Viral Misery | Book 3 | Revelations

by Watson, Thomas A.

  Hearing the tale, Wendy’s mouth fell open as Samantha took a deep breath to calm down from the memory. “Well, Jason proved he was mine and mine alone because he told Pam he needed to check on something and he would meet her in the pool house. Jason came back inside, pulled me away from some friends, and played the recording on his phone,” Samantha snarled. “I am proud of Jason because he didn’t rub it in my face right then that he was the one who’d been right about Pam. I asked where that whore was and he told me the pool house. I kicked my high heels off and stormed my ass outside.”

  A look of utter shock laced with hate filled Samantha’s face before she continued. “Wendy, I opened that door and she called out, ‘Come get some real pussy, Jason’.” Samantha paused as she trembled in rage before continuing. “Pam was butt-ass-naked with her legs spread wide and her fingers…” Samantha paused as the shock left and her face was only filled with hate. “Let’s just say, Pam was being slutty and leave it at that,” Samantha offered, and Wendy nodded.

  “Oh, I jumped on that bitch. I would give anything if I would’ve known then just what you’ve taught me now. But I still stomped that naked whore’s ass!” Samantha shouted.

  Cocking her head to the side, “I would’ve killed the bitch,” Wendy replied.

  “I was trying!” Samantha cried out. “But Pam’s date came over and tried to pull me off when I was strangling the slut. Needless to say, Jason broke his arm and once again, threw my ass over his shoulder and took off running because four people had called 911. As we were leaving the neighborhood, we passed the cops. We stayed in a motel and called a lawyer the next morning, then went down to the police station.”

  “Pam didn’t file charges?”

  “She tried, but the recording Jason had made somehow ended up on the internet,” Samantha said as the hate finally left her face and a grin appeared. “Let me just say, Pam was very graphic and clearly stated she knew Jason was married. The DA refused to file criminal charges, calling it mutual combat and a civil matter. Pam tried to sue, but the judge threw it out after the evidence was presented.”

  “I’m glad because that could’ve come back to hurt you and Jason. State boards are full of assholes, I’ve come to find out,” Wendy said, and Samantha nodded. “I’ve had to deal with a few grand juries, but never had to appear before one.”

  “Eww, that sounds like some stories I’d like to hear,” Samantha crooned.

  Looking off, “Since the old world is dead, I don’t think we can get in trouble. I should be able to, but I have to make sure Arthur agrees. His first rule, ‘Nobody knows it was you unless you talk’,” Wendy replied and Samantha wasn’t shocked. She knew Wendy had hidden things in her past like most did, but Samantha was certain some of what Wendy had hidden was criminal. Not that Wendy ever mentioned anything, but just some instances she’d heard during interactions between Wendy and Arthur.

  Lightly punching Wendy in the arm, “I hate to admit it, but Jason and I have never done anything that bad. But I’ll tell you what we’ve done, even if Arthur doesn’t want you to,” Samantha offered.

  Getting an idea, Wendy turned to look Samantha in the eyes. “I need to make a trip. You want to come?”

  Shrugging, “Sure, where’re we going?” Samantha asked.

  “Alicia’s,” Wendy answered, and Samantha raised her eyebrows. “Alicia kept diaries. From what Sutton told me, they’re more like tally logs on her plans as well as diaries.”

  Nodding while reaching out and grabbing Wendy’s hand, “Sure, I’ll go, but Wendy, you aren’t going to Mississippi to get the bitch. That’s suicide and I’ll die trying to stop you,” Samantha warned.

  Scoffing, “That bitch isn’t worth that much effort,” Wendy replied. “But!” she barked, holding up her other hand, “If all that I’ve found out is true, that bitch shows up around here, I’ll dismember her body with dental floss while she’s still alive.”

  Images filled Samantha’s mind with the threat, making her body go numb and her hand slipped out of Wendy’s. “Fuck, I thought I could get medieval,” she gasped.

  Grabbing Samantha’s hand, Wendy led her over to the old house to get on one of the electric carts. “Let’s get geared up and take a road trip,” Wendy declared, feeling much better.

  “Want to ask the boys and make it a small double date?” Samantha grinned clasping Wendy’s hand.

