Folie a Trois: Part 5
Hey everyfur! I'm back and with the last installment of Folie a Trois, hope you guys enjoy!
Folie a Trois: Part 5 "I just don't know what to do, Zak." "No worries, Maxi. These things work themselves, ya know," The coyote-husky says matter-of-factly. "Either the world will fix it all, or it will come to you, just don't worry about it." My laid back friend has always given such great advice, however, I'm not sure if the advice from a half attentive fur fiddling on his computer is the right choice, but hell, if I don't know what to do, what else can I do other than just wait around for inspiration. So looks like I'm stuck here then. Stuck in my friend's apartment until things smooth over. "Sorry for dumping all my guy problems on you, you probably don't want to hear any of this." "It's all cool, we're friends, we're supposed to complain to each other about our relationship issues and whatnot, right?" "Hehe, yeah, I, Uh, guess your right about that one. Still, I feel like I should make up for it some how." "Really now, how about we go get some drive-thru , your paying?" He said with a smirk as he looked up from his computer. "Uh, sure, I am kind of hungry." He slams shut his laptop and tosses it to the side of the couch I am sitting in and jumps up. "Cool! I'll drive! Let's go!" He begins walking towards the door and grabs a set of keys from off a hook and opens the door. He signals for me to go through and so I do. He closes and looks the door behind us. We make our way through the stairway to the bottom of the apartment complex and to a small outdoor parking lot containing only four filled spot out of the ten available. I scan through quickly and find my eyes affixed on the black Honda Accord in one of the parking spots. Zak presses a button on his key and a sound reverberates through the air and the head lights illuminate with the yellow light. We both file in and the engine roars to life. "Um, one question, where are we going to eat?" He asks as he sits in the drivers seat with his paws on the wheel. "Um, I don't know." "What sounds good" "Um, food?" "Alright, how about we just go to the first place we see? Sound like a good idea." "Sounds good to me." "Yup, and that way we don't have to travel very far. And we could bring it home before it gets cold." I nod and he shifts the car into reverse and begins to back up. We drive for a minute or two before running into a Jack in the Box as made apparent by the clown JRT's face. We drive into the lot and get behind three cars as we wait to place our order. "So how's work Zak?" "Pretty good. I DJ'ed at a frat party the other day, made a few hundred bucks from that. I actually might get an album soon!" "Seriously! Sweet!" "I know, there's this guy at the frat party, he said he knew some furs and would be able to get my word out there to the executives and whomever else it would take to get something done." "Wow, would you hook me up with a free copy when it's released." "Haha, certainly. What about you, how's your job going?" "Alright I suppose. I'm supposed to go to a shoot with Benji today, but I really don't want to go." "You should go! Don't let something like this get in the way of your job. You guys need the money and you can't let a little rough patch in your relationship get you fired." "Eh, I'm not so sure." "Come on, just go, for me?" he puts on a puppy dog face and stares at me with pleading eyes. "Fine, just because you want me to." The car moves forward and we place our order. A teriyaki bowl and fries with a Dr. Pepper for me and a double bacon Swiss burger and fries with a lemonade for him. After paying in the proceeding window we get our food in the window afterwards. The warm scent fills the car and my lap is immediate heated up as the food is placed on my crotch. And straight way home we go as the car speeds out of the parking lot and onto the main road, the opposite way from moments ago. We find ourselves again in the staircase of his apartment, the food and one drink in my paws and the other drink and the key that is turning the lock in his paws. The lock clicks and the door swings open and he begins walking in. "Just place the food on the kitchen cou-" the door slams closed behind me. "Put your paws in the air or you're both going to die." a voice comes from behind me and the grip on the objects in my paws releases. It's stern, calm, intimidating even. My paws slowly rise up and I see Zak do the same in front of me. My heart begins beating, my breaths shallow and not helping with the panic rushing through my body. I feel a hard cylindrical object that could only be a gun. God damn it, a fucking gun stuck against my back. "Now move bitch!" The fur behind me barks and my feet begin moving automatically. "There, on the chairs." the only chairs he could be referring to is the chair that is part of the dining table. "Sit down on it, you on the other!" I do so and soon see Zak out of my peripherals. "Arms at your side!" we hear some quick ruffling and a ripping sound. A piece of grey coloured tape makes it's way to my shirt and wraps around me several times as the fur, now known to be a killer whale. His rounded black and white face as intimidating as his voice and the gun that was pressed against my back and is now easily seen in his hand as he thoroughly ties both of us down with the grey duct tape. "Now, I'm going to take everything with a decent price tag on it and you're not going to say or do anything once I leave, if you do, that is." "If?" I blurt out of fear. The metal object in his paw jabs into the side of my head. "That's one!" He slowly moves the gun away as a whimper leaves my muzzle slowly. "Now just sit nice and quiet while I go get your stuff." He begins walking around behind us, rummaging through Zak's stuff. "So you two fags or somethin'. There's a lot of pictures of you two in here." I look over to find Zak looking at me with a frightened look on his face. "Oh, never mind, here's a picture of you and some bitch. Damn, why're you hanging out with this fool instead of that girl, she's pretty hot." A growl goes through Zak's throat and through the air. A blur of clothing goes through the air and my vision is obstructed by a wall of whale. "You better watch yourself doggie, or there's going to be a bullet rattling around in your skull. Don't fucking test me! That's two!" He