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Chapter 4: Life as an Outcast
Once outside, Cal dropped the shopping bag and stepped away from the
glass window. Althea noticed a very pained expression on his face.
"Evan," Cal began, "why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?!" Evan asked offensively. "You're being stupid, Cal."
"Stupid?!" Cal repeated, planting his right foot for a speedy lunge if
Evan decided to throw the first punch. "You called me an idiot for no
reason and we've not spoken in two months! What the fuck have I done?!"
"Simple. After your getting together with Jeri, you've behaved like a
fucking dumb ass ever since!" Evan replied, his legs tensing up as
well.
"What do you mean?" Cal asked. "I've behaved around her just like I've
behaved around you since before we knew each other so fully!" Growling,
Cal shot him a look of pure venom and said, "Admit it! You were the
stupid one! First you left, then Jeri, then all my other friends! All
because of something you did or told them!"
They were about to lunge at each other when someone stepped in the way.
It was a woman, with soft, silky golden brown hair and snowy-fair skin.
Her eyes were dark, like the color of cherry wood, and she had an
incredible figure. "Stop it, both of you!" she said angrily, looking at
Cal and then at Evan.
"J, Jeri!" Cal stuttered.
She nodded, looking coldly at Cal. "Why are you picking a fight with
Evan?" she asked coldly, her glare chilling Cal's spine. "He's done
nothing wrong!"
"He has done something wrong, Jeri. You're just too blind to see it,"
Cal replied equally as coldly, the pain in his heart growing
excruciating with the look she gave him. "Why are you behaving this way
towards me? The both of you! It's as though you don't care whether or
not I live or die anymore!" he growled, his eyebrows forming a vee.
Jeri slowly looked away. "What?!" He grabbed her about her shoulders,
squeezing gently but firmly. "What have I done wrong?! You used to be
so warm to me, Jeri. Now it's colder than ice! What happened?"
Not getting an answer out of her, Evan stepped forward and took Cal's
hands off of her shoulders. "Leave us alone, Cal. Go back to the dark
hole from whence you were sired from!" Evan said, glaring at him.
Althea could sense the tremendous emotional pain Cal felt. It was so
powerful that her knees buckled and she had to throw her hands against
the side of the jeep. Stabilizing, she then walked up to Cal and put an
arm around his shoulders. Evan looked at this beautiful woman in
confusion. "Jen's right, Cal," Althea said gently, loud enough for both
of them to hear. "You should consider making new friends if these
insignificant wretches are what you call 'friends'. Look at the girl!
She won't tell you why she's abandoned you because she's afraid!"
Althea said encouragingly.
"Who the hell are you?!" Jeri asked offensively, her glare full of
anger. "Who're you to judge Evan and I?!"
Althea raised an eyebrow in shock. "Well, Jeri, I'm a friend of Cal's
and I'm friend enough to know the kind of pain you're causing him by
ignoring him and saying things like that and turning your head when he
asks for reasons. And you, Evan," she spat, glowering at him. Cal
motioned her to step back and let him handle this.
"Who's this, Cal?" Evan asked curiously, a scowl ever present on his
face.
"Her name's Althea, and she is more of a friend than you are. The
reason for this is, she knows what's important and you don't. We've
been best friends for what? Five years? And all of a sudden, you throw
all that away and say that I'm an idiot?" Cal sighed, looking away from
the two. "You're the idiot. At least I can tell what is important. You
can't." Althea looked at him compassionately. Picking up the shopping
bag, he handed it to her and took off walking. "You should have all you
need in there, Althea. I have to think some things through." With that
said, Cal took off walking, leaving the jeep in the parking lot.
"The hell's his problem?!" Evan asked offensively as he watched Cal
cross the street, moving towards the outskirts of town.
Althea wanted so desperately to punch Evan in the face for what he
asked. Jeri looked at Althea and sighed. "His problem is that,
suddenly, he's all alone, thanks to you two! He thinks no one but me
cares for him anymore. His parents don't, you don't, and his other
friends don't! I hope you guys are happy with the pain you've caused
him." Althea growled angrily.
Jeri sighed again. "There's just ... just so much I ... forget it." She
handed her an envelope. "Give that to him. He's invited to a party
after the school Halloween dance. You're invited if you want to go with
him..." With that said, Jeri walked off towards her cherry-red sports
car and took off. Evan, however, stood his ground.
