“Hey man, are you sure you haven’t seen my lighter?”
Chuckling, Jase's eyes follow Evan, watching his tall frame bent over as he searches the tent for the second time. Flicking the lid of the missing zippo open and closed and lighting his joint, he inhales, “nope, maybe check your bag again.”
Taking a long drag, the sweet smoke relaxing his muscles, his mind starts to drift into a euphoric haze, his thoughts slowing as he leans back admiring the night sky. So fucking gullible.
“You sure man, I am positive that you had it last, didn’t you use it just,” pausing, Evan’s eyes focus on the lit joint dangling from Jase’s lips. “FUCK man,” he spits, fists balling at his sides, “why are you always such a complete ass?”
Smirking to himself, Jase continues to stare at the stars, smoke pluming from his nostrils as he takes another drag.
“Seriously Jase, you really are a fucking dick,” Evan growls, making his way over to the fire, boots sticking in the mud, and snatching the lighter out of Jase’s outstretched palm.
“Maybe it’s because you are such a fucking gullible pussy.” Jase drawls, lowering his head and blowing smoke in Evan’s face.
“Can you not be a jerk for 5 seconds, we have 3 more nights of laying low before our guy is ready to move us, I would appreciate you not fucking this up as well.” Evan sneers, running a hand through his dirt tangled hair.
Zipping up his red ski jacket, the night chill settling in, Jase rolls his eyes, a lazy smile forming on his cracked lips, “Ev, man, I swear to you, it was not my fault, she wanted it.” Stretching out his long legs, his cock beginning to swell at the memory of that night, he sighs, “how was I supposed to know that she was already taken, there was no mark on her, to me she was free game, and FUCK, you saw her, the way she danced, that body. Fuck I didn’t even know she was one of us.”
Glaring, Evan scoffs, “Jase you can’t be serious, everyone knew she was one of the claimed, you just let your dick do the talking as usual. Now we are both out here, hiding until we can get the Hell out of this fucking place.”
Taking another drag, Jase runs a dirty hand over his pants, his clothes beginning to smell from overuse. “Ev man, even you didn’t know that she was who she is, I mean, fuck, we hadn't seen her since she was a fucking kid, how was I supposed to know who she was.”
“Maybe you should have asked her before you tried to stick your dick in her,” Evan retorts, anger showing on his face as he glares into the fire.
“Well no-one told YOU to come with me,” Jase groans, frustrated at Evan and his constant whining, his attitude threatening to dampen his buzz.
“No, but I was WITH you when it happened, and in their eyes, I am just as bad.” Evan lights a smoke, scratching his face, a frown forming, “I am going to take a leak, try not to fuck anything else up whilst I’m gone.”
“Whatever man,” Jase sighs again, watching as Evan disappears into surrounding woods, thick with blue spruce and eastern white pine trees. Turning back to the flames, he grabs a stick and pokes the flames, trying to increase the warmth coming from their small campfire.
Mind drifting back to that night, her smell, her stormy eyes, the way she felt when she squirmed underneath him, he groans.
It has been 2 weeks since HIS fuckup and they have been laying low ever since. She was not supposed to get hurt, it was just meant to be a little fun, but now because she went into her cycle, they are stuck out here, hiding from the others, until they can meet up with their transport and get the fuck out of Dodge.
One false move right now could alert the ranch of their location, and that would be bad, very BAD.
Taking a can from the cooler and cracking open a beer, Jase takes a long swig, the slightly warm liquid soothing his throat. Having run out of supplies to keep things chilled, both men have been relying on nature to get by. Checking his watch, and seeing the time, he notices that Ev has been gone for 10 minutes now, it should not take that long to take a leak.
Standing up, and stretching, using his hand to adjusting his semi-hard cock, Jase heads in the same direction.
Boots getting stuck in the mud, Jase slides on the wet ground, cursing as he straightens. “Ev, how long does it take to piss, are you playing with it or something?” he yells, trying to avoid having to move further out and stumble across Ev mid-pump.
Hearing a groan, Jase hesitates, craning his neck, ears pierced. “Seriously Ev, you better not be jacking off.”
Taking a few more steps, he sees movement in the distance, another groan filling the night. Inching closer, looking down, he sees Evan crawling on the ground, his mouth open, dark liquid pooling out, and a massive dark shape straddling his back.
“Jase” Evan’s gasps, more fluid pouring out as he speaks, “run!”
FUCK, FUCK, they’ve found us!
Turning on his boot, heart pounding furiously in his chest, the fear killing his buzz. Jase bolts, running back towards the camp and heading for the tent where his gun is located. FUCK! Not enough time to shift.
Breaking through the foliage and reaching their small campsite, Jase moves towards the tent, the green and grey fabric glowing in the firelight. Stopping at the canvas flap and reaching for the zip, his body jolts when a sharp sensation pierces his flesh, the shock causing his body to lock. Swallowing deep and trying to breathe, Jase opens his mouth, blood bubbling up from his throat. Looking down, eyes beginning to blur from the pain, he sees his jacket, the fabric torn, and a red claw-tipped hand coming out of his chest, right where his heart should be...
“Is it done?”
Raising the phone to his mouth he replies, “It’s done!”