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Benny Boot
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Jun 12, 2017 11:10PM
His face rolled to look straight at her, a slurred laughed came out. "Yooouuu came to shheee me die.." He laughed again and slowly and spilling a lot of it, he tooka drink out of the bottle of whiskey. "Yoo waaannt shoomme?" he pointed it to you and dropped it, the bottle smashing on the florr as the glass broke. He saw only a blob he guess was either a neighbor or Sarah, so he tried his luck with the latter.
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"I did not come to see you die a d no I don't want some. Just stay with me.... OK???? Please???????" she knelt by him and grabbed his hand, pleading with him. With her other hand she took out her phone ad dialed 911, listing everything from his condition to the address. At one point she had to resist shouting." the fuck you mean do not induce vomiting????" she looked at Silas worrying ly and squeezed his hand "it's going to be fine....." she lied.
"Nooo...dont call the doctors...I waaannnaa die. Let me sleeeeep, please.." he looked down at you and tried to stand up but learned he couldnt move at all. "Life is not wooorth it. Lemme die..." He was starting to cry.
"you and I both know I can't do that." she shook her head "dammit Silas why didn't you tell me goddammit why didn't you tell me" she wiped her eyes. As much as she wanted to break down, she couldn't. "guess I just have to give you something to live for then" a shaky smile on her face, she leaned over and started wiping away the tears and kissed his cheek "come on. For me" she pleaded and pressed her lips against his this time. "please"
"You dont care. No one cares, why should they? Im a peice of shit on the boot of the earth, living on medicine and handouts. I deserve to fuckin die. Whadda mean give me some thing to live f-" he stopped as you kissed him and he looked at you, terrified and confused and near deaths door. "Theres no point...not for nothing..you, I, uh.." he was shocked when you kissed his lips and he shut up, the whole time he had been slurring his words so he was very hard to hear. His eyes bloodshot and almost glossed over, his face showing all the wrinkles and scars he has on his face.
He stared at her, not sure what to do. His dream came true, he got a kiss from the lady he thi ks he loves, but his dark, vile, deppression just turned it i to a nribe. She wants nothing to do with you. He looked up at the ceiling and closed his eues for a moment, trying to tgink but the pills are blocking it, god, he was so tired, he just wamts to sleep. "Fuck thisss sssshhhit.." he grumbled out and his head lolled back to look at you.
She patted his face gently when his eyes closed "come onnnnnn almost there. They are going to take you to the hospital, and you're going to get better. OK??"
"I dont want them here." he was pissed at thisnpoint. "I WANT TO DIE!! Dont you fucking get it.." he was hoping tje medicine would go full effect but he watched as some ambulance workers ran in and asserted the situation. 'Its ok sir, we are here to help you.' He looked up at them, he was crying again and was beginging to droop a little more. "Go away. I dont want you here, let me die in peace...please." he had given up as they began to get him ready for transport.
Sarah flinched when he shouted at her "im sorry. I just can't.... I can't let you die dammit!!!!!!" she wiped her eyes and stepped aside, letting the paramedics do their work. If he got better, she hoped he wouldn't hate her for this. That was the last thing she wanted and or needed
They immeditally got some drugs in him to flush out the overdose of sleep pills. 'Dont worry mame, we dont even meed to go to the hospital, we can do it all here, are you realtive or in a realsionship with Mr.O'Hare?' It didnt take long for them to clear him out and let him relax and get motion back to his body. Silas looked a mix of pissed way off and relieved he hadnt died. "We will need to do some paperwor, but that can wait u til tommorow. Mr. O'Hare is cleam now and we ask that someone be eith him all the rest of today and tonight." They cleaned up there stuff and left. Silas was dtill in his chair and just sitting staring at a wall.
She stayed quiet and waited until they left before slowly moving back to her original position, approaching him carefully. "im sorry....... I just... I couldn't......" there where a lot of things she had a hard time saying. Sarah wiped her eyes and smiled weakly " looks like your stuck with me...." she said, trying to be lighthearted
He looked at her, anger burning into his eyes. "Why?" That is all he said at first, so ready to get ready to kill something. "Why did you do that?" he was speaking softly, trying so desperatly not to yell or hit her.
"because if you came into my house and saw me like that, wouldn't you do the same????? Or would you have let me die?????? " she asked him "and please do not bullshit me." she could see the anger in his eyes a d hear it in his voice. Sarah herself felt tired, hurt, and upset, but mainly it was just relief.
"Well Would you want to die? If your life was wprth nothing..that your a peice of shit that no one shoild even have to deal with. That you felt it wasnt worth dying? I would let you fucking die then." He didnt mean it, he was just anger and began to try to stand, the darkness he is so use to seeing seemed darker.