"Why'd you defend that loser?" he asked as he sat down on the curb.
"You should know that he's pathetic because he makes himself out to
be... Shouldn't you?"
Althea glared down at Evan angrily. "If you must know, I defended him
from a loser like you because I love him, and if you could sense the
intensity of the pain that he endures daily, you wouldn't be so quick
to judge him. He's right. You don't know what's important," Althea
said, insulted.
Evan thought about it for a second. Changing the subject, he said,
"What's with the demon getup? Did you come like that because Cal wore
his stupid ninja outfit?"
"If you don't stop talking bad about him, I'm going to force you to!
You don't want to piss me off, Evan!" Althea threatened angrily, her
eyes having a crimson glow to them.
Evan looked up curiously. "So you did, I take it... Besides, what're
you going to do to me? Slap me?"
Althea shook with the effort to keep from skewering this asshole with a
bolt of lightning or circle of fire. Looking up again, Evan laughed.
"You're angry, I can tell. But, I think you're wasting your time with
Cal. I certainly was."
Althea couldn't stand it anymore, so she lifted him up by his shirt
collar. "Do you want to say anything else bad about him to me?!" she
asked.
"Let go of me, bitch!" Evan screeched.
With that said, Althea spread her wings, flapped them and was up at
about a height of fifteen feet. She then dropped Evan on the ground and
said, "Think about what you're doing to him! How would you feel if you
were abandoned by everyone you know and love?!" Not waiting for a
reply, Althea sped off towards the direction where Cal went, fearing
that this may have been the last straw for his heart's agony.
Cal stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the small fast-moving
river that rushed on fifty feet below him. Should I jump? He asked
himself silently as he looked down at the frigid waters. Sitting down,
he sighed sadly. "I could've done without having to deal with Evan and
Jeri today... I didn't want Althea to get involved..." he said aloud.
"And Jeri's indifference to my questions... Why are they doing this to
me?! What have I done to them, DAMN IT!!??" He looked over the edge of
the cliff again. "No one cares whether you live or die. That was proven
today. What have I to live for? What keeps me bound to continual
suffering, day in and day out? The hope that they'll change? The hope
to relive that one single moment when Jeri's and my heart were beating
as one when we hugged for the first time? ... No, I don't think so... I
doubt I'll ever live that wonderful moment again. I've got a new lover
now, and this one can somehow sense how much pain this is causing
me..."
Sighing, Cal chucked a rock over the edge of the cliff. A quiet sploosh
sounded from down at the river fifty feet below. "Althea's a better
person than Jeri... Jeri, though she was warm when I finally got up the
courage to follow my dreams, is now cold and very painful to be
around."
The noise of beating wings sounded behind him and he turned to see
Althea flying towards him, a look of concern on her face. She landed
next to him and sat down, putting a comforting arm around him. "Thank
you for saying those things, Althea," Cal said happily, glad she had
her arms around him. He felt safer with them there. "At least you're on
my side..."
"Cal..." Althea said, feeling relief that he didn't jump off the cliff
like she had thought he might. "Why do you even bother with those
people? They mean nothing! They're stupid and immature, and very, very
poor choices for friends." She held him tightly, trying to make his
pain ebb at least a little.
Cal slid his arms around her and held her too. "Because they weren't
always like that... They used to be better people than now. Jeri used
to be so kind-hearted, I would have given my life if it were to save
her. Same goes for Evan, because I knew that Evan would do the same for
me if the situation called for it. Now, I imagine they would be on the
giving end of the pistol and I would be on the receiving end..." He
sighed, resting his head against her chest. She kissed his forehead,
letting him snuggle up to her for comfort.
"It's okay, Cal... I won't do anything like this to you..." she
whispered, sensing his pain. She then remembered the envelope that Jeri
gave her to give to Cal. She pulled it out of the inner folds of her
sash and handed it to him. "Jeri gave me this to give to you..."
Cal took it curiously, sliding his index finger underneath the tab and
ripping it open. He decided to read it aloud. "'Dear Cal,'" he began,
"'This is an invitation to a party at my house after the Halloween
dance. If you're going to the dance, you should drop by my place
afterwards. We need to discuss matters. Jeri O'Dell.'" Cal put the
letter back in the envelope and looked at Althea curiously. "What d'you
think? You wanna go with me to this Halloween dance and then to Jeri's
place to find out what she wants to discuss? I'm sure you'll fit right
in, perhaps even getting kudos for the best costume! What do you say?"
