Skip to content A Walk on the Wild Side – Chapter Six.
I snapped awake and sprang up in bed to sudden blaring alarm. Forcing my eyes to focus, I threw myself out of bed and towards the sliding glass door to see what was happening only to find Devon and Michael running from their rooms causing me to do the same. The three of us ran through the common space then out the sliding glass door to the hallway. “Whats going on?” I had to shout to be heard over the racket of the alarm. Devon glanced back just long enough to see me then returned his glare to the hall in front of him.
“Shut up and run!” Was all I heard from him. It was then that I noticed something oddly cool; in the walls about waist height were series of flashing lights, and coming to the first four way intersection, I found that Devon followed the direction of the lights to the left. At the next T junction, he followed them to the right and that’s when I realized that the flashing lights were guiding us somewhere. After a series of turns and long empty stretches of hallway we came to a doorway with a stairwell sign on it; without hesitating, Micheal ran to the door and slammed into it metal push-bar with all of his weight forcing it open. Seeing there was only one way to go, the three of us began our trek down several flights of stairs until we came to yet another door, this time, though, Devon reached out and twisted the metal knob and swung the door towards us.
Michael was the first one out followed by Devon then by me; again we took off running, following another series of flashing guide-lights. Little by little the hallway widened until it was about double its original size. After what felt like an eternity of running, we came to a massive cavernous space that was two floors high. Along the far left wall were dozens of large plastic totes ranging in color from red to black and everything in between. On the right side of the space, at the second floor level were double metal doors and a metal walkway leading to a flight of steps that came down to the floor. Across the area from us was what looked like a subway platform with a branch off that ended at roughly the center of the huge room. In the track branch was a single electric locomotive and two streamlined passenger cars sitting idle. Standing between us and the two car train were Hurst and several men whom all wore the same style black uniforms but they wore a bright green patch on the upper right sleeve.
“Four minutes, seventeen seconds.” Hurst grinned while clicking a stopwatch. “Not bad. Could be better. But not bad. Had this been an actual evacuation, that tram would have been powered up and ready to go when you three got here. But, since this was just a drill, this’ll be the end of the line.”
“Damn drills.” Michael blurted out causing all of us to glare at him.
As Hurst slid the stopwatch into her pocket, she glanced between Michael, Devon and Myself; a sudden seriousness falling upon her face. “Playtime is over. From this now on, you three will wear regulation uniforms because y’all have just been drafted. As for you, Judas…” She focused on me. “…its time we see where your strengths and weaknesses are. Now report to the supply store for your supplies.”
With nothing else said, Devon, Michael and myself turned and started heading back the way we came. “Judas.” Hurst called out, I glanced over my shoulder towards her. “Start sleeping with some form of pants.” When she said that, I looked down and realized I was only wearing my blue scrubs top with a pair of socks and the diaper.
As the three of us made our way back through the maze of halls I stayed behind Devon and Michael hoping they wouldn’t notice anything. For the most part it worked; it wasn’t until we passed the cafeteria that Michael stopped and sniffed the air while twitching his ear. Slowly he turned around until he was looking at me, then as he studied my stance, a grinning stare crept across his face. It was then that I realized he noticed it…that both of them noticed it.
“Dude, is that what I think it is!?!” Michael chuckled and pointed to a general spot just under my scrubs top – his grin growing wider and wider.
“I dunno. What do you think it is.” I gave him a deadpan glare, but inside I was ready to run and hide anywhere I could.
“Lets see. It sounds like plastic, it smells like wiz, and it doesn’t look like underwear. Its a freaking diaper isn’t it!?!” By now there was mistaking the bewildered amusement on his face as he began cackling in laughter. All the while, Devon stayed silent while looking at the floor while shaking his head side to side.
“Very good; it is what you think it is. Now, which way to the dorm?” I asked and walked past Michael causing Devon to do the same. There was a look in the wolfs eyes, though, as if he was silently telling me that I was doing the right thing by just letting the whole thing go.
“Piddle-pants crinklebutt!” Michael continued laughing hysterically. “Didn’t your parents ever bother to potty train you!?!”
Let it go, Judas, just let it go. This isn’t worth it. He’s no worse than those bullies back in middle school. I thought to myself as I kept walking, trying everything I could to ignore Michaels verbal jabs. But the more I heard, the more I curled my hands into fists.
“Talk about a total loser.” Michael continued. “You’re a twenty four year old and you still wear diapers. I think Hurst should have taken an empty room and turned it into a daycare center just for you!” By now I was grinding my teeth and doing everything I possibly could to keep focused on the hallway in front of me. “Such a baby…”
That’s all it took. Before I could stop myself, before I even realized what I was doing, I suddenly stopped and spun around until I was facing Michael. As if my body was being controlled by someone else my left arm raised up and drew back with a fisted hand ready to fly. I couldn’t stop myself; I could only watch as my hand flew directly to the side of Michaels face. In the time it took me to blink and process everything that just happened, Michael lay on the floor with an utterly surprised glare.
Suddenly, Devon sprang up and pinned me to the wall. “What the hell is your problem!?!” Devon bellowed out as Michael made it to his knees while running his tongue between his teeth and cheek. Ever so slowly the grin returned to the tigers mouth.
“What do you care!” I shouted back at Devon as Michael strolled away. Seeing him going further down the hall, I shifted my weight and struggled to break free of Devons grip. Yet the harder I tried to break free, the stronger his hold became. “You heard ’em saying all that crap and you didn’t do anything about it! It always like this…nobody’s in my corner ’cause they don’t care; they say they do but in the end nobody really does!” I grunted and mustered enough leverage to force Devon off of me until he backed off a few steps. “From now on just stay out of my way!” I turned and started walking towards the dorms in long hard steps.
“Judas.” Devon called out but I kept going. “You don’t see it now, but I’m on your side…” He trailed off as I turned the corner.
The End of A Walk on the Wild Side – Chapter Six.
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