December 17 2009
On this issue, we complain...
A LOT.
Can't deal with it? Tough :P
Arguing, more debating plotlines...
Holy crap! This chat was over 4 hours??? Darn w had too much time on our hands... -_-"
Again don't read this. Brain cell rot is inevitable.
6:27 PM
Brittaney: How you?
6:29 PM
hello?
6:30 PM
me: my ma says NO
this sucks ass
6:31 PM
anyways all is settled I'm changing degrees and all that stuff
ugh
Brittaney: it's fine cause my dad has taken tomorrow off. Though i will add he furious and a right ASSHOLE! I HATE HIM!!!!!!
6:32 PM
So what are you studying this time?
me: Dramatic arts and or fine arts and def taking up literature
6:33 PM
Brittaney: so you not gonna become a teacher?
me: sure i am
6:34 PM
Just take an extra year of edu so I can teach english.
Brittaney: ah i see. Cul so we'll prob finish uni at the same time. HAHAHAHA
No i highly doubt that
6:35 PM
me: :D obviously~
Brittaney: Ok so other than failing today how was your day?
me: wrote like a ton more.
My fingers ache...
sent Natz the new stuff on DA
Brittaney: really? Mmmmmmm interesting.
6:36 PM
let me read. pweeeeeseee (puppy dog eyes)
me: ...
after you ditched me when I needed support the most? Let me think about it
6:37 PM
Brittaney: hey you fucked up my plans.
We're even
6:38 PM
Oh you're annoyed that's great cause there's no word in the english dictionary that can explain how i feel at the moment!
me: Well you aren't emotionally traumatized.
Brittaney: no? What makes you so sure?
6:39 PM
me: Ok... I stand corrected. You aren't newly emotionally fucked up because a frd you truted threw it right back in your face when you were vulnerable.
6:42 PM
Brittaney: no well serves you right! I mean you really disappointed me. For fuck sake how else do you think i'm supposed to cope with that kind of news. Gees jen i may seem heartless but i do have feelings. And when my best friend turns around and tells me she failed, how was i supposed to respond: It's cool jen things happen.
Sure like i'm the type of person to say that.
But i will admitt i did go over board and i apologise. Icould have handled the situation better
6:43 PM
me: yeah just a tad miffed.
ok
on to other news...
6:44 PM
Brittaney: hehehehe cool
me: The weather It has been raining coconuts did you know?
Brittaney: lets not do this
me: currently eating one.
6:45 PM
Brittaney: Seriouslly if you wanna keep talking about it then by all means....let off some stream
me: Nope eating coconuts seem like a good topic for me
Brittaney: I disagree
6:46 PM
Though if you wanna change topics...let me read you recent work
pweeeeeessssseeeee
me: talk about what exactly?
6:47 PM
Brittaney: your writing?
6:48 PM
me: ah...
where were you again?
6:49 PM
Brittaney: what didn't look natural were my parents...something something...looked like their cat died then got microwaved and eaten....i think that's how it went
6:50 PM
me: ah..
What’s going on? And why do they look like their cat died and got stuck in a microwave and then eaten?
Whatever it was. It was heavy. And I really didn’t want to know. Unfortunately, life had a way of not working with what I wanted.
The Fiancé
“Look we need to talk Dom.” My dad wasn’t calling me monkey or brat. That means he’s being dead serious.
Sitting on one of the several couches and lounges arranged haphazardly in a kind of semi circle around the small TV, my parents stood in front of me with stony faces. It wasn’t that strange but ma usually had a face that told you a smile was floating pretty close.
“Ok, Mr and Mrs Sawyer. What can humble little me do for you today?”
When their expressions didn’t change and Dad actually started frowning I quickly tried to abandoned the Try-to-lighten-the-mood idea. Cause it really wasn’t working right then.
5 minutes
6:56 PM
Brittaney: carry on
me: “Love. You’re going to turn 16 in a months’ time.” This time it was my ma.
“Oh if that’s what you’re worried about, I promise I won’t go about like a bunny sowing wild oats. You don’t have to worry about me coming home pregnant, I’ll use condoms promise.”
What? The only excuse I have was that I was panicking and when I begin panicking I usually blurt out not quite appropriate things and begin to laugh manically. If this gets any worse I was very close to laughing like a deranged idiot.
“Dominic this is serious.”
I let out a curt laugh. I didn’t mean to, honestly. But the dead serious look in my Dads eyes freaked me out. “How serious? Like “Dominic you have fiancé that we chose for you at birth” sort of serious?”
The way they tensed as though I had hit the nail on the head but not on the right target had shivers clawing up my spine. “Not quite dearest. But you do have to find a fiancé.”
I looked first at my ma then at my Dad. They couldn’t be serious, but the heavy weight attempting to pull my stomach out of my butt and the way their eyes never left me told me otherwise.
“What do you mean? Like drag some poor bloke off the street and demand he marry me? Are you nuts? You wouldn’t wish your daughter on anyone would you? Who do you hate that much?”
6:58 PM
Brittaney: hahaha sounds just like you
6:59 PM
me: :D
7:00 PM
I wish I could stop my blathering. But that was one of those wishes that sat back and watched in horror as I did the exact opposite of that wish.
There, I saw the twitch of my ma’s lips. It’s good that she was trying to hide a smile, if she hadn’t cracked, I would have had a meltdown. Sombre moods could kill me. Theoretically it couldn’t but reality often didn’t agree with what theory stated as fact. It’s a mutual relationship so I heard.
“Ma you guys are joking right?”
She sighed. Face wiped clean of all humour, point blank soberness dared me to look away. “No dear. By the time you turn 16 you must have at least become engaged.”
“What?”
My Dad sat down heavily next to me. “Look kid. The actual law states you must have a mate by the time you turn 16. We are already very modern on our upbringing by not forcing you to marry someone we chose.”