Althea thought about it for a second. "Sure!" she then said happily.
"I've never been to a Halloween dance before ... so it could be fun!"
She smiled and kissed Cal on the forehead. "Are you feeling better? I
could tell that meeting your so-called friends was quite painful for
you. The expression on your face when you saw that insignificant piss-
ant Evan was like that of slow death and disease. And it worsened when
Jeri stepped in to keep the two of you from fighting."
Cal nodded, getting up and helping Althea to her feet as well. "I feel
a little better..." he said absently, gazing over his shoulder at the
drop-off of the cliff's edge. "I was contemplating jumping off the
cliff and ending my suffering, but the thought of you alone in this
world with no one held me back. I don't want you to have to endure what
my 'friends' are putting me through." Althea started from hearing him
talk about contemplating suicide. Seeing her look, he added, "No
problem. I won't kill myself. That's the coward's way out."
Althea seemed to be able to breathe more easily after hearing this. She
gently hugged him and then said, "What shall we do now?"
Cal, holding her around her taut stomach, shrugged and said, "Well,
what say I show you around town? Would you like that?"
Althea smiled. "Sure!" And so, the two walked off, towards the
direction of his jeep. Sure enough, Evan was in the shop, conversing
with Jen. Cal waved and Jen smiled, and Cal and Althea then continued,
getting in the jeep and pulling out of the parking lot.
"So, where do you want to go first?" Cal asked.
Thinking about it, Althea said, "Why don't we go check out the Town
Square? There is a Town Square, isn't there?"
Cal nodded. "Town Square it is, then!"
The two of them had quite a lovely time touring the town. Althea was
like the perfect tourist, always asking questions, always listening and
learning, always being polite. The sun was setting now, casting a
gentle crimson light upon the two of them. They were out at the Devil's
Backbone, Althea sitting on a smaller boulder overlooking a drop-off of
about two hundred feet into a rushing, boulder-strewn whitewater river.
Cal stood beside her, looking out into the distance. He set a hand on
her dainty shoulder. "This is where I come to think. It's really a good
place for one to find out answers about things that're troubling him."
Althea nodded. "It's so beautiful down here... Really a jewel in the
universe, all created by God..." she said, gazing at the sunset
dreamily. "This is the first sunset I've shared with someone I love..."
She looked up at him and smiled. A gentle zephyr fanned out her loose
robe-like toga, getting under and making her skin break out in
goosebumps. Her nipples hardened with the assuasive sensation. Cal
looked back down at her and smiled.
"Ah..." he sighed, enjoying the breeze. He sat down beside her and
looked up at her. "It's my first sunset with my love, too..."
She sighed as well, sliding down the boulder to rest on the dusty rock
face beside Cal. "I fear we may have some troubling times ahead,
lover," she whispered, resting her head against Cal's shoulder. Cal
slid an arm around her and nodded. "I'm still transforming into a
demon..."
"No matter what, I'll stick by your side, Althea. I know the kind of
pain that occurs when someone you love abandons you. I refuse to cause
that kind of pain on a good person like you." The sun slowly sank below
the skyline, the landscape around the two of them turning a cold shade
of pewter. The stars were just beginning to venture out of their hiding
places in the dark cerulean sky, twinkling gently. The moon rose up
from behind a chain of mountains to the east, its creamy beige surface
coming into view. Sighing, the two sat there, watching the moon slowly
rise into the night sky, just enjoying each other's company. "What did
you do to get kicked out of Heaven, Althea?" Cal asked curiously after
ten minutes of silence.
Althea sighed and looked off of the cliff. "Cal... I don't know why I
was thrown out of Heaven..."
Cal sensed some of the pain that Althea felt. She shuddered sadly
beside him, remembering the tremendous shock she received when the
clouds opened up under her feet and she fell light-years to the ground.
"You okay?" he asked, setting a hand on her shoulder, gazing into her
silver eyes.
"I'm afraid of what's to come..." she whispered, snuggling up to Cal's
side, enjoying his comforting hands around her. Darkness descended upon
the two, beckoning the coming of nightfall. "I've already transformed
into a demon, but I don't know what else will happen..."