huffs and chuckles slightly. "Now what did you two bring home." The sound of the paper bags crumbling fills my ears as the smell of delicious food fills the air. The hunger fills my stomach again as the whale steals our food from the bag and proceeds to dig into the big burger and chow on some of the fries before going around to the kitchen and opening the fridge with an audible clunk. "Oh my fucking god, this isn't happening, this isn't happening!" Zak whispers to himself with a weakened tone. "I was going to be big man!" "Relax, he'll let us go if we just be quiet." "Don't you get it man? He doesn't care, we know who he is. He's not going to let us go! He's going to put a bullet in our skulls and we're going to die. I'm never going to get my album and you're never going to get to tell Kujo how sorry you are." "Who says I wouldn't go with Benji?" "We both know you wouldn't, you love Kujo, you always have. There's no way you would ever be able to live without him. Now shut the hell up! I would like a few more moments of life." He turns back towards the front of us as the large imposing whale returns to the area of the apartment. He's right. He's so right. I fucking hate that he's right, but it's true. I couldn't live without being able to cuddle up against the warm blue fur every night. I wouldn't be able to live without being able to look into those brilliant emeralds of his. Without that wonderful cock and that oh so pleasurable tailhole. I would hate to live without kissing him everyday. And now, I'll never see him again. This guy is going to kill me. He's going to put that gun to the back of my head and pull the trigger and my life will be over. I'll cease to exist as a person. I'll be remembered by Kujo as the horrible fur I am for cheating on him and I'll probably be forgotten by Benji. What a life to live. Loving one fur my whole life and in the last week of my life, I destroy that very same relationship. I could see the eulogy now: "He was, for the most part cough, a great fur. Smart, maybe not all the time cough, loving, if at times to the wrong people, handsome, even though he was a fag. And we are here, not to celebrate his death, but to celebrate most of his life that he didn't spend as a cheating little fucker that doesn't deserve any of the furs that came here and are now listening to this speech." How depressing. God damn it, I'm going to cry. Ugh, come on, I don't want to spend the last few minutes of my life crying like a little bitch. Man up a bit! Damn it lower lip, stop quivering! Eyes stop leaking slightly! Breaths stop being so shallow. I hear a whimper come out of my muzzle and a yip immediately after that as a stomp goes through the floor. "Oh yes! Thank you for that! That, my little furry friend," the whale says as he gets right next to my face. "You know what is going to happen now, don't you?" I whimper a pathetic "Uh-huh" and nod my head slightly. "Sorry man, I really didn't want to do this, but I made an ultimatum. I gotta go through with it. Um, which one first? I know! You, coyote kid! Now watch closely husky boy! I want you to see your friends brains splatter!" I look over to find Zak sobbing and the whale with a digit on the trigger of the gun. His finger slowly squeezes. I squeeze my eyes shut. This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't- A loud bang rings through my ears and I shout out. "The fuck are you?!" The whale screams out. My eyes open up and I turn to find Zak's head very well in tact and the whale with his gun pointing towards the entrance of the apartment. "Hehe, sorry for breaking up the party, but couldn't help myself." Shayde's voice makes it's way into my ears, a sweet serenade to hear his voice instead of the whale. "Max! Are you alright?" The sweet voice rings through my ears. The voice that could only belong to the brilliant blue tiger that is my husband. "I don't care who the fuck you two are, but it won't really matter now will it?" The whale pulls the trigger again, the loud ringing disabling thought and immediately followed by the clinking of metal. "Did you just block a bullet?" "Pretty much, so tell me, do you really want to fuck with me?" Shayde's cool, imposing voice says as the whale puts on a face of concentration. "Aw Screw this man, I'm not dying for some petty robbery man!" He shouts and runs towards the door. Immediately afterwards footsteps are heard and Kujo enter into my vision, looking directly into my eyes. He takes Shayde katana and cuts through the duct tape before giving it back to Shayde to free Zak. "Kujo! I'm so sorry!" I leap up and wrap my arms around his neck. "I have no idea what came over me. You don't deserve any of what I did to you these past few days. I'm so so sorry!" "Max! It's alright! I love you, I love you so much and I never, ever want to lose you again!" Screw you Zak and your all too correct advise. "Um just one problem." I nuzzle my head against his shoulder. "And what would that be?" "My paws are covered in your blood. We need to get you to the hospital, right now!" A sense of urgency is in his voice and I begin to feel the slick liquid lead down my furs, matting down my tail. My eyes widen and my knees give out as a sharp pain covers my entire back. "Shit!" Shayde shouts out. "I am so sorry, quickly, everybody, down to my car." Kujo picks me up and rushes me out the room, down the stairs and into the parking lot. "I'm so sorry Kujo. I can't say it too many times, I'm sorry." "Stop that shit, you can apologize all you want after we get you fixed up!" "I'm so sorry." Fuck it. Maybe I should just stop fighting this wave of drowsiness and just sleep. It's so warm in his arms. So much warmer than it was in Benji's arms, that's for sure. You know. I've made my peace. I'm good. I'm happy. "Last year's wishes Are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take my last chance To burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in the head Cause I know how the words get you" "Don't you do this you bastard!" "We're the new face of failure Prettier and younger but not any better off Bullet proof loneliness At best, at best" "Don't you fucking do this!" "Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you" "I'll never be able to forgive you!" "Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up..." "Max." "Next..." "Max!" "To..." "MAX!" "You."