I looked at with eyes that were no doubt filled with disbelief, or at least some sort of unnamed emotion that was definitely in the realm of perplexity. “Wow. What a long leash to tie me up with. And what kind of law is this? Is it in the small print? Because I have never heard of it before.”
7:02 PM
Brittaney: and?
me: leave you there for revenge?
7:03 PM
Brittaney: Nice. Fine have it your way. I do deserve it
me: :P
7:04 PM
Ma sat down on the other side of me. “Look love. Have you read Harry Potter?”
Taken aback by this completely different line I nodded. “Yeah? Obviously I have, you heard me complaining about everything in the book.”
She worried her lip with her teeth looking like a chipmunk.
“No ways! Don’t tell me you guys are hidden wizards and stuff. Because I will send you guys straight to an institute, parents or no.”
My Dad slapped my head none too gently. “I know you are under a lot of stress right now, but that was no call to take that kind of attitude with us.”
“Alright, alright… Sheesh. So tell me, how this is related to Harry Potter at all.” I rubbed the side of my ear which felt like it was burning.
“Our family isn’t quite normal. You have the blood of Angra Mainyu the Creator in your veins from my side.” Ma said.
“And the blood of Iblis, the Tester from mine.” Dad stared at his feet in silence.
“The Creator? As in God?” I stared at the two of them uncomprehendingly. It felt like being in the eye of a whirlwind, or what I imagined it to feel like. Knowing certain pandemonium was right behind comprehension.
7:05 PM
Brittaney: oooooooohhhh this is getting yummy
7:06 PM
me: “Your real name would be Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis.”
“Angra is another word for Chaos, Mainyu is another word for Spirit. Angra Mainyu was called the Chaotic Spirit because he defied everything and strived beyond the set rules of everything known to discover the unknown. In our world being of his line is to be practically royalty.”
I stared at my mother as though she was speaking gibberish. “And the other God I am related to apparently? And I’m what? A godly princess in this so called world? You two are really bonkers.”
My Dad sighed. “Angra Mainyu is a Spirit, not a God. But even so brat, a Spirit is much better than a demon.”
The despair in his voice made my hands clammy and my heart tightened for him. Where was my Dad that was consistently brash, honest and willing to wrestle any idea or concept that defied his own? He was looking like a deflated old man. I just didn’t understand what was going on.
“Honey…”
7:07 PM
Brittaney: go on
7:08 PM
me: My mother had a painful look in her brown eyes. Looking towards me she sighed. “Look, a mating like mine and your Dad’s is looked down on. His ancestor is on a lower level than mine. Far lower than a King a and a peasants level. Do you understand?”
“No but I’m trying to. Is that why nana and gramps don’t get along with Granddad and Grandma?”
“Kind of like that. Bottom line is, you are in a world hidden within a world. You are different to those around you.”
“Are you talking about B and them, Dad? How am I different to them?”
He smiled, “No. They are the same as you, the Tarsals and Rania. They know everything, no doubt they will be dying to tell you anything you want to know. They are a part of your world Dom.”
“But B isn’t married or engaged! And she’s seventeen!”
Ma gave me an odd look, “Really? Ask about the pendant she always wears.”
“B is married?” I stood up. I managed to do that on the third try, for some reason my knees didn’t want to work. “I’m still… It’s just… I think I need to go sleep.”
My parents watched me stagger past them and disappear into the corridor. I seriously had no idea how I got to my bed that night. All I knew was that, my life had been twisted inside out and upside down and my mind hadn’t been able to take it.
7:11 PM
Brittaney: oooooohhhhhh i'm MARRIED YIPPEEEEEEE! come on come on i want more
7:12 PM
me: hmm...
7:13 PM
Brittaney: don't do it jen....
me: It seemed like I had finally fallen asleep despite my daze about everything, because the next thing I knew, I woke up to the stupid sunlight invading my room and promptly decided that I really didn’t want to go to work today. And I had a couple of friends I needed to talk to about getting married, which by the way, is SO not going to happen anytime soon.
“Hello?”
“What? You still sleeping?”
“Dom? Do you know what time it is?”
“I know it’s only two in the afternoon you vampire, but explain this to me and explain it to me pronto.”
Her voice was still groggy but I seemed to have her attention. “If it’s not life or death, I give you to Andrew as experimental fuel.”
“Yeah, sure. Whatever. Why is my name Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis? And why do I have to get a man by next month?”
There was a meaningful silence. I think I was half hoping that she would yell at me for waking her up for utter nonsense.
“You’re a descendant of Angra Mainyu! Oh my grandmother in heaven. Wow, I never knew you were so high up.”
“So this wasn’t just some sick joke my parents were playing on me to screw with my head?”
“Nope. Hey you know one of my better ancestors is Yasna?”
I stared at the phone as though it had sprouted wings and mooed at me before putting it back to my ear. “Pardon?”
“Yasna. You know, the Angra Mainyu’ twin? The Inspirers’ twin. We’re related, how cools that?”
Brittaney: You know you wanna tell me
7:15 PM
YAY WE'ere related yipppeeee
7:16 PM
me: No...
7:17 PM
Me and Rania are
Brittaney: aaaaahhhhh lame
I thought you might have been talking to me.
Ok well carry on please
7:18 PM
me: “I was hoping you’d tell me this was just a strange dream and I would wake up soon.”
“Oh… Ok.” She lowered her voice and made it husky, “This is just a strange dream. You shall wake up soon.”
“Really?”
“Nope. It’s so strange that you know nothing. But considering whom your mom married I’m not surprised, Iblis, high ranking demon but still a demon. Wow your mother has guts.”
“What the hell does that mean? And why wouldn’t they have wanted me to know?”
“Well imagine trying to tell your kid that she or he was a social outcast because of the guy you married.”
I thought about it. “It’s that bad?”
“Can’t wait to tell my mum who your mum actually is! The look on her face will be priceless.”
“What do you mean?” Thoroughly confused now I sat up in my bed cell phone to ear and tried to pull shoes on.
