Don't Let The Beast Out.

Flint Renard. Owner of Axle. Beware of the Beast.

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..You..You forgot.

The anger bubbled up inside of her before Georgia could stop it, and without a second thought she grabbed her purse, walking forward to beat Flint with it with every word she spoke. Forgot, god that fucking excuse and she hated it. She didn’t stop hitting him.

You, you forgot?! You fucking forgot!? I’m so fucking tired of hearing that excuse Flint. It’s fucking stupid. It’s stupid and weak, and I’d rather you sit there and tell me some other bullshit besides you forgot.

She gave him one hard last smack before letting out an angry sound and running her hand through her hair.

I don’t do anything, Flint. I don’t do anything but make you who you are. Don’t blame me for all you’re shit problems.

[flintrenard]

Flint was prepared for an oncoming barrage of words being spat at him, but when a thick bag whacked him across the face he knew Georgia was more than angry with him. She was furious. Cursing out loud at every hit, Flint attempted to remain somewhat calm, but the usual tactics failed every time. 

His demeanor snapped in half at the last heavy smack against his face. Flint reached out for Georgia's wrists and pushed her against the nearest wall. 

I don't want to be this person! Why can't you fucking understand that! He shouted, screaming into her face. 

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Georgia couldn’t help but flinch as Flint punched the post, and her body urged to go and see if he was okay, but she ignored it, keeping her stone resolve and crossing her arms over her chest. He deserved to feel that pain, she tried to remind herself. He deserved it.

Fuck you Flint. I’m tired of telling you how important you are to me, because it seems you don’t even listen. You might now be the only guy, no, but you were the first. You were the most important. You came in right after my father left. But apparently that doesn’t mean anything.

She laughed her bitter laugh again. Jesus fucking christ, Flint. It’s only me. It’s only me you act this way around. What’s your damage?

[flintrenard]

A low growl escaped from his lips, experiencing the pain resonated from his knuckles. He knew his hand was out of commission tomorrow for work, and subsequently a disappointing look from Kieran. His eyebrow arched in shock. Was he really her first? It was a detail he overlooked in the past, but now came back to bite him. 

...I forgot.

His eyes narrowed into slits hearing the same phrase once more. My fucking damage is the fact you always have to come into my life and make it chaotic. You poke and prod like some kind of puppet and I fucking can't stand it. 

You turn me into a monster...and sometimes I think you do it for fun. 

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This time Georgia’s laugh was bitter, and she didn’t even try hiding it. She hated those words, she hated them. How many times had she heard them? “I’m not in the mood”. Or her favorite, “I don’t have time for this.” She turned towards him, ready to spit venom, and that’s exactly what she did.

Sure, but you find the mood when you’re so tired you’ll actually fuck me because you won’t remember it in the morning. Or wait, you like to pretend you don’t.

[flintrenard]

He took a step away from the light post he leaned against, only to punch the hard steel. His knuckles throbbed with pain, but Flint didn't mind it. He focused his anger on the pain while taking a step back as a precaution. 

For fuck's sake, Georgia!? Why do you have to act so hurt when we both fucking know I'm not the only guy in your life? 

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Denial. Just like it was, and just like to would always be. It made Georgia pause, a quick flash of hurt running across her face before she realized. Turning away from him with another laugh, she put on a more suitable mask. One of an amused irritation.

Right, what was I thinking?

[flintrenard]

 Flint blinked a few times wondering what he saw, but realized it was the same Georgia tactic.  The small flash of pain and disappoint on Georgia's face before replaced with one of her usual amused expressions. He rubbed his chin, feeling the small bristles of growing facial hair while contemplating what to say. Words were never Flint's strong suit. 

Don't start with the passive aggressive stuff. Not in the mood, Peach. 

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Rolling her eyes, Georgia stood up from the grass, wiping off her behind and clapping her hands to get the dirt on them away. Walking up to Flint, she perked a brow at his reply. 

Oh? Are you sure?

[flintrenard]

Flint knew better to admit the close company he and Georgia shared in the past, but it was worth noting that the man always regretted it afterwards. He found pushing her out of the bed and his apartment was easier than dealing with his rash emotions. He mimicked her eye rolling, not bothering to be honest. 

Yes. I'm definitely sure. 

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Rolling her eyes, Georgia stood up from the grass, wiping off her behind and clapping her hands to get the dirt on them away. Walking up to Flint, she perked a brow at his reply. 

Oh? Are you sure?

[flintrenard]

Flint took a step back, wanting him and Georgia to have a minimum distance.

One hundred percent...Don't get any ideas in that screwed up head of yours. 

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Georgia couldn’t help the laugh that escaped out of her throat when Flint all but tossed her off him. She landed in the dewy grass with a thud, behind hurting, but Georgia did nothing but tip her head back and laugh. He was so surprised, and his anger about her biting him was even funnier than she thought it would be. 

You used to like that, you know. Me biting you.

[flintrenard]

The peace and quiet he relished turned to chaos. He glared down at the hollering girl, rolling his eyes as her lips curved into the trademark Cheshire grin. 

I think you have me confused with some other guy you've slept with. 