Cal held her gently, his heart beating in sync with hers. "Who can
predict the future?" he asked lightly, his eyes closed and his hands
squeezing her tightly. His right hand stroked her mane of silky maroon
hair gently.
Althea smiled, her fear seeming to recede with the failing light.
"Yeah. Who can predict the future? ... However, you seem pretty sure of
the future," she commented, a hand resting on Cal's left knee.
Cal chuckled softly, his eyes reflecting the light of the moon. Looking
her in her beautiful eyes, he said, "Me, I try to live my life one day
at a time. I believe there is no future or past, only the now. Why
should I waste my time worrying about things that aren't certain? What
will be, will be, and there's nothing I can do about changing that..."
he said, smiling and looking pensive all at the same time.
They just held each other in the consuming darkness, not saying a word,
merely reflecting on what was just discussed. Ten minutes passed like
it was ten seconds and suddenly, Cal found that there was no more sun
left to guide them back to the jeep. Hmmm... I wonder how we're gonna
get back home without any light? he thought, looking down at the drop-
off. A shooting star streaked through the night sky, its fiery tail
illuminating the landscape gently before it vaporized high in the
atmosphere a hundred miles above. Althea smiled with its beauteous
appearance.
"It's odd..." Cal said after a moment of reflecting on the shooting
star.
"What's odd?" Althea asked.
"The way of darkness..." Cal said absentmindedly. Taking Althea's
silence for confusion, he elaborated, "Its power to heal your wounds is
uncanny, and its shroud allows you to let your tears free without
anybody seeing you... It's peaceful and hidden, when you're shrouded in
darkness... It eases your pain away and fills the wounds with its
essence..."
Althea thought about this statement for a moment and realized, much to
her surprise, that this was the truth. "Yeah..." she whispered, looking
up at him. She yawned luxuriously, stretching out some kinks in her
lower back. "Sometimes I wonder, is this all nothing but a dream, the
eye of a tremendous storm that leads to a far greater nightmare..."
Cal smiled down at her, his silhouetted appearance somewhat startling
in the blackness of the night. He patted her gently on the head and
sighed. "I don't know. Who can tell?" he asked, looking up into the
moon. "I've been having some disturbing dreams involving demons and
other dark creatures lately, though... The one last night was the worst
one by far out of the whole set of them." Sighing, he got up and lifted
her up by her waist. "We have to get back. It'll be tough getting down
the rock strata without the light, so ... what is it?" he then asked,
looking her in the eye and noticing a smirk on her face.
She then grabbed him around his waist and spread her wings, taking off
the ground and flapping them roughly. "Where's the jeep?" she asked as
she flew over the rock face and dived down a hundred feet before
leveling out. Cal smiled at her ingenuity as he felt his weight drop
and suddenly float.
"It's over by the highway." Cal pointed the way and the two flew to the
derelict jeep on the side of the highway.
"Where have you been?!" his mother's voice shouted, shattering the
quietude that descended upon the estate. "We've been worried sick about
you, Cal! And who's that?!" She gestured roughly towards Althea, who
flinched under her furious glare.
Cal's mother was an elderly lady in her early fifties with salt-and-
pepper hair and several visible wrinkles on her face. One who knew her
would definitely consider her a real battle-axe of a woman. Cal
shrugged. "I went out because I couldn't stand it here and your
constant bantering of how imperfect I am compared to my older brother
any longer. And, I'm two feet away from you, so you don't need to
shout," Cal replied coldly, his eyes narrow slits. His mother looked
taken aback by this statement. "And, for the girl, she's a friend of
mine. You know, from the note."
"Well, why is she here this time of night?!" his mother asked, more
calmly and quietly, but with a razor edge still ever present in her
voice.
"Because she's living with me. She has no place to stay, she has no one
to depend on, besides me. And, if you have a problem with it, I'll move
out of this damn house straight away! Then you can be the old witch
that lives alone in the abandoned house that scares little children and
eats them when they venture too close!"
She put things in perspective. She and Cal's father had gotten a
divorce three years ago and ever since, Cal's mother had treated Cal
like a poisonous spider she desperately wished to get rid of. His
father was merely indifferent to him and just ignored him whenever the
two of them were together. It was safe to assume that Cal was the black
sheep of the family. Sighing, she looked at Althea in a would-be genial
way, but there was still that evil glint in her eye. "Hello, there!"
she said, trying to welcome Althea graciously into her house. "What's
your name?"