“Well she always felt so snobbish about the friends I make, and now you mum is on a higher rank than us. I can’t wait.”
“What’s with the ranks?”
7:20 PM
Brittaney: ok i'll be back in half an hour i gotta eat. But i'll be waiting for the next part, hehehehehe
me: mwahaa~
10 minutes
7:31 PM
me: how was dinner?
Brittaney: you still online?
me: yup
how was dinner?
7:32 PM
Brittaney: it's good, i'm eating at my desk
7:33 PM
me: lol
me to
Brittaney: what you keating?
me: “Well, there are the gods, the spirits, the demons, and the mixed children. With the gods as the highest ranks and the mixed as the lowest. Also within the ranks there are also ranks.”
“I still don’t understand why my ma can’t marry my dad.”
“The girls of the demons can marry other guys from the demons, spirits and gods. Girls of the spirits can only marry other guys from the spirits and gods. And girls of the gods would only marry guys from the gods. Marrying a guy from a lower category is signing a social death certificate. Mixed children marry into, you know the plain boring children with no powers.”
“You’ve lost me.”
Rania gave a long suffering sigh. “WHAT do you parents teach you? I swear you are just like a parentless child. God you’re nearly come of age, you should be getting married not starting to learn about our world. That’s just STUPID.”
“What powers?”
“How did I know you were going to stick to that one little thing?”
“You call it little?”
“If you were brought up to it, it’s very little to be surprised by. Yes, powers Dom. Like I have an affinity to water, Andrew has an affinity to fire and has an affinity to earth. Being as your ancestors are both closely related to fire aspects, you’re probably also a fire.”
Brittaney: *eating
me: Oh me?I'm eating ramne
ramen
7:35 PM
Brittaney: yummy
ok carry on
7:36 PM
me: “And that means?” I felt like a kid that simply couldn’t understand how addition is related to multiplication.
“Go to work and I will get my mum to take me to the Circus at your lunch break.”
“Don’t bother, I’m not going today. Carol can handle the Tuesday traffic without me.”
There was a silence. Rania knew I never took days off work lightly. Aside from Mr Manager who deduct my wages and make my life hell about it, it just wasn’t in my nature to do something against my word.
“Ok meet you at your house or at the circus?”
“My house, I’ll call the Tarsals over and you guys can try to educate me.”
“Sure thing. See you just now.”
I looked at the dead phone before taking a deep breath. I knew in some part of my brain, I’m still trying to convince myself that I was having just an exceedingly bizarre dream. But most of the grey matter had already recognized reality and was working on autopilot to try work through this mess. Hands shaking I phoned a number I could dial in a coma.
“Hey B? No I don’t care what time it is, get a normal sleep pattern one would you? Anyways drag your ass over here and Drew’s too as well. You guy are going to tell me I’m not currently going insane.”
7:37 PM
Brittaney: since when does nat like water? and what kind of power do i have
7:38 PM
me: :D you shall see
anyways I got to leave you there.
there is literally no more
HAH
Brittaney: huh!?
lame
7:39 PM
me: :P
Brittaney: oki doki
can i ask?
me: Hey i gave you practically most of chap 3
give me a break
Brittaney: why do you always send blank messagers?
7:40 PM
me: * freaking pages
balnk messages? wat you mean?
Brittaney: look up
7:41 PM
me: nope all my msgs show up to me...
anyways 8 pages in a day! leave me alone
Brittaney: ok well whatever.
7:42 PM
Ok i'll leave you be, i got a book of my own to write
anyways
7:43 PM
me: :D yay a reprieve
Brittaney: hahahaha fat chance, this is just so you have time to write some more
7:44 PM
me: ugh...
well... writers block need to finish my noodles first
Brittaney: yeah yeah yeah stop making excuses
7:46 PM
me: NOODLES are not an EXCUSE they are a proven and reliable method for the writers brain to FRESHEN up.
7:47 PM
Brittaney: it's never worked for me so therefore it's an excuse
7:48 PM
me: :P tried an tested by yours truly~ of COURSE it works. you are a fluke
7:49 PM
Brittaney: no i'm just normal
me: define normal...
7:50 PM
Brittaney: Look it up
I'm not about to waste my time teaching a SOON-TO-BE ENGLISH teacher
7:51 PM
me: ......
four years isn't soon to be...
7:52 PM
Brittaney: it's closer for you than me
7:53 PM
me: ... i suppose.
7:54 PM
Brittaney: ok
So you almost finished you food?
7:55 PM
me: no
Brittaney: Hurry up
me: no
:P
7:56 PM
Brittaney: Lame
7:57 PM
me: anything new?
7:58 PM
Brittaney: Just typing and talking to you. Oh and i managed to piss my dad off in record time today
Though i'm not proud of it
Seriously when men are mad DO NOT get in the car with them.
7:59 PM
you're more likely to arrive at your destination in peices than anything
me: :P or teenage asian girls who have not had enough sleep.
8:00 PM
Brittaney: Or people formally know as Beast when they have not had enough to read
Hint hint, nudge nudge
me: ... eating...
Brittaney: .............Typing........
8:02 PM
me: no definitely eating.
slowly...
8:03 PM
Brittaney: I gathered
8:04 PM
me: :D aren't you writing though?
8:05 PM
Brittaney: Yes i am
That's why it's taking me awhile to respond
me: mmm...
8:06 PM
Brittaney: what?
me: can you tell I'm enjoying my food with absolutedly no typing?
8:07 PM
Brittaney: not really
7 minutes
8:15 PM
Brittaney: Done?
8:16 PM
me: noe
Brittaney: noe?
8:18 PM
me: noe.
8:19 PM
Brittaney: Yeah i got that but what the hell is it supposed to mean?
me: just no. not done
8:20 PM
Brittaney: i guessed as much but hoping w
*hoping i was wrong
8:21 PM
me: :D
sowwy
5 minutes
8:27 PM
me: “Hey B? No I don’t care what time it is, get a normal sleep pattern one would you? Anyways drag your ass over here and Drew’s too as well. You guy are going to tell me I’m not currently going insane.”
