Suzy’s Strange Saga

“I’m home!” you shout as you enter the shelter loaded with goodies.

As you unburden yourself of your haul, you hear the end credits of a movie playing on the TV.

“See? I told you I wouldn’t be that long. I got here just in time to put on another movie! In fact I got some new ones from that redneck encampment. I know most of them are a bunch of assholes, but they’re always up for trading and that Mel guy keeps ‘em mostly in line. Plus they got bigger things to worry about now that they’re at war with the Cult of Tiamat.”

You open up your bag and go through some of the DVDs you picked up in trade. You pick one and exchange it out for the one that was playing.

“I haven’t seen this one in a long time. I’m glad we’ll be able to watch it together.” You say.

As the movie starts playing you return to unloading your bags occasionally looking up to watch the movie playing.

“So speaking of the Cult of Tiamat. I meant to tell you I…uh…ran into Bobby a few days ago.”

You unpack some of the canned food you found. Sure you still have tons of food to last for years, but it never hurts to have more.

“See? This is why I didn’t tell you! I knew you were going to get mad! I wasn’t trying to hide it, I just…well you know how your temper is and I didn’t want you getting all jealous and screaming at me.

You finish unpacking the rest of your bags and place most of the items on the table where you plan on going through a complete inventory later, right now though you just want to relax. You strip down to your underwear and sit on the couch to watch the movie playing.

“One of my favorite parts is coming up...(sigh) are you still mad? Look I told you, nothing is going on with Bobby and me! Just because that bitch Diana is dead doesn’t mean I’m going to get back with him! Bobby’s got other sisters you know? Besides, he’s pretty much firmly entrenched in his beliefs now. I only think he’s cordial with me, because we once had something. I mean being friendly isn’t a crime. I mean it’s a good thing. One less person for me to worry about blowing my head off.”

You briefly glance over at the TV before returning to your argument.

“Oh that’s fucking low. Don’t you think I wish it didn’t have to happen? I wish every day that things could’ve been different, but you know what? They weren’t, so you need to just fucking deal with it!” you shout and get so angry that you punch the mannequin positioned on the sofa and its head falls off and tumbled to the floor.

“Shit. Oh shit. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Let me help you.” You say and scramble to pick up the head.

You reattach the head and inspect it for damage; fortunately you didn’t do any save for a minor loss of paint near the ear.

“Hold on…there. Not so bad. Look I’m sorry I got angry, but you shouldn’t have said that to me. You know I still feel bad about that. I don’t want you throwing that back in my face okay?”

You kiss the mannequin on the cheek and cuddle up next to it while holding one of its hands.

“I accept your apology too. Like I said, you really shouldn’t get so jealous. You know you’re the only one for me. Let’s just finish watching the movie together, then maybe later, who knows?” you say and giggle a bit.

You finish watching the movie as planned, and then afterwards you take your companion to the bedroom where you have an interesting time with certain attachments that you’ve made to him.

After relieving your tension you roll over next to your companion and turn your head to look at it. You still can’t believe how you stumbled upon one that looked a little similar to him.

Sometimes you wonder about your sanity and if one day you’ll just completely lose yourself in your made up world, but then you think you never did before no matter how hard you tried. And you certainly won’t now, besides what’s a little retreat from reality every now and then?

“Goodnight Johnny.” You say and kiss him before going to sleep.