You’re just thinking with your dick as usual.”
“Hey, it’s got me this far so it must be doing something right” Max countered.
“Did it also tell you to sleep with Carla and steal from her father?” Nisha asked shutting Max up.
“... How about we just loot this fucking thing?” Max replied in defeat.
The two took what they felt they needed most from the locker, all while Nisha was silently celebrating her victory. The two found a good amount of bullets for their current weapons, Max also grabbed a Colt King Cobra revolver, while Nisha grabbed a Beretta BM59 Mark III along with the ammo needed for them.
“Really? A dick gun Max? Now’s not the time to be fancy” Nisha criticized.
“Hey, this bad boy packs a punch, if I miss, I want to be sure they fall flat on their ass.”
“They’ll be eating your ass, with the noise that fucker will make” Nisha pointed out.
“Firing a gun in first place will bring them on us, Better put a few of these guns in bag, the lesser chance Eric will take my head the better.”
“He’ll kill you regardless. That giant, has always had a problem forgiving people. Remember what he did to that Mafia boy?”
“You mean what Carla did right? Fuuucck that was brutal. Almost felt sorry for the bastard, like father, like daughter. God he’s not lost his muscle by way, he can still knock a whole set of teeth out” Max informed while putting some of the weapons in Nisha’s bag.
“I figured he wouldn’t. There, that’s enough. Hope lizzy is feeling better, because we can’t stay here, much longer.”
As max took the bag, Nisha went back through the hallway to the toilet door and gently knocked on the door. Nisha got no response, she knocked again and still nothing.
“Liz?” Nisha called out, once again getting out response.
She then realised the door was unlocked and quickly opened it to find Lizzy wasn’t inside.
“Lizzy!?” Nisha called out, making Max worry.
“I’m in here” Lizzy called out.
Nisha and Max sighed in relief. They both went towards a pair a doors, inside they saw Lizzy had not only found a eyepatch to cover her swollen eye, but found a cupboard with some canned food inside. At the sight of Lizzy with eyepatch Nisha tried not to laugh, knowing it would likely hit her on a personal level, while Max though Lizzy looked weird but wasn’t going to immediately comment on it for same reason.
“Lizzy, do you really need the eyepatch?” Nisha questioned, holding her urge to smile back.
“It covers my eye…” Lizzy said innocently.
“Lizzy it’s not that bad, you can still see with that eye, there’s no need to blind yourself.”
“Ya Liz, you don’t have to look like a fucking pirate munchkin” Max added.
“But, but… I don’t want anyone to see it…” Lizzy said in discomfort.
“Lizzy…” Nisha got on her knees so she was on Lizzy’s level “What did I say earlier? Look at me Liz, you think it’s just my face that’s like this?”
After pointing at her face, Nish rolled up one of her sleeves, to Liz's surprise there were multiple cuts marks across her arms and even her wrists, Lizzy didn’t realise that one of them looked fresh compared to the others. The fact Nisha was hiding injuries beneath her clothes reminded her the bruises she was hiding. Max choose to stay silent, he wasn’t good at moments like these, though he felt like he should say something.
“You’re not the only one hiding your injuries Liz, I’ve got them in places a person should never have them, trust me, I know what you’re going through. You’re not ashamed of them for your looks… they remind you of what your father’s done don’t they?”
“Mhmn...” Lizzy nodded with a sad face.
“I don’t know what it’s like to have a father hurt you, but I know what it’s like living with the marks of the past” Nisha said with great sympathy towards Lizzy. “But don’t worry, what he’s done to you will fade away.”
Nisha tried to take the eye patch off but Lizzy slapped her hand away, telling Nisha “I still don’t want anyone to see it”
“But Lizzy, you can’t see as well with it…” Nisha pointed out.
“Can I say something?” Max interpreted. All eyes were then on him, “Lizzy, I don’t know what the fuck it is you’re going through, but I think I can help…”
Max took off his glasses, reliving his light blue eyes and gave his shades to her.
“Sorry I put you on the spot back there kid. I fucked up” Max said as Lizzy reached out for his glasses.
“Thank you” Lizzy said grateful for them.
“You’re welcome, now take that damn eyepatch off”
“...can you look away please?” Lizzy asked nervously.
Nisha sighed, “Liz I’ve…”
Max then interrupted “Do what the kid says…” Nisha then groaned as she slowly started to lose her patience a bit.
“And will you promise not to tell anyone about.. you know?” Lizzy added as she put out her pinkie.
“I promise.” Nisha told her. That wasn’t enough for Lizzy however, she shook her pinkie to let her know “You’re not serious are you?”
Max on the other hand, didn’t mind unlike her, he shook pinkies with her and even said “Pinkie promise.”
“Max said it. Please?” Lizzy said with a puppy dog eye, making Nisha feel guilty.
Nisha dropped her head in defeat, as she shook her pinkie Max said “Say the words bitch.” with a really smug smile, getting a pair of daggered eyes from her response, realising he intentionally trapped her into saying it.
“I pinkie fucking promise…are we done with this?” Nisha asked bitterly.
“Thank you, so are we going back to your home?” Lizzy asked.