“Huh?”
“Ok answer me this. B are you married?”
“Oh.” There was a long pause as she took this in before she responded. “Look I realize you are looking for a mate right now but like I said before am most definitely straight.”
“Oh God. I never meant that you doofus. Just drag your asses over here!”
Five minutes later, well they didn’t live that far, two disgruntled and completely drenched Tarsals entered what used to be a kitchen but was now a kitchen unskilfully disguised as a welcoming room. I eyed the clothes.
“Is it raining out there?”
Andrew scowled, earphones conspicuously absent. “B threw water at me to wake me up.”
8:28 PM
Brittaney: hahahaha figures he'd through some back at me
8:29 PM
me: :D
Brittaney: am i right?
me: you two are so predictable.
Brittaney: well yeah of course
8:31 PM
me: Andrew scowled, earphones conspicuously absent. “B threw water at me to wake me up.”
“And he hated to be the only one wet so he decided to return the favour with a hose pipe.” B looked about to murder someone. I tried my best not to imagine Andrew chasing B around the circus with the hose pipe.
“I’m surprised you two managed to make it here, what with you sibling love and all that.”
It was then that I noted the green pendant. Like Andrews old fashioned earphones, it was as attached to her as to become a part of her personality.
As though sensing my eyes on it B clasped her hand around it and looked away. “Yeah, it’s my wedding token.”
“But you’ve had it for years!”
“We’ve been engaged since I was twelve, obviously I’d have had it for years.”
8:32 PM
Brittaney: hahahahaha who is i wanna know, come one tell me
8:33 PM
*it
me: :D not telling yet
8:34 PM
Brittaney: ech...(sulks in a corned, and glares murderously at you)
8:36 PM
me: :D
8:39 PM
“We’ve been engaged since I was twelve, obviously I’d have had it for years.”
My mind boggled. “You were engaged since you were twelve?”
B shrugged, “Yeah well, my mother wanted to be on the safe side. You know if we haven’t found a mate we would have to marry the next eligible male that crosses our path. I prefer this way.”
I stared at Andrew, “You’re 16 right?”
Andrew pulled off his drenched boots to put them upside down on the shoes cupboard to dry, it looked like the two of them went swimming. “It’s different for guys. The rule or something is to make sure every girl is reproducing immediately once they are capable. After all in the Children of the Blood, there are so few women.”
“Children of the blood.” I repeated slowly. I must have sounded like I was saying another language. “Anyways ma will freak if you drip over her welcome mat, you know where the several bathrooms are, get changed and dry and meet me in my room ok?”
They Mmm’d me and stalked off dripping water everywhere.
8:42 PM
Brittaney: hehehe just as i would picture us hahahahaha
8:44 PM
more?
5 minutes
8:49 PM
me: hmm wait
Brittaney: oki doki
me: They Mmm’d me and stalked off dripping water everywhere.
Give or take twenty minutes we were all settled in my room. It took so long because Andrew was being fussy about my towels. Gay boys are so hard to please.
Because our house is built on a slope, my bedroom is actually on two levels. The door opens onto the lower section which is cut into the earth and the upper section is lifted more than halfway up the room where I could see weeds growing at the level of my windows. My Dad said it was like being cradled by the earth. I thought it was just squashy, after 15 years of living in it, it didn’t seems all that awesome.
8:50 PM
Brittaney: I'd idggs a room like that
*diggs
8:54 PM
me: B sat on the step ladder like stairs leading up to the loft and watched Andrew search for some good music to put on from my laptop from right above him I threw a stuffed toy parrot at B, trying to get her attention.
“Oi!”
She looked up at me baring her teeth. “You woke me up so early to throw things at me.”
I looked at her thoughtfully from between the fence that keeps me from falling onto the lower floor. “No you are quite right I ought to throws things that are far sharper and more perilous at you for keeping such a secret from me.”
Rolling over on my low bed, which was in all actuality just a mattress, I frowned at the ceiling. “I still don’t understand why they wouldn’t tell me.”
8:55 PM
Brittaney: oh i can, but lets read what you think
8:57 PM
me: Rolling over on my low bed, which was in all actuality just a mattress, I frowned at the ceiling. “I still don’t understand why they wouldn’t tell me.”
“How do you tell a child that they are the dregs of society?”
I stared at B. “Excuse me?”
“You, Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis, are considered the lowest the lowest of the low, because you are Mixed.”
“What?” My eloquence these days…
8:58 PM
Brittaney: I can imagine
carry on
9:03 PM
me: “Blood of a Spirit, and Blood of a Demon. Even to mix the blood is more or less forbidden. It happens of course but even then, the male has to at least have higher ranking. However your mother had the higher ranking, meaning the purity of her blood is dispersed. That kind of thing is unforgivable.”
I felt like I was listening to English but for some reason I was not understanding. B must have seen it from my face because she sighed heavily, “God you are SO dense.”
“Oh shut up B.”
“Make me.”
Heavy ominous music thrummed through the room. B and I both looked at Andrew in unison. He held up his hands in mock surrender, “What? I thought it was suitable.”
Under the combined gaze of his sister and best friend he quickly changed it to some more cheery rock. B and I nodded in smug satisfaction and turned back to each other.
9:05 PM
Brittaney: wow i can just imagine B's frustration with Dom
9:08 PM
me: Yeah well you can't blame her... it's a whole new world you know.
Under the combined gaze of his sister and best friend he quickly changed it to some more cheery rock. B and I nodded in smug satisfaction and turned back to each other.
“So you are saying that in this society that I have never known existed, I am like the lowest of the low?”
“Pretty much. The scum on the street, the grit beneath the nail, the filth beneath the shoes, the bird dropping on the windshield.”
“I got the idea B.”
“Oh I was just getting started.”
“So I heard.”
The bell rang and I threw myself over the fence and off the loft before landing heavily on the table where Andrew was using the laptop.
