The Grim ReaperChapter 19 A Winning Season
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Terry stood thinking of leaves and falling snow. Leaves that could bunch under his neighbors wire fence. Snow that would turn to wet, grey, mucky slush and then find its way somehow into his laced snow boots. Snow that might be rolled together to make a pseudo person. A person... who only has weeks to live...
Terry frowned. *What does a snow man think about before he inevitably turns into boot slush?*
He puzzled that thought behind his grey eyes; staring simultaneously at the palm trees growing outside his open window. Through the window flowed air that carried the sweet brinish smell of ocean water. Close behind those trees, or far behind them if you cared to think about it, and out over open water, the sun glowed brilliantly over a sparsely populated coastline in Californian November. The high today was a chilling 77 degrees.
Terry smirked, which was an expression that lent his features a peculiar air of mischief,“They’re probably laughing in Detroit right now.”
“Are they laughin’ at your small DICK??”
A hand appeared at the edge of his window sill and in vaulted his friend Sid, wide eyed, grinning, and looking down at Terry with a whole 2 inches on him height wise. Not enough to dwarf Terry, who stood at a modest inch over six feet, but enough to magnify Sid’s already... powerful personality.
Terry started, “What the fuck, Sid? You don’t use the door anymore?”
“Nah man, that went out ages ago,” Sid said dismissively, “I gotta catch you when you’re vulnerable, ya know? Sleuth-like.” He made a show of looking to both sides.
Terry recovered and the friends embraced, “What are you doing here, dude?”
“I’m gonna spend the Holiday with you guys! Ain’t it grand?”
“Really?” Terry turned and sat on his disheveled bed,“Did you talk to my mom or something while I was up here spacing out?”
Another hand appeared at the bottom of Terry’s bedroom windowsill, which temporarily suspended his inquiries. Then another hand appeared, and then a voice!
“H-help? I think I need some help.”
Outside there was some scrabbling. Then Terry heard the sound of something wooden breaking and clattering to the ground a story below.
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” groaned Sid, who bent out and hauled whoever was out there the rest of the way inside.
Terry’s neighbor Alex came sprawling into his bedroom.
“You went and got Alex to climb up with you?”
“Yeah, he saw me passin’, so I asked if he wanted to come.”
Alex looked up from the floor and adjusted his glasses, “Actua- Well... I really thought we should have used the door.”
“Alex, tsk tsk,” Sid scolded, “I told you we’re going to have to work on your imagination.”
Of the three Alex was the shortest, and while thin he was also the least athletic. This gave him a softer look than the other two, which made him appear more boyish as well under a mess of shaggy brown hair.
“Are you staying for Thanksgiving too, Alex?” Terry asked.
Alex’s mouth opened, but Sid spoke. “Nahh, man. He’s gotta head back next door so we have a reason later to visit that hottie mama of his.”
Alex’s brow furrowed, “I don’t think I like the way you talk about my mom...”
“Don’t worry about it, Alex. I’ll just give you a brother, and then bounce. You’ll never hear from me again. Scout’s honor.”
Alex opened his mouth again, and Terry spoke.
“Listen,” he interjected, “ Mal’s already got two friends visiting right now, and one of them is staying for the week.”
“Lexi and Kristin, right?” Sid chirped.
“What? Yeah. How did you know?”
Sid grinned a Sid smile, “I’ll tell you in a bit.”
“Oookay. Well my mom has a lot going on. She might not go for it, Sid.”
“Ack, just let me handle it. She’ll soften up, dude.”
“What about your dad?”
“Pfft! He’s not gonna miss me, man. He’ll probably just get drunk and not even bake a turkey. It’s win-win. Trust me... Anyway, you said you were spacin’ out. What’s got you cruisin’?”
Terry fidgeted and looked uncomfortable. His eyes settled on one of his guitars. “Well, my dad might not even be in town for Thanksgiving. My mom seems fine, but Mal’s quieter than usual and Cassie doesn’t know yet and I- Well I’m kinda pissed really.”
Alex stared at Terry unsure what to say.
Sid piped up though, “Well I say fuck the guy.”
“What?”
“Yeah! You’re up here mopin’ around all the time, missin’ out on the here and now, and this guy’s got your guts all tied up without even being here. It’s time to put him outta mind, man.”
Terry thought about it. After all it didn’t seem fair that his mom and sisters had to work harder just to have a decent Thanksgiving...
“Maybe you’re right, Sid...”
“I AM right! You should be having a blast, Terry. 19 years old and no responsibilities. Six pack, tall dark musician vibes, beach view bedroom, and don’t forget...”
“Don’t make it weird, Sid.”
Alex just kept watching from his spot on the floor.
“Right,” Sid continued and moved to the mini fridge, “I’m just saying, Terry. When’s the last time you had fun? When’s the last time you got laid?”
It had actually been years for Terry now, and this was starting to get him a little fired up, “What are you talking about, Sid? You have some plan to turn Thanksgiving into the 4th Hangover movie?
Sid’s head was inside the fridge. “Gatorade?” He exclaimed. “You’re drinking Gatorade?”
Sid’s voice was muffled inside the mini fridge. Then his head popped up showcasing a white line he’d acquired after falling past an old nail in a crumbling building. It was stark white against a dirty buzz cut and he was clutching a fat blue drink in one hand. “This one’s open.”
“Yeah well I’m drinking that one. Now are you going somewhere with all this or not?”
Sid exchanged bottles and broke the seal on a fresh “Cool Blue.”
“I have this video I found. And it’s of your sister’s friends. And you know what?They have got plans for you, my friend.”
“What?” Now Terry couldn’t help being genuinely intrigued.
Alex chirped, “What kind of a plan?” The others didn’t address his question directly.
“Wha- What about- How did you get this video?” Terry contested.
“I have a friend who can hack phones, dude. It’s crazy what you can get when people aren’t looking. It’s pretty hot... Do you guys want to see it?”
Looking over his shoulder Terry could see Alex had started leaning forward. Meeting Terry’s gaze he leaned back again and tried to let his eyes wander over some posters on the wall.
Terry wasn’t sure how he felt invading a girl’s privacy like this, something he knew made him stand out among young men. But on the other hand what Sid had said all sounded incredibly interesting. How could he say no? And then again maybe it could just be nothing and Sid was messing with him.
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