The Wastes- RPG OPEN JOIN!*FAMILY ETC SECTION UPDATED*

Michael

"Okay." I say. "I guess we can kill him tonight?" I say sighing.

"If he even shows up. He travels with a lantern, so he will be noticeable." I cross my arms and feel guilty.

Michael

I nod my head. "What did you do to get him mad?" I ask Marcy.

I sighed, "I rather not talk about it. Let's just say I was in the same position as Delilah and I might have shot him in the leg and possibly the gut." I give a small smile and then drop it.

Michael

"Ahh." I say looking at her. "Lets go back to the house." I say, we walk back and go inside.

I shut the door and lock both of the locks. I hop onto the couch and shut my eyes, "Don't do anything stupid while I'm napping. If he comes around, you better wake me up."

Michael

"I am almost twenty four, I think I can handle myself." I say while rolling my eyes.

Delilah

I lay on the bed scared out of mind and still crying. Michael comes up and holds my waist while he rests his head on a pillow.

I soon fall asleep and start snoring loudly. I stick my leg off of the couch and start dreaming about Tisane. I have no idea why, though.

Michael

I wake up to a noise coming from the living room, I walk out to see the man from early. "Marcy wake up!" I say loudly, the mans eye grow big. I punch him swiftly and hear his jaw crack, I tackle him and pin him to the ground. "Let me go!" He says shouting. "No, you touch my sister and girlfriend, I will make your last moments a living hell." I say to him.

I wake up and instantly grab my knife. I push Michael off of him and hold him down with my foot. I dangle the knife above his chest, "Get out of my house and don't ever come back." I growl at him.

Michael

"No." The man says mocking Marcy. "She will kill you." I say watching Marcy dangle the knife above him.

I grip the handle and come closer to his chest. I stare him in the eye, "Leave now, or I will end you," I say through clenched teeth.

Michael

After Marcy speaks he hits her and gets himself off of the ground. I grab him by the arms and pull him outside, where I shoot him in the head, killing him. "There he is taken care of." I say sitting on the couch.

I rub my head, the room spinning, "Ouch." I sway along with the room and collapse on the ground.

Michael

"Marcy!" I say shaking her shoulder lightly. "Marcy wake up!" I say shaking her. I keep yelling until she wakes up.

I bolt awake and feel a slight pounding in my head. I sit up, "What happened?" I asked, very confused.

Michael

"You just passed out." I say confused too. "Why did you pass out?" I say looking at Marcy.

I shrugged, "Either him hitting me caused it, or he hit me in the head, did he?" I asked, still very confused.

Michael

"He hit you in the head but not that hard." I say still very confused. "Maybe he has something connected to you Marcy, so when he dies, you get effected too." Delilah says walking out of the bedroom.

I shrugged and suddenly felt very sick. I ran to my bathroom and threw up in the toilet, "Well that's just glorious," I mumble as I flush it.

Michael

"Are you pregnant?" I ask Marcy, dear God I hope not.

I smack his arm, "No! I'm still a virgin!" I yelled at him. I stood up and shut the lid. I sat down on the couch and rubbed my throbbing head.

Michael

"Well, I am sorry." I say rubbing the red spot on my arm where she hit me. Delilah giggles at me and I smile. "So then your just sick, I guess?" I ask sitting down. "Or Delilah is right?" I say.

I look at Michael when he said that last sentence, "I think Delilah is right, cause I'm about to puke again," I say as I place one hand on my forehead and my stomach.

Michael

I look at Marcy, "then your going to die?" I ask with tears welling up in my eyes. "Not unless we can get you a doctor." I say looking at Marcy.