New Diary 2 - Girlfight!

Today started much like every other day I have had over the course of the past month or so. Got up, pissed, ate some left over crap I killed the day before, found a hole and filled it with more crap. I didn't so much as glance at either one of them as I went about my business. There was sure a lot of moaning from their side of the camp, though. They went at it all night and I had to plug my ears with a bunch of fibers I tore off a coconut. It didn't cut out all the sound but it shut out enough to let me get some shut eye.

They are keeping to themselves for the most part. Sometimes they realize they are sitting across from each other and there is some snarling, more like a hissy fit with all that noise. It sounds like a couple of pissed off vipers. Stupid zombie chicks!

I walked away from camp and checked on some of the traps the captain had set before I offed him. I found a little fuzzy creature in one that sort of looked like a cute rat. I thought how funny he would be with those big eyes running around in a ball or on an exercise wheel. I could name him Fred and watch him go! Wouldn't he be cute? He had huge terrified eyes that stared up at me in fear and made me want to pick him up and give him a home.

But I didn't. I grabbed a stick and beat him to a pulp instead. He squealed but not as loud as my stomach. I heard bones cracking and blood sprayed out of his nose. Fuck you mother nature, you stupid bitch. See how much I hate all this crap you throw at me?

I took my now flattened meal back to the fire and used a knife to slit it's gut and pull out the intestines. I stared at the bloody mess in my hand and after a moments consideration I tossed them between the girls. They looked at the ropy mass and then at each other and just like that a slow motion girl fight developed. She moved first but she was in bad shape so she wasn't as fast as Eileen who fell over while trying to reach for the stuff.

My girl would have none of that and made her wishes known by drawing back her lips and snarling for all she was worth.

You go girl.

Then it was on. Eileen grabbed first but missed by a mile. My girl was on her side but rolled over onto her stomach and slithered forward at about a foot a minute. She had her gag on and her hands tied in front. I jumped into the fray and removed both gags so they would have a chance at chow. My girl was slow but Eileen almost managed to snap her teeth over my hand as I pulled away. I forgot how quick these things are when they are fresh.

My girl got her coconut top caught on a stick and it came off which was unfortunate because they look like prunes now.

Eileen continued to snap at me even though I had backed away. I snapped back and laughed at her. I laughed and told her what a stupid zombie she was. She didn't seem to mind. All she wanted was to bite me. She wanted a piece and hey, how can I blame her? I'm the only living man for miles around.

Eileen caught sight of my girl closing in on the pile of ratling guts and dove after them. They were really worked up over the little biy of bit of meat. I wonder if I can use stuff like that to train them? Maybe some positive reinforcement. I trained a puppy once not to poop in the house with dog biscuits. With them I could use chunks of meat. Maybe Rooney was the answer. I should try to save some of him and offer it for their training. I can make them do tricks like roll over and play dead. Stand up and play dead. Walk around and play dead.

My girl head butted the other chick but I don't think she meant to. Still it was fun to think that she was doing so well in the fight. This was really entertaining and it made up for the boredom of the day. I thought it was going to be another nonstop day of looking at the trees and the water and the surf and the shells and all the bullshit on this new worthless island.

Eileen got her mouth on a bit of the red mass but my girl managed to get part of the other side and pulled away. Now they had the the meat stretched between them and they were snarling at each other as chunks of the little ratlings guts flew all over the place. They chewed and chewed and soon they were lip to lip and it was downright cute. Like a fucked up version of the dogs in Lady and the Tramp when they are eating spaghetti. Why can't these chicks be alive? I could live forever on the island if I had two girls making out in front of me.

After a while they fell apart and munched on their prizes. I walked over to them and helped both sit up. I had to wipe the blood off and slip the gags back on. They snarled at me but I ignored it and left them together but not before I sort of pushed them into a heap so they could slither around against each other. It was not hot, much to my dismay.

While I was trying to clean up Eileen's face some of the rat guts fell out of her throat where it was torn out. Gross. I would have to find something to tie around her neck so that didn't happen again. Just as well I suppose, I don't want to have to clean out the girls guts every day.

I tugged the half chewed stuff out of the hole that used to be her throat and went off to find some clothes so I could fashion a scarf. I hope I can find something flowery. I think she would look good in a light blue with that tan she sports.

I went to the beach later and dragged every scrap of wood I could find into a pile. then I got leaves and a few precious pieces from the romance novels and built up a little fire pit. I had a small fire going pretty quick thanks to the fire by the camp. I cooked the little rat thing while I stoked it up.

I had the stack ready and when I finished my feast I moved a few burning sticks onto my big pile of logs. I built up the fire underneath the trees and waited and waited. I blew until they finally caught and then the first log was on fire. More followed. In an hour I had a hell of a bon fire.

I just hope it helps bring me some help. I can't take it any more. I just can't.

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