Study Hall

"I don't trust her."

Said Clyde from over the phone on a train ride back to Kyoto.

"I know ya don't trust, Violate but I really... And I know this sounds a lil' crazy but, I think ya oughta let what happened at Lukretia's place go. Ya'll were trespassing anyway, right? Ya prolly scared the poor girl! She ain't wrestlers like us!" Bonnie argued back with her brother. Knowing the story of how her good friend, Violate stuffed a gun in her brother's face. At least that was Clyde's side of the story. Violate said it was a joke that Clyde took too seriously and from Bonnie gathered, he mistook a little squirt gun for the real thing.

One was her brother. One was her friend. One was just plain weird. One was often irrational.

"Be careful then.... Please..."

He pleaded before hanging up the phone. He leaned back in his chair and sighed and thought about Vi. That woman was coy, very coy and he worried dearly about his sister and Duffy's safety.

Bonnie hung up the phone and sighed before she resumed stirring a pot full of spaghetti. "That boy still worried about Vi babe but I tell him he just all mad 'cause of a joke he misunderstood..." She hollered from the Kitchen, clad in a J.J. Watt jersey and white shorts, completely barefoot and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

Bonnie had been feeling okay these past couple days. After a string of losses, she had defeated that newcomer and hair puller, Nova with a decisive clean win. She felt like she was back on track! So why did she feel so hollow and empty? Her thoughts were all over the place regarding Allison, if Jocelyn was still a threat, Tatyina and Emily Clarkson. Let alone why a peaceful girl like Violate also had problems with Allison.

So many characters in this web.

Duffy was in the other room while Bonnie cooked. She had a beer in one hand, a remote in the other and was watching some sumo. She was wearing a long men's T-Shirt that hand the Scottish flag on it and would have come down to her mid thighs if it hadn't been pushed up her legs by her spread thighs. She wasn't wearing anything else, but the only other person in the house had been naked and bumping against her just a few hours earlier.

"Fat fuckers..." Duffy said in awe as the sumo wrestlers crashed into each other. She changed the channel.

"Huh?" Duffy turned as Bonnie spoke. "What's 'e worried about? " She shouted back and scratched her leg.

"I said Clyde thinks Violate is crazy, can't be trusted and is going to shoot me in the face." She remarked dryly as she sat a plate of spaghetti down at the table.

The thought of it was just silly. Violate didn't even look capable of slapping someone! Let alone shooting them, she was just a practical joker.

Duffy walked into the kitchen and plopped down across from Bonnie and took a swig from her beer. "An ye dun nae think that?"

"Psh... Course not. " Bonnie said dismissively with a roll of her eyes, Clyde was being silly. "Violate is harmless." She assured before walking over to Duffy and setting a plate down for her.

"Emily is getting more bold in attacks though." She added solemnly before seating herself on the otherside of the table.

Duffy stared at the plate and took a drink of beer instead, lounging against her seat as Bonnie spoke, bringing up another girl. "She's a cowardly shite." Duffy murmured. "It's exactly why she's gotta do shite like that." She pointed at Bonnie with the beer can in her hand and then took another swig.

"Well, fuck 'er. No one 'round 'ere wants ta 'ave a good olde fashioned donnybrook! Might as well just fuckin quit th' AFW an go back ta McNally's. Least I got ta actually fight someone even if the pay was shite!" Duffy laughed.

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "She scared." She said simply. "We can have fights but Emily is different. She can barely fight! She's been in Friction getting her ass kicked!" Bonnie complained before looking at her food, unable to eat it.

"I should try and speak with her." She added out of the blue.

"Then fuckin talk to 'er." Duffy said, shrugging. "Just have someone 'round ta give her a pat down or else ye'll get tasered like last time." Duffy furrowed her brow. "Or did ye forget about that, lassie? What're ye even gon nae say?"

Bonnie frowned at Duffy's words. "No I didn't forget. I ain't forgotten that she tazed Clyde and clocked you in the face with metal 'round her fists... I lunged at her, I didn't think it was Emily. I just saw somebody hurtin' yall and I got all angry." Said Bonnie as she stared at her bare feet before taking a deep breath and exhaling, then looking back towards Duffy.

"You think I'm dumb tryin' ta' reach out ta' Emily, dontcha? But it was my idea to pick a fight with her ta' get ta Allison... I used her."

"I think the whole thing's bloody daft." Duffy said and poked at her spaghetti. "So, if ye 'ad ken it was the lassie then what would ye 'ave done, exactly?" Duffy asked, taking a bite of noodles.