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Crusher had escaped! The rest of the mob, fucking morons, had been picked up inside a week, but not Crusher. While the fools tried to outrun the filth in fast cars, he’d stayed put. A fortnight in the sewers, shaved his hair and beard, then five weeks holed up in a derelict farmhouse in Devon. And the stash of jewels still safely hidden in– no, wait, Crusher muttered, you can’t get me like that! Walls have ears! He punched the wall. Hard. Dust clouded into his face. He punched it harder. Harder still. Then, grinning, licked his raw glistening knuckles.

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    Drew Martyn 2 months ago

    Sorry I've been away so long - no excuses, just got too lazy lol.

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    Neville Hunt 2 months ago

    No worries Drew. I find that I'm working at one third my normal pace.
    I like the look of this. Intriguing title and I love the name Crusher. He clearly has a taste for blood. But I wouldn't want a knuckle sandwich from him. Love it already! Can't wait for more... Crusher looks like my kind of antihero...but then looks can be deceptive...

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    Christopher 2 months ago

    This is an intriguing start. Is this going to be a long narrative or just a short story? (Hopefully long.)

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    Drew Martyn 2 months ago

    Thanks guys. I'm sure the name comes from an old b&w film, Neville, possibly an Ealing comedy, but I couldn't be sure. Christopher, I don't think this is going to be very long, I just wanted to get something down so that I'd have something to work on. :)

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    Christopher 2 months ago

    Like the slut said, "Long or short, I'll take it either way."

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    Drew Martyn 2 months ago

    Haha I think I know her... ;)

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