  Shaking her head, “Nope,” Wendy responded. “I don’t think Arthur would rub it in, at least not right now. But if he did, the fight would be….” Wendy paused and just couldn’t come up with a description so she just left it alone. “The only time Arthur rubs it in my face when I’m wrong is when he’s mad, and usually I’m the only one who can make him mad. So, for the sake of our relationship, I don’t want him coming.”

  To the west, ‘Burrrr’ sounded again as another test shot fired off. Reaching a golf cart, Samantha let Wendy’s hand go and climbed in the passenger side. “I wish I could keep a clear head like you when I get pissed,” Samantha stated. “We won’t have to go near the impact area of where they’re shooting, will we?”

  Dropping into the driver’s seat and turning on the key, “Shit,” Wendy huffed, pulling away from the old house. “When I’m pissed, I don’t think, that’s the problem. I’m only mad now, but I’m sure when I read some of those diaries I’m going to get pissed. No, Alicia’s house is west and the impact area where they’re shooting is southeast.”

  Holding on as Wendy sped up the driveway, “Um, we aren’t staying there until you read them all, are we?” Samantha asked hesitantly.

  “Hell no!” Wendy cried out as they reached the drawbridge. “From what Sutton said, I only need to read the last few pages to find out if I misjudged Alicia that badly.”

  “You’re not taking the diaries?” Samantha asked.

  Coming to a stop in the parking area, “If I find out I was wrong about Alicia, I’m taking all of them,” Wendy said turning the key off. “I would burn the house down, but that would only let Alicia know someone was pissed.”

  Both headed inside, grabbed gear, and Wendy notified the Tomb where they were going and that they’d be in radio range the entire time. When they reached the back door to leave, they found Jo Ann and Sally geared up and waiting. Wendy fought not to grin at the twins with their fedoras pulled low, but the pigtails sticking out each side of their head under the brim was making that difficult.

  “Where are we going?” Jo Ann asked with a grin, but there was a little challenge in her voice.

  Hearing the challenge, Wendy’s grin turned into a smile. “Just making a short trip,” Wendy offered, wanting one of the twins to state the obvious.

  “We can go, right?” Sally asked in a steady voice but was excited. Besides Arthur’s mini-mes, the twins had more time outside the fence than some of the adults.

  Letting her rifle hang off her shoulder, Wendy reached out caressing each one’s cheek. “If you want, but remember, if you don’t listen, we turn around and come home. Trust me when I say, today would not be a good day for that.”

  Simultaneously, Sally and Jo Ann’s face went to shock. “When haven’t we listened?” they asked in unison.

  “Both of you have always listened, I just like reminding you,” Wendy told them. She was glad the other two of her mini-mes were still in daycare. All four of Samantha’s mini-mes were in daycare with the oldest six but Wendy had to admit, she liked the twins going outside with her when they could. The ranch offered safety but it could be lost, and they needed to have experience.

  Putting her fedora on, “But I’m driving,” Wendy said dropping the grin, and the twins’ shoulders slumped in sadness. “Girls, you’ve driven cement trucks, dump trucks, excavators, bulldozers, semi-trucks, and other equipment. I know you can drive, but I want to get there fast but safely.”

  Both perked up and spoke together. “Can we take turns driving on the way back?”

  Moving past the twins and opening the door, “We’ll see,” Wendy offere
d. “Kit, Kat,” she called out and the labs bounced around the corner of the house.

  Following Wendy to the cart to drive down to the field where the vehicles were kept, “Why do you take Kit and Kat?” Sally asked, climbing in the backseat. “They can’t attack like Donald and Daisy.”

  Turning the key on, “I’m certain if something tried to attack us, they would fight it but more importantly, they’ll let me know if something’s around,” Wendy said backing out.

  With her AR resting across her lap, Samantha nodded. “Yes, they’re very good at letting you know if something’s close. You want me to get Adam and Eve?”

  Speeding along the driveway, Wendy shook her head. “No,” she answered. “Going to the other side of the ranch would add twenty minutes. I want to get to Alicia’s and get back.” Hearing the tremble of anger in Wendy’s voice, Samantha made a vow if Alicia did ever show up, she would personally tie the bitch up and gift wrap her for Wendy.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Evil Uncovered

  It was late in the afternoon when Arthur and Jason climbed out of the front Suburban. His and Jason’s mini-mes got out of the back followed by the dogs. “Pops,” Kirk called out as he closed his door. “You aren’t mad at Momma for leaving the ranch, are you?”