“Must be Rain!” I yelled before hopping off the desk and away out the corridor.
Andrew grunted, unwilling to admit he was even slightly surprised, “I wouldn’t be surprised if she had the blood of a baboon somewhere in there.”
9:09 PM
Brittaney: Yeah but i kinda get what's going on and i'm not even the writer
Thought the reason could be because you're such a good writer
9:10 PM
me: Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
9:11 PM
Brittaney: I praise thee a wonderfull and exceptional writer in this world of creativity. You truely have a god given talent to write such magnificent work
9:13 PM
me: LOL
sheesh you're desperate.
Brittaney: how can you tell?
me: :P
9:14 PM
“Hey Rain, you’re late!” I yelled happily opening the door before I immediately slammed the door back again.
Reason?
The person behind the door wasn’t Rania. It was in fact the last person I would have imagined to be at my door. Three heavy slow knocks resounded on the thick wooden door. They seemed to say, “I know you’re there, I saw you before you slammed the door on me.”
When I still stood frozen behind the door another set of heavy knocks were delivered. These seemed to say, “I can knock forever you know.”
Brittaney: oh oh i just finished chapter four yipee
me: eh?
9:15 PM
Brittaney: i mean i just finished typing out my book's chapter four
me: oh... were you even reading what I was writing?
Brittaney: but do carry on, i have a feeling Gray man is about to make his appearance
9:16 PM
yes of course i CAN multitask unlike yourself
9:18 PM
me: SHIT you're good.
9:19 PM
Brittaney: Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
9:20 PM
oops that was only suppose to copy once
hahahaha well that backfired
9:23 PM
me: uh huh...
Reluctantly I opened the door an inch. A shadow from a wide brimmed hat fell across my face. “Are you going to let me in?”
“I know Dom. You can always take Rain as your mate! She’s turning sixteen in December you know.”
I’ve never wished the earth to open up and swallow B any more than I did right at that moment. I didn’t want to turn around and signal her that it wasn’t Rania and that she should go away and fetch help. It was already a very awkward situation; usually my customers don’t stalk me home. I dredged up a smile, “How can I help you sir?”
He regarded me from beneath the wide brimmed hat even as I felt B dribbling her fingers down my back making me twitch and bite my lip. Of all times to tickle me she chooses now.
9:25 PM
Brittaney: i love B's sense of timing its SO perfect hahahahahaha
9:28 PM
me: B loves tormenting people like that
9:29 PM
Brittaney: Kinda remind you of someone?
9:30 PM
me: ...hmmm? No not really
9:31 PM
Brittaney: oh ok
Anyways carry on
9:32 PM
me: His glittering green eyes regarded what must now be a very unnatural face peering back at him between the small space of the door and doorframe. “I’d like you to let me in.”
Again that sinfully rich voice, saying things far more suggestive than “More hot water.” I’m pretty sure my brain was going to start malfunctioning. B’s hands stopped when he spoke, and I thought I was going to get a reprieve when I gasped involuntarily. B had redoubled her attacks. Even though I must have looked liked like I was in pain, The Customer’s face hadn’t changed one iota. Maybe he was too stunned by my reaction.
I began wiggling desperately to get B off me, unfortunately when your face is jammed between a door and a door frame, there isn’t very far you can run away. Sweating slightly I groaned out, “Hold on a minute.” Before slamming the door on him and attacking B.
9:36 PM
Brittaney: i'm jus guessing here but B starts laughing her ass off
me: pretty much
9:37 PM
Brittaney: sweet jus what i was expecting of her. so what happens next
This is also a guess but do mr gray and dom ge hicked?
*get
9:38 PM
me: keep guessing
9:39 PM
Brittaney: i did say it was a guess...or does that mean i'm right?
9:40 PM
me: keep guessing
Brittaney: Fine, then tell me what happens next
me: And his name is Morpheus
Brittaney: Whatever i'm only addressing him the way B does, hehehehe
9:41 PM
me: “Are you insane?!”
I leaped on my outright laughing tormentor, part time friend and wrestled her to the ground. “What did you think you were doing?”
“Humiliating you, of course. What else?” B giggled, and struggled beneath me trying to get her hands away from where I held them to her sides to continue tickling me. Out of breath myself, it was difficult to keep her still. “Well quit it! I need to send this guy home!”
“Why would you wish to do that?”
I hadn’t realized he had come in until his deep smooth voice slide across my skin raising goose bumps.
9:42 PM
Brittaney: in your honet opinnion tell me if this sentence sounds right: . It’s just that I actually came to see you precisely about that fact
9:45 PM
me: see you about precisely that fact
that sounds better
9:46 PM
Brittaney: oh you are so busted, hehehehe what happened next?
9:47 PM
Yay thanks and you're right
9:48 PM
me: erm...
9:50 PM
Brittaney: Come on what happened next
me: hadn’t realized he had come in until his deep smooth voice slide across my skin raising goose bumps. “Because I normally send stalkers away?”
“Do I classify as a stalker?”
Someone should use that voice as a weapon of mass destruction and get world domination easily. A wry voice underneath me noted, “Well, he’d be one hell of a sexy stalker.”
I looked down at B and poked her pendant meaningfully. She just grinned at me, “Don’t be jealous, I’m taken but I can still look.”
“I’m not freaking jealous!” I sprang up and faced my foe. Blushing when I realized I barely reached his chin, he never seemed so tall sitting down.
9:51 PM
Brittaney: oooohhhh i like tall men, what comes next?
9:53 PM
me: “This is my house and you are trespassing.” I tried to pull off a stern schoolmaster kind of voice. It sounded quite squeaky I must admit. Ok so it needed a little work.
And then he did something I could never have defended myself against. His lips moved and his one cheek dimpled. It was such a slight smile but it’s effect sent my mind reeling. So much that I stood there like a vegetable trying to reel it back for a full second.