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The flash of dark, wavy hair, made Georgia perk up. She didn’t need the stranger to turn around to know who it was, and Georgia could say she hasn’t seen Flint in so long. He didn’t seem to notice her when he walked by, and she fell into step behind him, sneaking quietly and cursing her work shoes for being so squeaky. The man didn’t turn around though, and for that Georgia was thankful. So she put her plan into action. Breaking out into a run, Georgia jumped on his back, covering his eyes with her hands and biting sharply into his neck. She then whispered. 

Give me your money, and nobody gets hurt. 

[flintrenard]

He was half expecting a shadow and a figure walking past him, but the sudden heavy toll on his back threw him off his balance. A few stumbles and sharp pain in his neck before Flint shoved the stranger off. 

What the fuck...Georgia? 

Why was he surprised when the attack was page five in the handbook of Georgia Washington. 

Christ, how about you not bite me huh?! 

[flintrenard]

Flint crossed his arms, watching the red and blue lights block the main entrance outside of Eris. Asteria PD played the curfew as if it was supposed to protect the citizens, but he felt like a prisoner. The residents of Eris were cooped up in their run down apartments, further separated by the rest of the island. His ears twitched hearing squeaking shoes come up from behind him, but Flint kept his gaze on the cop cars, only giving a curt nod to the individual. 

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At the crash and the loud, yelling tone of his voice, Georgia couldn’t help but flinch. In a moment it was her father, tie loose and angry fists, red face, and in a flash, it was Flint once more. The fact that she had been frightened at all by the image made Georgia angry, and she clenched her jaw, speaking forcefully.

Then what am I supposed to do Flint.

[flintrenard]

Don't be angry. Don't be angry. Flint repeated the words in his head, his fingers tangled up in his hair as he tried to stay relatively calm. He turned away from Georgia, facing the beige side wall instead. 

You are not the kind of person to give up after a few Nos. I expected you to fight harder. 

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Georgia sighed, before letting out an exaggerated sound of sorts from the back of her throat. Flint, who the fuck would hire me with my record? Don’t you think I’ve tried?! This gets me a lot of money! I can pay bills with this! Help my aunt out with this!

This brings me the cash I need!

[flintrenard]

The pen in Flint's vice grip snapped into two as his fist slammed against the cold hard steel. He stood up from the chair and snapped towards Georgia. 

It will get you in jail, Georgia!? Another arrest or possession charge and you're back fucking in there. What help are you to your aunt if you're in prison. 

It's short-term! Don't you fucking see that. 

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Georgia laughed lightly. Lord knows we won’t be able to pay his dentist bill if he gets another cavity.

The air in the office shifted as soon as Flint turned away from her, and it made Georgia lick her lips a little nervously. Him. Talking about Nico as though he were merely a rat.

Because Flint, unlike you I don’t own a Garage, and I need cash to take care of the things I need to take care of.

[flintrenard]

The last time he got cavities, he had to use two paychecks to pay for it. But knowing him he'd do it again in a heartbeat. 

Flint made it known about his feeling towards Niko and Georgia's methods of getting money. He didn't like it, even if she was strapped for cash there were other alternatives. The man kept his face glued to the papers, trying to continue working on the files. 

That's a shit reason. Become a waitress. A barista. Bartender. Retail salesgirl. Something other than being apart of Niko Eckel's drug business. 

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She knew it was going to be a no, but Georgia couldn’t help but ask anyway. That’s how it always was, it seemed. Then Kier probably will too, you know how he is.

Fickle, yeah, that could be a good word to describe it. I guess it also depends on how much cash I have on me..I need to talk to Niko. Have you heard about him lately? I haven’t seen him since I got into town.

[flintrenard]

Kier and any sort of carnival, festival or just a big event turns him into a little kid. Don't let him get too hopped up on candy. 

Flint's eyes narrowed into two slits at the mention of the infamous drug dealer. Silently, he turned back to face the paperwork on his desk. Why? What do you need to talk to him for? 

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Picking at her nails, Georgia paused a moment before looking back up at him. You’re more than welcome to join us. If Kier is back by then, he can too.

However long Eris can seem to keep me.

[flintrenard]

It was a nice gesture, but Flint shook his head, rejecting the invitation. No, I don't like the festivals on this island. I'll stay at Axle and work on cars while everyone else has the day off. 

That could several months or a couple of weeks. Eris is fickle. 

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Georgia didn’t expect him to say anything back, really she was almost surprised he asked about her plans. Flint was never one to take a compliment, especially if it came about feelings. That was just the way their relationship worked, Georgia gave, and Flint took, and she was okay with that. Looking back down at the coffee table, she missed the small smile he gave her, before looking back up at him because of his question.

I don’t know yet. I was thinking about taking Aria to the fall carnival that’s coming soon. Well, probably all the cousins, my aunt needs a break.

I’ll be in town for quite a while.

[flintrenard]

He gave a curt nod in her direction while listening to her talk. Georgia's voice was one of the few things that could help Flint fall asleep, although he would never outwardly admit that. 

Hm, have fun at the carnival. 

How long is a while?