  Tilting his hat back and giving a chuckle, “No,” Arthur answered. “She’s a big girl and even knows how to tie her own shoes.”

  The other mini-mes busted out laughing as Cody turned to Jason about to speak, but Jason just held up his hand stopping him. “Why in the hell would I be mad at Samantha?” Jason asked looking at Cody and then over to his twin Kyle. “They notified the Tomb they were leaving, who was with them, where they were going, and what radio frequency they were on.”

  “Told you,” Shawn mumbled to Kirk, then he turned to Arthur. “I tried telling him the only reason you told Momma that she couldn’t go out when she first got back was because she wasn’t physically ready yet after being sick.” Turning to Jason and shrugging, “I have no idea why in the hell Cody and Kyle asked that about Samantha,” Shawn confessed.

  Cody and Kyle turned to Shawn. “Pops and Jason don’t like just a group of girls going out because boys might go after them,” they stated.

  Amazed they’d spoken in unison but not surprised, Arthur nodded as he headed toward the rows of electric carts. “Ye-,” he started as his eyes fell on his newest mini-me, Shelia, and the only girl. “You hang with us, so don’t be offended,” he blurted out, then turned to look over his shoulder at the others. “That is true. But do you know why we don’t want groups of only girls going out?”

  “Yes,” Cody and Kyle mumbled while Shawn and Kirk nodded.

  Almost spitting out ‘men’ he paused, “Guys,” Arthur said, remembering to be politely correct because of Shelia. Be damned if he was calling it politically correct. “Wendy and Samantha can fight better than many of the others here, so why should we be worried?”

  “Um,” Kirk stammered. “You say Momma’s jaybird ass overloads her alligator mouth.”

  Stopping at his cart, Arthur chuckled. “Kirk, I was referring to me. Hand-to-hand, I’m certain I’m the only one at the ranch who can take Wendy.”

  When they heard that, Cody and Kyle whipped their eyes to Jason. “She can kick my ass,” Jason declared with no shame. “Boys, I studied hand-to-hand for three years. Wendy has been studying over two decades. I didn’t get back in shape until three years ago. Wendy has always been in shape. The only thing I can say for certain, I could’ve taken her in hand-to-hand for a few months after she recovered.”

  Arthur dropped in the passenger seat of his cart with his mini-mes and Jason climbed in his cart with Cody and Kyle. Shelia got behind the steering wheel and glanced around to make sure everyone was ready and took off. With Cody driving Jason’s cart and following, the four dogs sprinted ahead.

  Reaching the house, they parked in the line of carts and found Donald, Daisy, Adam, and Eve standing rigid and staring at the back porch. “I so hate those fucking cats,” Arthur mumbled.

  Climbing out slowly, “Where are they?” Shelia asked gripping her rifle tight.

  “On the porch somewhere,” Arthur sighed as he got out. “Kong or Medusa are the only things that can stop all four dogs.”

  As he got out, Jason froze. “Whoa!” he gasped. Cody and Kyle jumped out scanning around and finally turned to where Jason was looking.

  “Holy shit!” Cody cried out and everyone turned.

  At the back of the porch, where supplies were stacked to enclose the porch and put in a walkway to the old gym that was being turned into a daycare, Kong and Medusa were both lounging on a stack of lumber. Along the edge of the porch laid in a neat row were rats, big rats.

  Counting fifteen rats, Arthur shrugged, “Okay, sometimes you two do some good, but I still hate you.”

  Hearing Arthur shift his AR, Jason didn’t even look over. “Arthur, you shoot those cats and you’ll have Wendy and Samantha all over your ass,” Jason warned. “Man code rules say I can’t take your side.”

  Letting his AR go to hang under his arm, “How could you let Wendy get Samantha to like those cats?!” Arthur shouted over at Jason as he got a small tote bag out of his buggy.

  “Let!?” Jason cried out but didn’t turn toward Arthur. “Let,” he said again in a normal tone. “Bitch, there’s no Let involved in one’s wife, as you well know,” Jason said strolling for the back door with Cody and Kyle following. “I’ve learned one thing. If I didn’t want Samantha to do something and was adamant about it, you can damn sure believe she was going to try it. That’s how I got her to shoot shotguns, and I should’ve done that with hand-to-hand but didn’t.”

