Saturday, June 30, 2012

The Money pt. 8

It feels like a cliché to say that all things I saw were a blur, but they really were. The drugs kept their hold on me even past the point when a burlap sack was pulled over my head to hide the Bosses location. They kept fogging my brain as two guys dragged me out of the car, across a lawn and up some stairs (I witnessed all this as I stared at my feet and tried to will my drool to stop dribbling down my chin). I didn't even fill the drop when they shoved me into the room and my face hit the floor first. The nice thing about that was the little collision with the floor sent me into darkness. When my mind refocused I was tied to a chair while a pretty blond applied some salve to my face. She was humming and I wanted to look up at her but the drugs seemed to still have a hold on me because I could not lift my head. Even more worrisome was that I seemed to still be drooling. How come I never look good around the ladies?

"Ray...." The girl with the long blond hair had a light lilting voice. "I am going to leave you now. Your drug should be wearing off in a few hours and we will be back then. I hope you can resolve this issue Ray, I'd hate for you to continue to get hurt."

I felt confused. It seemed incongruous that such a sweet voiced female would be on the side of evil. I watched her legs move towards and out the door. She was followed by two stocky looking males. I had not even realized we weren't alone. I felt my mind wander and I was soon dozing again.

I awoke some time later to a groggy ache that covered my entire body and a slight burning on my face. I was no longer tied to the chair but was lying on the ground. I noticed in front of me was a sink and a set of new clothes. I pushed myself up and felt muscles call out in protest. I then proceeded to the sink one shuffle step at a time. The sight that greeted me in the mirror was just a shade under grizzly. I had what looked like carpet burn on the left side of my face. There was a shiny substance covering it and I remembered the blond applying the salve. I took off my shirt and washed my body using a washcloth I found at the sink. I continued to move down until I was completely disrobed and stopped once I was as clean as a sink bath can make you. I looked at the mirror again and realized I needed to wash my face. I was reluctant because I would have to wash the salve off and the dried blood and I knew that would not feel good. I briefly wondered about the wisdom in wiping off the salve but then I looked over at my clothes and noticed a jar of salve sitting on a pair of clean underwear. I started with my hair and then moved to my face. I winced and stifled shouts (a man doesn't scream) as I washed the sensitive side of my face. I reapplied the salve and then got dressed. I looked in the mirror and noticed I looked a little better a lot of the face trauma had been dried up blood but I still had a decent amount of rug burn across my face. I hit a button on the wall that had a sign above it saying to call when I was awake and clean. Within moments two burly mountains came into the room and grunted at me to move.

I was brought into a room that looked like a conference room but nicer. It had nice leather bound cushy seats and a table made of a dark wood. I kept thinking of it as "rich mahogany" and I allowed myself a smile. I found some water on the table and I poured it into a glass and drank it down greedily. I was guzzling my third cup when the 2 mountains came back in and were followed by two beautiful blonds. There was no doubt in my mind that they were twins. With the exception of the eyes (one had green and the other had blue) and choice in clothes, they were identical. The same long flowing hair, the same height, the same easy smile that made me feel at ease even though my heart was racing. I set my glass down but not on the table and it hit my foot. I stifled the scre...shout that had nearly escaped my lips. I bent over to pick up the glass and then I put it on the table (I watched the glass this time). I then looked over at the door expecting more people to come in. I quickly realized that no one else was coming and I turned toward the mesmerizing twins again. One was smirking and the other was frowning. The frowning girl spoke first.

"No one else is coming. We are the people you owe money to."

"You're Oompa Loompa's bosses?" My choice of name seemed to further define each of the twins as I watched their expressions diverge. The smirk turned into a genuine smile and the frown became highlighted by fiery, angry eyes. The mirthful one spoke next.

"Yes Jimmy works for us. I find it strange that you would make fun of his coloring in a situation like this though. It hardly seems like a good idea."

"I am notorious for not thinking about things for long before I say them. It is always getting me into trouble."

"Seems this time it wasn't just your mouth that got you into trouble." The tone matched her fiery eyes. "I don't feel like we need to have this getting to know you chatter Emily."

"Hush Ava! Don't be rude. I doubt that hurrying will do much for us. I don't think Ray has our money anymore and I figure I want to know how he used it."

"Damn it Em! Who freaking cares?!" She punctuated the last shouted question by chucking a water glass at me. I managed to move but doubted from that throw that she had really wanted to hit me. I got the feeling she was pretty good with her aim.

"Ava! Leave!" Emily was pointing at the door. "You are much too keyed up to participate in this discussion. I don't want you hurting our guest!"

To my surprise Ava did as she was told. She shot me an angry glance as she did but the door closed as she exited and I was left with Emily. Oh... and the two mountain men.

"So you two are the infamous bosses?"

"Infamous? Hardly. I think the only way you know of us is if you are dumb enough not to pay back your loan on time. Most people are not dumb enough that their late payment ever leads them to a personal meeting with us. This is a first. We always get our money back. Then there is you..." Her face smiled and she still evoked images of angels in my head but I realized she was not necessarily the nice one. So tell me your story Ray. After that, Ava and I will decide what to do about you."

My mouth went dry and my words failed me. I sat there looking at her and tried to figure out where to begin.

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