Sarah was a very, very patient person when she needed to be. But listening to him talk down about himself, trying to justify what he had done had started to tick her off. "sit. Your. Ass. Down" she said in a voice that had only been used once when she found out someone was stealing money from the registers. She stood in front of him to keep him from going anywhere and possibly hurting himself again "Listen to me. You say your life has no value???? Means nothing???? I know a few people who would say the exact opposite. Marie??? She told me she thinks of you as her son!!!! Her own boy hasn't even called her in goddamn years. Keagan??? He tried to goddamn learn braille for your ass. I can't even get him to learn the new menu when it comes out. Francine and Charlotte??? Those two girls have the biggest daddy issues I have ever ever seen in my life, and they try to constantly try to better themselves because of you!!!! That's only naming a few dammit! And do you want to know what you mean to me??? Everything!!! A few months after you started coming, that place you go everymorming??? It almost shut down. I couldn't get the money to pay the bills. Talking to you every morning made this job a little more bearable. I would probably sold the damn place anyways if it weren't for you. I love you dammit!!!" she calmed down from her rant, taking a huge breath" what I'm trying to say is...you are worth so much more than you think........ If you don't then we do"
He listened to her, surprised by the anger but he could get worse as he never was angry and he let it all out. "All you fuckers care about is money. I give so much of my life to some godamn routine so what? I can have a handful of attention whore and an old mexican lady can give a shit about me? What the fuck is THE POINT! I cant live a life I dont want to live, and you know what, you cant do shit to stop me." He pushed you out of the way with strength you never knew he had. Silas grabbed his cane, which was by the chair, and walked over to the kitchen and begam to rummage around. "Where the fuck is it?" He was beyond the point of anger, he was dead inside and this..this lady was trying to keep him alive? Nah. Unless she could hold him back, he wouldnt stopped, he plan today to be his last day and godammit he was gonna do it. He was still processing your speech as he rummahe amd he was moving slower, realizing what you said.
That shove made her fall, and her got sliced open by a wayward piece of glass from that damn bottle. She fell, and she fell hard. Sitting up, she looked at her bleeding hand and cursed. Blood was already starting to drip off her fingers. Getting up with difficulty, Sarah ran after him and got in between him and whatever it was he was looking for, her hand cradled to her chest. Tears were starting to fall down her face as she looked at him defiantly. He had several inches on her and definitely several pounds. But she shouldered her way in front of him nonetheless, be cause she had to at least try
He towered over her and he looked down at her. There was tears down his face and in his bward and he held his position. Silas was ready to hit her, something he promised himself he wpuld never to do. He couldnt see the blood necause...hes blind and didnt care even he cpuld see it. "Move." He growled at her.
"I came in every day, even on my time off just for you. I never clocked in, never got paid. Even when I was sick as a dog I still came in, just to watch you smile and listen to you laugh." she took a step forward until they were toe to toe, her voice shaking " I know you don't give a crap about that right now, and I know you hate me. That's OK. I would rather have you hate me and be alive than for me to love you and you be dead." a small sob escaped at the thought "You are going to have to knock me out to get your way." the thing was, Sarah didn't doubt for an instant that he would. She knew that he would, given the opportunity. But she didn't know what to do amymore
He lifted a fist up, ready to punch her withput a second thought but stopped as it got close to your face, you got hit, but there was zero power to it and felt more like a nudge as he fell. He then started to cry, not even like he was, a full-on balling, crying, snot come out, fit.
Sarah closed her eyes when he lifted a fist up. But then it never came. Well it came, but with much less force to it. Her knees gave out, and she let herself slide down to a sitting position while he cried. A knob from one of the cabinet doors was digging into her back, but she was just flat out exhausted emotionally. She watched him, ready to jump up if he tried to do anything stupid. She figured she would just let him cry it all out
He sat there for a solid 5 minutes and then there was nothing, nothing from his eyes, mouth, or mind. He was just silent. He had covered his face and was just thinking abput it all. Why would this waitress care enough to try to go toe to toe with him whe n je could easily knock her over. He glanced up to see if you were even there dti) and saw you and just stared.
By the time he quieted, she had her heead resting on her knees. Glancing up, she caught him staring and got up long enough to get a roll of paper towels before scooting back to wherever he sat. With her uninjured hand, she ripped off a few and sat them in his lap
"I hate you for this." is all he said as he sat up and wiped his face and beard of snot and tears. His mind was going way quicker than normal amd it was hard for him to think. "..but I love you for it too." He still looked absoluelty pissed nut that seemed to soften as he finished cleaning himself off. "All I wanted to do is sleep."
Sarah blew out a breath and rested her head on his shoulder "how did that song go??? 'everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die'" she could help but yawn "speaking of sleep..."