Brittaney: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA you sure have away with words LMAO
9:56 PM
how do you spell to shay?
me: shay?
9:57 PM
Well, S... and then a H and then an A and then you end with a Y
Brittaney: HA HA HA nevermind i got it it's touche'
9:59 PM
me: “Dom. You really should just sleep with him and get over it.” The wry voice behind me woke me out my stupor and I stared with a kind of fixed fascinated horror at Andrew. He was going to make his move now, and the hot albeit with a slight stalker syndrome, gorgeous man would be out of reach forever.
What happened next I couldn’t have predicted, Andrew bowed.
Andrew? Bowing? What the hell?
10:00 PM
Brittaney: oooooohhhh now you've really caught my interest
gimme gimme gimme more
10:01 PM
me: yo gonna kill me
Brittaney: Oh i finished chapter 5 now
10:03 PM
me: you're gonna kill me.
10:04 PM
Brittaney: Probably especally if you say that's all you've written and can't carry on anymore
10:05 PM
me: ...erm...
Brittaney: yes?
10:09 PM
me: er...
toilet break
Brittaney: ahuh, ok. So i'll see you in what lets say 5 mins..tops
5 minutes
10:15 PM
me: hmmm?
Brittaney: yes?
10:17 PM
me: ah
yes
erm you know about the story...
10:18 PM
the one that is currently 36 pgs long...
Brittaney: yes? I'm so looking forward to the next bit
oh really so you've written more, oooohhhh gooooody
10:19 PM
me: eh.... eh he he...
you know about that...
Brittaney: mhmmm
10:22 PM
me: it's not... em...
d
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n
e
Brittaney: o
h
r
e
a
l
ly
well that's Highly displeasing
10:23 PM
you know why?
me: w
h
y
?
10:24 PM
Brittaney: because
youj
ust
signedy
ur
own
death
WARRENT
hehehe
10:26 PM
me: er....
great...
10:27 PM
wait hold up I might have something for you~
Brittaney: Oh i'm listening
me: Andrew? Bowing? What the hell?
“I am Andrew Tarsal Dantalion. Blood of Dantalion.”
“I am Morpheus Septimus Surrusses, Blood of Gudan Surrusses. I am honoured to meet you.”
“I m honoured to have met you.”
I watched the ritual with a sense of perplexity. What the hell was going on? B stood up immediately and brushed herself down. “He’s an Elite!”
“Oh god! A Surrusses! Why didn’t you tell me he was a Surrusses?”
She shook me like a ragdoll.
“I couldn’t remember his name.” Green eyes flicked to me, was that disbelief in those emotionless eyes?
10:29 PM
Brittaney: mmmmmmmmm, ok you'er free to live another day. hehehe nicely done
*you're
10:30 PM
me: I shrugged defensively, “What? I couldn’t.”
B eyed me then with an expression not quite short of being amazed. “Wait, you mean he gave you his blood name?”
“Yeah, and?”
B curtsied in her nonexistent skirt towards my stalker and dragged me away and to the other side of the lopsided house, which is kind of hard considering I didn’t want to be dragged and to get to the other side of the house there was so many twists and turns to go through.
“Males only give their blood names to females who they wish to be considered as potential husbands!”
I stared at her for a long moment after she hissed that into my ear.
“Oh I’m sorry, did you pull me all the way here just to tell me that?”
“Well, yeah. Don’t you know who he is!”
“No.” We locked eyes for a while before she collapsed onto the floor. She muttered at her feet. “This is so…”
“Exasperating?”
“Murderously so.”
10:31 PM
Brittaney: hehehehehe nice choice of words
10:33 PM
me: “Oh so you know how I feel now. Besides, he thought I was a guy. So it’s all good.”
I slumped into one of the benches flung around the courtyard. Dad looked at the art of furnishing the house as a type of abstract art, which is probably why have a dozen sets of furniture never together and absolutely everywhere. Like Kitchen counter in the bathroom kind of everywhere.
Suddenly B revived, her face appearing way too close to mine with a sense crazy glee “He thinks you’re a guy?”
“Yes?”
“Oh my carrot…”
I didn’t get much out of her afterwards. Probably because she was laughing so hard.
10:35 PM
Brittaney: oh that's good i like that, but seriously does Dom look like a guy?
me: Yus
childish boy kind of guy
Brittaney: oh that's a let down
10:36 PM
me: lol why?
I mean she could be cute but she find her feminie side boring
10:37 PM
Brittaney: i find it sad, the main character should be hot not dorky
anyways what happens next
10:38 PM
me: not telling
Brittaney: fine by me
me: lolz
I've gone past my five page quota today
Brittaney: what you laughing at?
10:39 PM
me: I've done like 8 pages O.o' it's scary.
Brittaney: 5 pages!? is that it?
That's pathetic
me: 5 a day
yes
that's a lot in type
10:40 PM
Brittaney: yeah i guess, though in the time i've been talking to you i've written 4 pages already
10:41 PM
me: shite
in type?
Brittaney: and i'm still going hehehehehe, even though i'm kinda cheating
yeah of course
me: cheating?
10:42 PM
Brittaney: well i've written more than half my book alredy i'm just typing it out now
how big is your type?
me: 12
10:43 PM
Brittaney: snap
10:44 PM
me: snap?
Brittaney: it means i'm also writting in the same size font. Hello? i'd expect you to know that much in slang
10:45 PM
sheesh where have you been for the past decade
?
me: under a rock
I even named it, it's called
MOTHER
10:46 PM
Brittaney: LMAO!!!!!!
10:47 PM
me: tis treu though
true
10:49 PM
Brittaney: yeah i guess. so what's new?
10:52 PM
hello?
me: yes?
Brittaney: you gonna answer my last question?
10:53 PM
me: wat question?
Brittaney: look up
me: where have you been for the past decade?
or Hello?
no other questions
10:54 PM
Brittaney: ok then i'll remid yo: yeah i guess. so what's new?
*you
10:55 PM
me: what?
