Rabbit Hunt by Wrath James White

Author:Wrath James White [White, Wrath James]
Language: eng
Format: epub

TWELVE

It took them the rest of the night to clean up the cabin.

“Is this all the bleach you brought?” Mooky asked, staring down at the half-empty bottle in his hand.

“Do I look like the damn cleaning lady, motherfucker? What did you bring?” Steve barked.

“Oh, you know what I brought. Anyone else up for getting fucked up right now?”

“Shut the fuck up and finish cleaning this place up. You can either keep scrubbing those floors, or you can help me and Rashad finish cutting up the bodies. Your choice.” Big Mike bellowed.

Mooky frowned. His shoulders drooped, and he stared down at the floor, shaking his head. He looked like an abused orphan who’d been chastised yet again for something that wasn’t his fault. “I ain’t say I wasn’t going to keep cleaning. I just said we was almost out of bleach. You know I don’t like fucking with bitches when they dead.”

“Nigga you just fucked a dead woman twenty minutes ago!” Big Mike said.

“That’s because your big ass killed her before I was done. And anyway, she was still warm, so that don’t count.”

“If her heart wasn’t beating, that’s still necrophilia,” Big Mike said.

“Necro what? Man, I don’t even know what the fuck you saying half the damn time.” Mooky waved the big man away dismissively.

“Man, shut your stupid ass up and help me finish cleaning so we can get some damn rest! I’m tired, and I’m tired of your shit!” Steve said.

Mooky scowled. “Wasn’t nobody talking to your grouchy ass. How the hell you still grouchy with all the pussy you just got? You need therapy or something.”

“Both of y’all shut the fuck up. You’re like an old married couple, I swear,” Big Mike said as he brought his machete down, severing a leg at the kneecap before tossing it into a trash bag.

“Ay, so what about those rabbits up the road?” Rashad asked. “Y’all still want to go fuck them up?” He had a big snow shovel and was using it to shovel long ropes of red and blue entrails and purplish organs from the floor into a bucket like a janitor in a meat factory.

“Man, not tonight. I’m tired as fuck,” Steve said. “I need to rest and rehydrate. These bitches drained me dry.” He squeezed blood from a large yellow sponge into an empty five-gallon paint bucket and then continued scrubbing the floor.

“Yeah, and we still have to bury ’em,” Big Mike said.

“And we all helping with the digging this time. I’ve got four shovels. One for each of us. I ain’t getting stuck doing all the damn work myself.” He swirled a mop over the polished hardwood floor, making a raspberry morass of water, ammonia, and blood.

“Why you always crying about something?” Mooky said.

“All I’m saying is everybody better help.”

“I’m kinda tired too, but I do want to make those motherfuckers pay,” Rashad said.

“No rush. We can put them on the menu for tomorrow night. We got all weekend,” Mike said.

“We gonna get some rabbits! We gonna get some rabbits!” Mooky chanted in a light sing-song voice.

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