“No, we’re going to Subway, I’m going to meet the gang again” Nisha told.
“What so soon? But I cleaned your room and what about all your cool stuff?” Lizzy complained.
While Max was stunned by the cleaned room part, Nisha told Lizzy “It’s not safe there anymore, there’s too many bad people around, and don’t worry we’ll come back to get it one day, I know it.” Nisha assured her.
Lizzy then pulled out Nisha’s Silver dragon necklace, making Max’s eye’s widen in surprise “Well, at least I brought your ex’s necklace.” Lizzy said with a smile.
“Ex’s? That’s the fucking necklace I gave...Nisha.” Nisha’s mind filled with dread, she knew exactly how Max took it, “what does Lizzy mean by ex?” Max asked suggestively.
“Max was your boyfriend?” Lizzy asked with a delighted smile.
“No! f..fu..fuck, no, shit I mixed up…” Nisha stuttered in a panic. “Max, don’t you fucking dare.”
“So you did consider us a thing” Max jumped to saying.
“No I didn’t shit for brains, Jackie gave me one that looked nearly identical to that” Nisha strongly insisted while pointing at the necklace.
“That’s a load of bullshit Nisha, I can see it in your fucking eyes! You just don’t want to admit don’t ya?” Seeing Nisha’s nervously frustrated face, Max told her with a very delighted smile “Oh this is fucking gold”
“Are you two going to kiss?” Lizzy asked, slightly confused “That’s what happens in movies.”
“No! Nisha yelled, “I just made a mistake, I thought that was...you know what fuck you both, I’ll be waiting by front door.” Nisha said before storming off, leaving Lizzy even more confused and Max in joy.
“Oh just admit it Nisha, ya fucking love me.” Max said, keeping up with his smugness.
“Oh eat me Max” Nisha yelled.
“Done that already remember?” Max replied
Nisha was shaking with anger, she stopped for a moment before replying “... just go fuck yourself!” furious at everyone, including herself.
While Nisha went to the front entrance and began pacing back and forth venting her anger, Max was almost in hysterics, unable to stop himself chuckling at Nisha’s attitude while Lizzy had no idea what on earth was happening.
“Oh my fucking god, that was beautiful, thanks for that Lizzy, my day just got a whole lot better. Hahahahaha, Jesus. Oh ya, I’ll look away for ya.”
Max turned around so Lizzy, who had forgotten about the glasses for a moment, could put them on. Once Lizzy had taken the eyepatch off, she put the shades on.
Once Lizzy let him know they were on, he turned around and told her “That’s more like it. You look much better now, hey now that Nisha’s… denying everything, I’ll let you know this. You had some serious balls standing up to your father like that, before you ask, Nisha told me. Not many Kids can do that, you should be proud of yourself you fucking little fighter.”
“You really think so?” Lizzy asked, unsure.
“Ya, my father was a bit of a asshole but nothing like yours. I guess I was wrong about your mother, she wasn’t so bad after all, still a paranoid bitch but, not an asshole. You understand what I’m saying or am I just chatting shit?” Max asked.
“I think I understand.” Lizzy then hugged Max “So was Nisha your Girlfriend?”
“It depends who you ask. Anyway, I have something to ask you, did you actually clean Nisha’s room? The place doesn’t look like the crack of my ass anymore?” Max asked.
“Ewwww…” Lizzy replied with a scrunched up face “Ermm… no it doesn’t, the place was disgusting, I don’t know how she lived there. The subway was… less filthy.”
“Oh I know, she’s a hell of woman, but cleaning is a fucking foreign concept to her. Last time I was there, you‘d think she had a party every day of the fucking week. Liz, you may not be a bad girl, but I fucking goddamn commend you for being able to clean that shit tip.” Max partly joked.
Meanwhile at the entrance, Nisha was pacing around with side of her hand on her forehead, cursing and criticizing herself with whispers. “Good job you fucking idiot, way to mix the two up, now Max thinks you still have the hots for him, you stupid, stupid, stuuupppid woman.” Getting tired of pacing around, she looked outside and decided “I need to get some fucking air.”
As she went outside, she rubbed down her face sighing at fact it was just the start of the week, and she knew deep down that things were going to get more interesting. Once she finally managed to calm down, she thought back to that necklace. She was mad at herself for mixing them up, just as she whispered “I’m sorry Jackie.” a loud bang came from the west then a ping from it impacting the store’s wall, her instincts briefly took over making her duck.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit fuck, shit” she mumbled in fear, as she looked to the west.
“What the fuck now?” Max thought aloud at hearing the gunfire.
While Lizzy stood by, Max investigated. The moment Max got to the doorway to main part of the store, Nisha ran right into him, shouting “We need to get the fucking hell out of here!” on sight.
“What is it, what’s out there?”
“We’ve got a bunch of fucking cultists after us that’s what.” Nisha told him.
Outside, a figure wearing a flesh mask pulled back the bolt handle of their rifle. Along with him were four others all armed with the same kind of weapon, with them was also Alex.
“You know what is at stake my brothers and sister, once you see them, don’t bother trying to injure them, go for the kill, show them no mercy!” he ordered.