Chapter 7

“But how am I supposed to get to class?” Megan almost wailed.

“State?” Mike asked and she nodded her head.

“I’ll drop you off; don’t know how you’re going to get back, but…” Mike offered.

He made two more phone calls, one to the landlord, requesting the tape from the previous night and one to a nearby repair shop.

“Ready?” he smiled and Megan wiped her watery eyes and nodded.

“So, um, you were parked in the ‘Visitors’ spot; who were you visiting? I mean, I saw the car there last night; the tires looked fine at that time,” Mike asked.

“Um, Bonnie? She’s up on the third floor?” Megan said.

“Damn it!” she thought. “Bonnie’s got me doing that little ‘question’ thing now.”

“Yeah, that really cute one; I’m in the apartment right below her,” Mike smiled. “I swear, sometimes sounds like a herd of elephants up there; does she ever just walk? Runs everywhere, huh?”

“Yeah, she does kind of go crazy,” Megan smiled.

Mike continued to talk about Bonnie; Megan realized Mike was very attracted to his upstairs neighbor.

“You do know she’s pregnant, right?” she snapped, a little angry at the attention Mike was giving to her new friend.

“No shit? No, no, didn’t know that,” Mike said and shifted in his seat.

Pregnant women were a fetish of Mike’s; he’d lost his virginity to his next door neighbor, an unwed thirty year old, when she was six months pregnant.

“She was dating that Sammy guy; haven’t seen him around in a while,” Mike commented and put on the blinker to signal his turn.

“Yeah, took off when he found out she was knocked up,” Megan spat and pointed to the library. “Right there’s fine.”

“All right; hope we’ll be seeing more of you,” Mike smiled what he hoped was a seductive smile.

“Thanks again,” Megan said smiled politely; he had given her a ride, after all.

Conrad nearly crapped on himself when he saw the car; unmarked or not, it was obviously a police car. But then he saw his former girlfriend getting out of the car, smiling and talking with whoever was driving the car.

He made a wide pass around Megan and the police car; the four baggies he had in his backpack would get him popped for possession with intent to distribute. Even if all four were actually for his own use.

His, and Theresa’s. She turned out to be an even bigger freak than Megan. After they busted up a few joints, she let him fuck her, then said what she really got off on was anal. Megan didn’t even like him putting a finger up her butt.

Theresa had let it slip that she didn’t know where to score and would be ‘very grateful’ if he could let her have a few for herself.

And Theresa had said, given enough E and a few joints, or even a little coke, she’d be happy to eat a little pussy and let Connie watch.

Conrad had bristled at the hated nickname, but with a good buzz and watching his sperm dripping out of her brown bush, he just smiled.

“Hi! What you doing?” Bonnie asked as Mike stood on her doorstep.

“Hi; I live right downstairs?” Mike smiled down at the diminutive woman.

“I know; you’re that cute cop, right?” Bonnie giggled.

Bonnie had drank four Dr. Peppers and several Reese’s peanut butter cups, then remembered she had to eat lunch, which was a peanut butter and blackberry jam sandwich. Bonnie was running around on a pure sugar high.

“Oh! That’s my hot chocolate!” Bonnie chirped, running away from the wide open door. “Come on in; you like hot chocolate? I’ll let you have this one; I’ll make me one, here”

“You’re um, your guest? From last night?” Mike asked, and couldn’t help but smile as an excited Bonnie scurried back into the living room, steaming cup in her hands.

“Here, yeah, Megan? God, she is so pretty, isn’t she?” Bonnie said and dashed out of the living room again.

“Actually, you’re the pretty one, in my opinion,” Mike said and put the extremely hot mug down on a coaster.

“You don’t like it?” Bonnie asked, looking at the mug on the coffee table.

“Too hot to hold,” Mike smiled. “Give it a minute to cool down then I’ll give it a sip.”

“Anyway, yeah Megan came over last night; we watched ‘The Help,’ you ever seen it? It’s such a great movie, I saw the previews and said I’ve got to get that and Amazon had it and…” Bonnie rattled off then ran out of the room again as the microwave dinged.

Mike gave the bitter drink a sip and nodded approval, which was met with a smile from Bonnie.

