Thread: No Good Deed | Lewd Misconduct x Kaigen

It seemed they were both at a loss for a moment as they stared at the eaters coming towards the building. Tims voice cutting through the silence gave her a small bought of relief as she moved with him, thinking that he knew a safe way to get out. She frowned at the mention of the roof but followed him, ignoring the pain shooting up her backside. She felt more like she was running than walking as she tried to keep up with his pace. Her eyes watched him climb the latter for a moment before taking one last look around the back counter of the pharmacy. She didnt know what half the shit was in there, but she took whatever she could and dumped it in her bag to sort later. Haley wasnt a hoarder by any means, nor was she a druggie, but she wanted to be prepared in case something happened. Satisfied she climbed up the latter just as she heard the sound of something hitting glass. Haley dumped her bag on the roof before crawling up the rest of the way to find Tim slumped against the wall. Now wasnt the time to rest. She was about to open her mouth to let him know that when he beat her to the punch. His words were a punch in the gut after what shed just went through and she felt her blood run cold for a moment as she wondered for the billionth time why he saved her. Unfortunately, for him her anger soon got her blood running again as she walked over to the edge to see what was happening below. The string of expletives that left her mouth were decidedly unlady like as she took in the sight before stalking towards Tim. She didnt give a damn how big or strong he was, he had no right. Even so, it unnerved her that sitting down, he still so close to meeting her height. Where to hell do you get off? Oh, Im sorry, you felt like playing god, did you? And now you regret it? Haley shook her head. You can go fuck yourself. Any my name is Haley, not girl. She walked back to her bag before going to sit a little ways away from him. Opening her bag she took out the pills, clothes, a can of peas, corn, peaches, Nutella, an extra magazine, and a first aid kit. She cleaned her face with a wipe knowing it would never replace a shower. Slowly, she moved the band through her long hair to relieve some of the pressure on the sore follicles and felt for wounds. There were three that she made quick work of cleaning with a cotton ball and some alcohol, not wanting to draw out the pain any more than necessary. When she finished she took a small sip of the alcohol before diluting it with a dose of water and swishing it around the cuts in her mouth. Her oval eyes narrowed in pain as she replayed the events of today and spit the concoction out before turning to Tim. Something was off. Just how long were you there to know that Id been screaming loud enough for eaters to hear? Haleys voice was even, despite sounding so rough. She already knew the answer, already know that he let them beat the shit out of her whip her, hotdog her fucking ass before he decided to do the gentlemanly thing. They muffled her pretty early on in their assault. It wasnt something she was likely to forget. Were these really the kind of men that were left? Crude, sadistic, shameless shadow of humanity? Was he the hero that she was supposed to rely on? Moral only when it suited him? If that was the case then maybe she was better off dead. At least then shed be in better company. What do you want from me?