"Well I didnt know where I was gonna go but I wanted to go. I have not gotten sleep in forever."he sighed and laued his head near you and just looked..emtionless.
Sarah looked over at him "you realize this means that Im not going to leave you alone, right??" she joked and laughed a little. She didn't like to see him emorionless
"Yeah, I know. But, You be bored out of your mind." He stood up and went to the couch. There were neer bottles and soda around and his house was generally a mess. He sat down and just stared at the wall.((The apartment. (view spoiler)))
Sarah got up with a groan and used this opportunity to clean up the cut on her hand. It stopped bleeding, but it was still covered with drying blood. Sitting on the other side of the couch she looked around at the mess, starting to hum quietly
His thpughts were slowing downa dnthen he looked st you. "Please stop." You always knew him to enjoy music and to sing along with you, but know he seemed..dull. Dull of the world. He began to try and say something but stopped and just leaned back into the seat, moving a can of something off the cpuch and omto the floor.
She stumbled to a stop and just nodded, leaning her head back, tempted to just start up again. But she didn't, and just sat quietly. She was so tired, it was hard to believe that everything that went on today happened. But there was still the pills scattered on the floor, the broken glass
"I am..I dunno." his words wernt coming out as smoothly as he did and was having a hard time finding his words. "You dont have to stop, I just...needed the quiet for a little but." He smumbled something else, knowing he was going to have to talk about his love for her, since she read his note.
Sarah reached over and patted his hand reassuringly. Looking over St him, she cracked a smile "take your time. I literally have all say". She snickered quietly and let her eyes close. Still awake, she didn't look like it
When he thought you were asleep he got up and began to make some coffee. He had a large frown as he also made a coulpe of PBJ. He then sat them onvthe coffee table and ate in peacful quiet.
She watched him through lowered eyelids. It was weird, seeing him like this and not his usual, talkative self. Sarah was tempted to say something, but it was like her mouth was cemented shut
As he was feeling about he knew how much his hpuse was a pigsyy and needed to be clean. "You can talk, Sarah. I know your awake." Is all he said amd then wemt back to eating his sandwhich and thinking about seripus descisions.
"all i'm going to say is....... Do you still have coffee" she said and stretched, the couch creaking. It wasn't her job to say anything about the house, and it surprisingly didnt bother her.
"There is some brewing." he said a little harshly and finisjed his sandwhich and put tje plate down. He tjen fumbled around the table and grabbed a deck of cards and just sat there mindlessly shuffling them.
She stood up, grabbing the plate and went into the kitchen. Checking her phone, she cursed quietly. She set her phone on silent on the way over there, and now they were blowing it up 34 missed calls and literally almost 100 text messages. Groaning, she made herself some coffee with a ton of sugar and fiddled around with her phone, wondering what the hell she should do
He quickly placed them down when he heard you stand up and sat there, unsure of what to do. "You shpuld proably go to work." this was a last ditch attempt to get her to leave him alone so he could sleep but he knew it proably wasnt going to work.
"you heard what the paramedics said. You are stuck with me until tomorrow" she sipped her coffee and sat down again. She held the coffee mug with both hands and tapped it quietly "soooo..... Are we going to sit here and do nothing???"
"Unless you can think of something else to do, yes we arent doing a damn thing." He stood when he smelled the coffe and made himself a cup and then took a seat in the chair, facing toawrds you and took a drink.
"alright fine. We play a drinking game. Every time I say something right about you, you take a drink, and vice versa. Sound good???" she raised her coffee mug. She figured it was a great way to get him talking
"Fine." He wasnt happy with it but set his cup on the tabled and digged around on the floor until he found a small airplane bottle of what smelled like vodka and poured it in his coffee. "You start."
She should have had a question ready "riiiighhhhhttttt.... I'm a go ahead and say...... You never had someone over before??"
"Wrong, I have had many peolpe over. Why?" He said as he tapped his chin. "Lets see, you dont like rom-coms." He smirked as he leaned back, this game was going to be easy. He was still beyond angry but the game would take his mind off it.
"no reason.. I just didn't have a question ready. I'm going to be horrible at this. And dammit I hat them" she took a drink " ummmmm...... You secretly have a sweet tooth"
"Nah. Sweets arent my thing." He now was srcathing at his beard to get a question. "But you have a very bad sweet tooth." He tilted his head as his ears popped a little bit.
"dammit..... And Dammit" she took a drink and thought hard about another question "yourrreeeee an only child?????"
"Heeeh..You really dont know me that well, 2 brothers, 3 sisters." His smirk grew more fiendish by the minute. "You were very reckless as a teenager? Drinking and partying and whatnot." He just sipped his coffee so he could the warmth in his body.