  Watching Jason heading for the backdoor and still not looking over at him, “Jason, those cats were rubbing on Samantha’s legs yesterday. The only other person on the planet Kong has done that to is Wendy. I know because Kong has been here since he was a kitten,” Arthur cried out. “I’m certain the same is true about Medusa, but I can’t say for certain.”

  Finally stopping and turning around, “If my wife wants to befriend Your,” he stressed very hard, “Wife’s feline bitches, then you must think I’m stupid if you want me to tell Samantha otherwise.”

  Hearing it put that way, Arthur looked off slowly nodding his head. “Oh,” he mumbled, “my bad.”

  “Arthur, I hate those two damn cats as much as you, but I have no desire to become both Wendy’s and now my wife’s bitch if I hurt them. I secretly hope they’ll bite Samantha so she’ll leave them alone.”

  Cody and Kyle both snickered and Jason rotated his head to the boys who’d stopped behind him. “That’s not going to happen,” Kyle chuckled. “Last week Kong growled at Miss Samantha as we were going to the textile barn, so Momma took Miss Samantha to the shop and made her dress up in the welding leather. After she was dressed, Momma picked up Kong and told Miss Samantha how to make him her bitch.”

  “Yeah, and Momma wasn’t wearing anything leather when she picked up Kong!” Cody laughed out in awe. “When Momma handed Kong over to Miss Samantha, he went crazy. It took Miss Samantha like five minutes for her to get a tight hold on him, then they went swimming. After half an hour, Kong just started loving all over Miss Samantha.”

  Looking at his mini-mes with utter distress, “Where the hell was I?” Jason asked.

  “You and Pops were scouting,” Cody answered.

  “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?”

  Shrugging, “We thought Miss Samantha would tell you,” Kyle reasoned. “If we had made Kong our bitch, we would’ve told you.”

  Pointing over at the cats, “The shop is back there and you know where we keep the leather welding suits. Go get some on and make them your bitches,” Jason offered.

  Both shook their heads violently, “Screw that!” they both cried out.

  “Without Momma here?!” Cody shouted. “Miss Samantha didn’t even have to do that to Medusa! Momma just picked Medusa up when Miss Samant
ha was getting out of the pool after showing Kong he was her bitch too, and Medusa just laid in Miss Samantha’s wet arms and meowed. She wanted no part in pissing off Momma.”

  Spinning on his heel, “I’m going to eat leftovers!” Jason declared heading for the door. “You coming?!” he shouted over his shoulder at Arthur.

  “Yeah, I’m going to get some stuff from the shop first!” he called out as Jason reached the door. When Jason and the boys were inside he turned to Shawn, Kirk, and Shelia. “Did you know about that?”

  “What? Momma showing Miss Samantha how to make Kong her bitch?” Shawn asked and Arthur nodded. “Yes,” Shawn answered.

  Tilting his head back to look at the sky, “I’ve proven I love my wife with all my heart, Lord. You don’t have to send tests to assess how much I love her and that’s what those cats are, tests,” Arthur sighed and dropped his eyes to his mini-mes. “Go on in, I’ll be there in a minute.”

  “Pops,” Shawn said. “Are we going with you and Jason scouting any of the kid gangs this week?”

  Reaching over and grabbing Shawn’s shoulder, “You sure you want to come? If you do go, I’m sorry, but you’ll only be guarding our ride,” he answered. “That’s a very important job because when we’ve gone out before, I’ve just armed it to blow up if anyone messes with it. Granted, that would suck because we’d be stuck on foot until someone here could come and get us.”

  Glancing at the other two, Shawn looked Arthur in the eyes, “That’s an important job and we want to go.”

  “Then let me talk to Jason but tonight, go to bed early and get your gear ready,” Arthur chuckled.

  “Pops,” Shelia called out meekly. “Why isn’t Momma going out to scout with you?”

  Turning to look at Shelia as he crossed his arms over his chest, “You want the bullshit answer or the truth?” Arthur asked.

  Giving a startle at the question, “The truth,” Shelia answered.