Brittaney: never mind
10:56 PM
me: ?
Brittaney: oh you haven't told me what you honestly think of my book
me: it's good.
I can see t as a manga
10:57 PM
Brittaney: really?
YAY!!!
10:58 PM
me: Yeah It's good I'm just not going to be the one who turns it into a manga
Brittaney: ECH....lame
me: way too difficult a project and i would end being such an annoying perfectionist that you'd probably kill me
11:00 PM
Brittaney: fine fine i get it, i'll just ahve to fine someone else who's willing to split the earning 60/40
*have
me: :D good for you
I shall wait to read it~
11:01 PM
Brittaney: cool
so i take by your reply you don't wanna read the next chapter
me: NO
11:02 PM
I WANT THE NEXT CHAPTER
Brittaney: you sure? i just don't think you're ready
me: ...why?
11:03 PM
Brittaney: cause you might get addicted and i don't think i'll beable to write enough untill you're satisfied
hehehehehehe
11:04 PM
me: ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
...
you suck
Brittaney: but if you insist i'll give you taste of what's to come
just to piss you off, hehehehe
11:06 PM
me: ...
Brittaney: what? are you waiting?
11:07 PM
me: no
gud nite
u suck
11:08 PM
Brittaney: you know just as well as i do that i blow not suck, hehehe and i will let you read it it you want
me: ending conversation here
good bye
Brittaney: u suck
11:09 PM
me: And blow
Brittaney: oh my that's new, who was he? tell me everything
me: LOL
11:10 PM
rem, my ex tyrel?
Brittaney: you serious!?
me: yes.
11:11 PM
The first and last time ever
Brittaney: wow you go jen!
sniff my little girl is growing up i'm so happy
me: er.....
Brittaney: she might actually get laid before she dies
11:12 PM
me: ha
ha
funny
Brittaney: though it might actually turn out to be true
well i hope so
11:13 PM
me: what that I get laid before I die? Wow, and my sis only told me today that my priorities were twisted and fucked up.
11:14 PM
Brittaney: well that is ture
11:15 PM
me: whose side are you on again?
Brittaney: mine
who else?
me: shouldn't have asked
11:16 PM
Brittaney: not unless you wanted an honest answer
me: true.
11:17 PM
Brittaney: so you really going to bed?
me: yes
11:18 PM
Brittaney: ok
good
night
A LOT.
Can't deal with it? Tough :P
Arguing, more debating plotlines...
Holy crap! This chat was over 4 hours??? Darn w had too much time on our hands... -_-"
Again don't read this. Brain cell rot is inevitable.
6:27 PM
Brittaney: How you?
6:29 PM
hello?
6:30 PM
me: my ma says NO
this sucks ass
6:31 PM
anyways all is settled I'm changing degrees and all that stuff
ugh
Brittaney: it's fine cause my dad has taken tomorrow off. Though i will add he furious and a right ASSHOLE! I HATE HIM!!!!!!
6:32 PM
So what are you studying this time?
me: Dramatic arts and or fine arts and def taking up literature
6:33 PM
Brittaney: so you not gonna become a teacher?
me: sure i am
6:34 PM
Just take an extra year of edu so I can teach english.
Brittaney: ah i see. Cul so we'll prob finish uni at the same time. HAHAHAHA
No i highly doubt that
6:35 PM
me: :D obviously~
Brittaney: Ok so other than failing today how was your day?
me: wrote like a ton more.
My fingers ache...
sent Natz the new stuff on DA
Brittaney: really? Mmmmmmm interesting.
6:36 PM
let me read. pweeeeeseee (puppy dog eyes)
me: ...
after you ditched me when I needed support the most? Let me think about it
6:37 PM
Brittaney: hey you fucked up my plans.
We're even
6:38 PM
Oh you're annoyed that's great cause there's no word in the english dictionary that can explain how i feel at the moment!
me: Well you aren't emotionally traumatized.
Brittaney: no? What makes you so sure?
6:39 PM
me: Ok... I stand corrected. You aren't newly emotionally fucked up because a frd you truted threw it right back in your face when you were vulnerable.
6:42 PM
Brittaney: no well serves you right! I mean you really disappointed me. For fuck sake how else do you think i'm supposed to cope with that kind of news. Gees jen i may seem heartless but i do have feelings. And when my best friend turns around and tells me she failed, how was i supposed to respond: It's cool jen things happen.
Sure like i'm the type of person to say that.
But i will admitt i did go over board and i apologise. Icould have handled the situation better
6:43 PM
me: yeah just a tad miffed.
ok
on to other news...
6:44 PM
Brittaney: hehehehe cool
me: The weather It has been raining coconuts did you know?
Brittaney: lets not do this
me: currently eating one.
6:45 PM
Brittaney: Seriouslly if you wanna keep talking about it then by all means....let off some stream
me: Nope eating coconuts seem like a good topic for me
Brittaney: I disagree
6:46 PM
Though if you wanna change topics...let me read you recent work
pweeeeeessssseeeee
me: talk about what exactly?
6:47 PM
Brittaney: your writing?
6:48 PM
me: ah...
where were you again?
6:49 PM
Brittaney: what didn't look natural were my parents...something something...looked like their cat died then got microwaved and eaten....i think that's how it went
6:50 PM
me: ah..
What’s going on? And why do they look like their cat died and got stuck in a microwave and then eaten?
Whatever it was. It was heavy. And I really didn’t want to know. Unfortunately, life had a way of not working with what I wanted.
The Fiancé
“Look we need to talk Dom.” My dad wasn’t calling me monkey or brat. That means he’s being dead serious.
Sitting on one of the several couches and lounges arranged haphazardly in a kind of semi circle around the small TV, my parents stood in front of me with stony faces. It wasn’t that strange but ma usually had a face that told you a smile was floating pretty close.
“Ok, Mr and Mrs Sawyer. What can humble little me do for you today?”
