I lost a friend. I already wrote about that, but I lost one for sure.

I was out digging through the dumpster again, then I got thirsty. I know, I know, the water in the well can be a delight or a poison, I was betting on the first. It was delicious. Well water is one of the best things ever, when it’s clean. Then comes Jade/Amber. AJ as Donovan calls her now. I thought it was Jade, she wanted to talk at the church but someone was there. Then she brought me to a hotel room. It was abandoned, and gross looking. I wish they had TDaP shots now, because I feel I still need one after being in there. AJ wanted to talk.

As soon as she locked the door, I wasn’t sure if it was Jade or not, until she pulled out the radio and said she had a head in the old hotel, gave the location, and said she may need help. I knew then I was screwed. I refused to sit, and she started to carve, with a blade, into the floor. She wanted me to be there to see if Donovan would come look for me, like he told me he would. I told her that she left me no choice. I was out. That left one family, and when she spoke of someone who doesn’t mind killing, I knew Jade was in over her head.

Amber kept talking. She spoke of how Donovan killed Jade’s husband while she was tied to a chair and blamed it on Munchhausen syndrome, the love Jade has for Donovan.  How Donovan was a killer, an assasin of his own right. Like that’s news. He only gives violence when he gets it, there has to be a reason he killed Jade’s husband. He wouldn’t do it out of spite, he’s not that desperate for pussy. He can get it without trying. Our conversation went back and forth, I pointed out how she was covered in FRESH blood, and then she said it was a deer for the ‘family.’ Please. Since when did she go get food for the family.

She kept going on and on how Donovan was a snake in the grass, how Jade was going to be killed by him.  I did not see that, I refuse to see it. Only way he’ll kill her is if she makes his life a living hell (and the way she’s going….) He won’t go out to seek her death just because. Every word Amber spoke was full of half-truths and flat out make-believe. She tried to goad Donovan into letting her be in control, so she cut Jade/her arm. Donovan shot her, and she claims would have killed her if Marcus hadn’t shown up to shoot him. Then he shot Marcus. Eye for an eye there, and as for AJ…Amber is her. Amber is Jade. Jade is Amber. We killed the corpse that used to be Amber. I was done with it. I was done listening. I pulled out my gun, pointed it at her. I wanted to leave. So she pulled out hers and continued on. I shot the wall behind her, she shot the wall behind me. Stalemate. I put the gun up and rushed her slamming her into the wall. She grabbed my hair and slammed me into the door then radioed for help, telling Hound that she had to kill me.

Kicking her leg, the bad one, I got her down, and then left. I ran, ran as fast as I could far as I could to the hiding place.  The bunker I discovered in the Fringe. There I hid for a day, two? I don’t know, I didn’t sleep.

Eventually she tracked me down with some dog and some angry bitch, trying to give me an old MP3 player. I shot at her, and the gunfire brought in Donovan? He did look for me. She said she told him, and Davish. Donovan found me first, but then she wouldn’t. Shut. Up. AJ kept on, saying I was never in danger, that I wasn’t being held against my will. Bullshit. She told them she was going to kill me. Are you fucking kidding me?!

I went home after that, past her prostrate on the floor begging Donovan to not hurt the Howlers, to give her back her collar. She wanted promises, I wanted sleep. I left, and just woke up today. Today is a different day. Maybe I should listen to the MP3 player. Maybe.