"It's Althea... Sorry about all this. I'm new here..." she said
apologetically. She knew she was getting her friend in trouble.
"Well, it's no trouble at all. I'm sure Cal's been a gentleman to you?"
she asked, her eyebrow raised suspiciously.
"Of course he has! Why wouldn't he be?" she asked offensively. Cal has
to come home and endure this, after having to endure his friends? No
wonder he's so depressed! Althea thought passionately as she walked
through the door.
"Yeah..." Cal said. "Come on, Althea. It's late. I've got school in the
morning." He gestured towards the downstairs. He kissed his mother on
the cheek. "Goodnight, mom."
"Goodnight..." she said, walking to her bedroom.
Cal and Althea walked down the stairs and clicked off the upstairs
lights, then clicked on the downstairs ones. "Sorry you had to see
that... My mother's not the kindest old woman in the world... She
always says that my older brother, Cloud, made something out of himself
and I never will." Cal sighed, his shoulders heaving greatly as he
entered his bedroom. He took off his tabi boots and set them by his
desk. Sitting down in his desk chair, he kicked his feet up on the edge
of his bed, his eyes closed tightly and his arms folded over his chest.
Althea sat down on the edge of his bed and gently stroked his feet,
lightly tickling them with her fingernails. "I envy you, Althea. You
didn't have to deal with people like that while you were up in Heaven,
did you?"
Althea shook her head. "No. It was complete serenity and bliss up
there. But, down here, I have to endure what you do..."
"Yes. We all have to endure trials and crucibles of unfathomable
difficulty, but at least now I don't have to deal with them alone, and
so long as there's a breath of air in my lungs, you won't have to deal
with them alone either..."
Cal got up and undid his black belt, folding it neatly and setting it
on his desk. He then untied the strings to his robe, making it fall
open. Gingerly taking it off, he then undid the tie-downs on his pant
legs and then the drawstrings. He took those off and then his
sleeveless shirt, and was naked. Althea had started to do the same
thing, thinking that the two of them were going to have sex. She walked
up to him and slid her arms around him and he hugged her tightly.
"You're all I have left in this world, Althea."
She kissed him on the cheek and then her hand slid down to grab his
penis. "You're all I have too, Cal..." she said gently, looking him in
his eyes passionately. "And, I still owe you one for this morning and
another one for at Eclipse!"
Cal put a finger to her lips and whispered, "Tomorrow. We'll make love
tomorrow until we pass out from exhaustion." Cal kissed her on the nose
and smiled. "I promise. But, I've got to go to school tomorrow. I have
to get up at six in the morning." And so, the two went to sleep in each
other's arms.
The shrill, infernal racket awoke Cal from his dreamless repose. Althea
was still holding onto him in her sleep, so Cal just lay there for a
few minutes, stark naked with an equally nude demoness clinging onto
him in her sleep, enjoying the hypnotic rhythm of her gentle breath on
the side of his face. It was still dark outside, a reddish orange glare
on the horizon. Cal sighed and slowly sat up. Althea blearily opened an
eye and looked at him silently hop out of bed. He looked back to see
her staring at him lovingly. "Sorry, did I wake you?" he asked as he
got on a pair of black jeans with a thick black leather belt. He then
slid on a black t-shirt and got his combat boots on.
Althea shook her head gently. "No... I sensed your movements. And your
alarm clock."
"Ah... Sorry about that. Why don't you go back to bed? Sleep in today
and have yourself a late breakfast. I'll be back around two o'clock."
"Two o'clock?" Althea echoed curiously, bundled up in the covers.
Cal smiled and, taking out his pen, he grabbed a scrap of paper from
his desk. "When the clock reads this, it will be two o'clock." He drew
a two, followed by a colon, then two zeros. "I should be back then, and
then we can have some fun for a change!"
Althea studied it with bloodshot eyes and then set the paper down next
to her. "I'll be waiting for you, lover!" she said, feeling a pleasant
warmth reach out and brush the silky bed sheets.
Cal walked back up to her and kissed her gently on the lips. "So will
I, darling. So will I!" He hugged her beautiful form gently. "Now, go
back to sleep. I'll see you soon."
Althea nodded and Cal tucked her in to the covers. He smirked and waved
as he grabbed his wallet and keys. "Have a good day," Althea whispered
as she drifted off to sleep.
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