“Anyway, her car was vandalized last night or this morning; we got a picture of some guy doing it; you recognize this guy?” Mike asked, pulling the print out of his shirt pocket.

“No, God, he’s got one of those gross beard things, why they grow them things? Looks so stupid, like their face is too retarded to grow a whole beard, I bet you’d look cute with a beard, though, but not one of these stupid things,” Bonnie rattled off, looking at Conrad’s picture.

“Well, sorry, kind of against department rules, no beards,” Mike laughed.

“What?” Bonnie asked, sitting down on the couch, seemingly unmindful that her shorts had gaped open, giving Mike a clear view of her sparse bush.

“Damn, do you ever slow down?” he asked.

“No, not really, I mean,” Bonnie stammered, about to cry, hurt by Mike’s laughter, which she assumed was at her expense.

“Wow, I haven’t even been here, what? Five minutes? And I’m exhausted!” Mike laughed again and took another sip of the hot chocolate. “Where’d you get this? Kind of tastes like either Belgium, or maybe German.”

“It’s from Germany; my mom got it for me,” Bonnie whispered.

“Hey, I’m not laughing at you,” Mike said, sitting down next to her and reaching out a comforting hand.

“Yeah you are; you think I’m fucking nuts,” Bonnie accused.

“Yeah, I kind of do, but in a good way,” Mike smiled what he hoped was a reassuring smile.

“Dude, Dean Armstrong’s looking for you,” Conrad’s roommate said, not even looking up from his notebook.

“He says what he wants?” Conrad asked, very concerned.

“Nope; just said for you to get down to his office A.S.A.P,” his roommate shrugged.

Dean Armstrong wasted no time in letting Conrad know that he was no longer a student at their Mississippi institute of higher learning.

Conrad was assisted in packing by the dormitory monitor and two of his buddies, both defensive ends for the College’s football team.

“Dude, my old lady’s going to kill me,” Conrad moaned to the dormitory monitor.

“I’m sure she will,” the dormitory monitor shrugged.

“Hey,” Britney said, letting herself into the house.

“Kitchen,” Chin Li called out from the kitchen.

“I got you something,” Chin Li smiled after she and Britney kissed each other.

“What?” Britney smiled.

“It’s on the table,” Chin Li pointed and then stirred in the handful of herbs into the simmering pot.

Britney burst out laughing as she pulled the wooden hairbrush from the gift bag.

“Maybe my bony butt won’t break that one,” Chin Li smiled as Britney tested it in her hands.

Conrad’s mother paid for the repairs to Megan’s car. She also paid for three unsuccessful stints at a Chemical Dependency Rehabilitation Center. Finally, she gave him a choice; Armed Services or get out of her house. He was homeless for one whole night before signing up for the United States Navy.

Mike O’Connor moved Bonnie into his apartment. He and Megan do not like each other, but both he and Megan love Bonnie. And both Megan and Mike adore Michelle O’Connor, the five pound seven ounce baby girl Bonnie gave birth to.

Back on her regular medication after the birth of Michelle, Bonnie is still as manic as ever. Of course, her diet of beer, soft drinks, potato chips, and candy bars doesn’t help at all.

When she revealed that she and Britney were lovers, Chin Li’s father disowned her. She just laughed in his face and told him that she had disowned him after his brutal rape of her. Because she announced this in the lobby of the First Union Bank, where he was the Chief Financial Officer, his shame was so great he had to resign.

Allison and Charlie Wertmuller welcomed Chin Li; she is another daughter to them.

“Daughter in law,” Charlie corrected.

“Whatever,” Allison shrugged.

Realizing that she is now in love, truly in love, Britney no longer feels it necessary to hurt Chin Li. But the hairbrush does get used on occasion; Chin Li makes sure she is ‘naughty’ from time to time.

(This is a branch off of the ‘Oddball’ tree. Britney and Chin Li were characters in that series; the ‘Mary’ that Britney is obsessed with is Mary Farmer, now Mary Kowalski from the ‘Oddball’ and ‘Inferno’ series.)

**Author’s Note: The drug names that Bonnie mentions are figments of my imagination. I do not know what drugs treat manic depression and/or schizophrenia, and I do not want to know. I am not a doctor.

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