Scales

"I warned ya! I warned ya didn't I!? Now ya got yourself all busted up and shit." I was a tad dazed at that there moment if I do recall. I felt my face with my left hand. It was swollen alright. I knew I looked busted up. A tad dazed though. Always a tad dazed.

"What'll I tell ma! Jesus all mighty Spitz, you don't look fine at all." I looked down at my hands. They where redder than a brand new Chevy. I could taste the mild kidney taste of my blood. All sticky. I lifted my head a bit, and I tried to spit. From what I could tell I could only create a rustic red glob of blood which trailed down my lip. It was pointless when you're as dazed as I. All and all I looked bad. 

"help me up will you?" Reg just looked at me. God damn that kid. Every time I talk he got that dumb look all over his eyes and lips. "Help me you dumb shit or I will make sure we are twins." Reg always was an empty eyed boy. "Fuck spitz, it's that smart ass mouth that got you into this shit." I felt Reg tug on my arm as I tried to lift my body from the ground. I felt heavy. That shit happens when your dazed you know. Everything moves differently. You know those shitty lights that are like long bars? They are always flickering and spooky, making the world go light and dark and light and dark. That is what I felt like. My eyes where the bar-light, flickering. I can't explain it you know. It ain't right and all. 

"Spitz, let's get out of here. Them boys will be back in no time. Lets split Spitz." I felt the ground. Looking. I hid it just in case. You never know right. I was still a bit dazed and all. Sally won't be happy. Poor Sally. She don't get it. She will never get it. Her Ma don't like me much. She says Im reckless and all. I got to much pride she says. I gotta fight for the right, and that's reckless. I can't help it though. I get this thing in my gut. It's like. I can't explain. I just know I gotta fight. I gotta say no. Reckless. Now Im all dazed. 

"Spitz, what you got there?" I took a look at there Reg. He's a good looking fella all and all. He's got Ma's good looks. Im the ugly one you see. I don't care much if my face gets busted. My nose is all crooked and all. Ma says Im the smart one. Im good at that there english. Teacher says I should go to school, you know, the fancy school with all them fancy people. I don't get them. I guess they have the same gut feeling I got you know. Deep down. I can't say. Never really talked to them folks before. 

"Don't worry Reg, I got what I need." Reg had that water look again. I could skip stones on those eyes of his. He sure is a queer one. Always working on that car. He could put together and take apart the engine of a Chevy, but lord knows if we ask him to boil water he'll forget and boil it all away. Queer. Bolts he gets. Everything else who knows. Still. I gotta do right you know. Sally don't know about the boy. Those boys, they did wrong, and ya know, I gotta do something about it. 

"Spitz, their back, we gotta scram Spitz." I was still a bit dazed. It was good I was dazed. I read them books about law and such. Dazed is good. "Spitz, lets go." I like Reg. No. I kinda love him. That is why I got him to run you know. He couldn't see. Just in case. My face sure did hurt. I guess my left eye was all swollen shut and all. I took a good beating. Not like that boy. That poor boy. I tried to stop it, but I couldn't. I got this gut feeling you know. I gotta do right. It don't matter how dazed I am, I can still do right.