When their expressions didn’t change and Dad actually started frowning I quickly tried to abandoned the Try-to-lighten-the-mood idea. Cause it really wasn’t working right then.
5 minutes
6:56 PM
Brittaney: carry on
me: “Love. You’re going to turn 16 in a months’ time.” This time it was my ma.
“Oh if that’s what you’re worried about, I promise I won’t go about like a bunny sowing wild oats. You don’t have to worry about me coming home pregnant, I’ll use condoms promise.”
What? The only excuse I have was that I was panicking and when I begin panicking I usually blurt out not quite appropriate things and begin to laugh manically. If this gets any worse I was very close to laughing like a deranged idiot.
“Dominic this is serious.”
I let out a curt laugh. I didn’t mean to, honestly. But the dead serious look in my Dads eyes freaked me out. “How serious? Like “Dominic you have fiancé that we chose for you at birth” sort of serious?”
The way they tensed as though I had hit the nail on the head but not on the right target had shivers clawing up my spine. “Not quite dearest. But you do have to find a fiancé.”
I looked first at my ma then at my Dad. They couldn’t be serious, but the heavy weight attempting to pull my stomach out of my butt and the way their eyes never left me told me otherwise.
“What do you mean? Like drag some poor bloke off the street and demand he marry me? Are you nuts? You wouldn’t wish your daughter on anyone would you? Who do you hate that much?”
6:58 PM
Brittaney: hahaha sounds just like you
6:59 PM
me: :D
7:00 PM
I wish I could stop my blathering. But that was one of those wishes that sat back and watched in horror as I did the exact opposite of that wish.
There, I saw the twitch of my ma’s lips. It’s good that she was trying to hide a smile, if she hadn’t cracked, I would have had a meltdown. Sombre moods could kill me. Theoretically it couldn’t but reality often didn’t agree with what theory stated as fact. It’s a mutual relationship so I heard.
“Ma you guys are joking right?”
She sighed. Face wiped clean of all humour, point blank soberness dared me to look away. “No dear. By the time you turn 16 you must have at least become engaged.”
“What?”
My Dad sat down heavily next to me. “Look kid. The actual law states you must have a mate by the time you turn 16. We are already very modern on our upbringing by not forcing you to marry someone we chose.”
I looked at with eyes that were no doubt filled with disbelief, or at least some sort of unnamed emotion that was definitely in the realm of perplexity. “Wow. What a long leash to tie me up with. And what kind of law is this? Is it in the small print? Because I have never heard of it before.”
7:02 PM
Brittaney: and?
me: leave you there for revenge?
7:03 PM
Brittaney: Nice. Fine have it your way. I do deserve it
me: :P
7:04 PM
Ma sat down on the other side of me. “Look love. Have you read Harry Potter?”
Taken aback by this completely different line I nodded. “Yeah? Obviously I have, you heard me complaining about everything in the book.”
She worried her lip with her teeth looking like a chipmunk.
“No ways! Don’t tell me you guys are hidden wizards and stuff. Because I will send you guys straight to an institute, parents or no.”
My Dad slapped my head none too gently. “I know you are under a lot of stress right now, but that was no call to take that kind of attitude with us.”
“Alright, alright… Sheesh. So tell me, how this is related to Harry Potter at all.” I rubbed the side of my ear which felt like it was burning.
“Our family isn’t quite normal. You have the blood of Angra Mainyu the Creator in your veins from my side.” Ma said.
“And the blood of Iblis, the Tester from mine.” Dad stared at his feet in silence.
“The Creator? As in God?” I stared at the two of them uncomprehendingly. It felt like being in the eye of a whirlwind, or what I imagined it to feel like. Knowing certain pandemonium was right behind comprehension.
7:05 PM
Brittaney: oooooooohhhh this is getting yummy
7:06 PM
me: “Your real name would be Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis.”
“Angra is another word for Chaos, Mainyu is another word for Spirit. Angra Mainyu was called the Chaotic Spirit because he defied everything and strived beyond the set rules of everything known to discover the unknown. In our world being of his line is to be practically royalty.”
I stared at my mother as though she was speaking gibberish. “And the other God I am related to apparently? And I’m what? A godly princess in this so called world? You two are really bonkers.”
My Dad sighed. “Angra Mainyu is a Spirit, not a God. But even so brat, a Spirit is much better than a demon.”
The despair in his voice made my hands clammy and my heart tightened for him. Where was my Dad that was consistently brash, honest and willing to wrestle any idea or concept that defied his own? He was looking like a deflated old man. I just didn’t understand what was going on.
“Honey…”
7:07 PM
Brittaney: go on
7:08 PM
me: My mother had a painful look in her brown eyes. Looking towards me she sighed. “Look, a mating like mine and your Dad’s is looked down on. His ancestor is on a lower level than mine. Far lower than a King a and a peasants level. Do you understand?”
“No but I’m trying to. Is that why nana and gramps don’t get along with Granddad and Grandma?”
“Kind of like that. Bottom line is, you are in a world hidden within a world. You are different to those around you.”
“Are you talking about B and them, Dad? How am I different to them?”
He smiled, “No. They are the same as you, the Tarsals and Rania. They know everything, no doubt they will be dying to tell you anything you want to know. They are a part of your world Dom.”
“But B isn’t married or engaged! And she’s seventeen!”
Ma gave me an odd look, “Really? Ask about the pendant she always wears.”
“B is married?” I stood up. I managed to do that on the third try, for some reason my knees didn’t want to work. “I’m still… It’s just… I think I need to go sleep.”
My parents watched me stagger past them and disappear into the corridor. I seriously had no idea how I got to my bed that night. All I knew was that, my life had been twisted inside out and upside down and my mind hadn’t been able to take it.
7:11 PM
Brittaney: oooooohhhhhh i'm MARRIED YIPPEEEEEEE! come on come on i want more
7:12 PM
me: hmm...
7:13 PM
Brittaney: don't do it jen....
me: It seemed like I had finally fallen asleep despite my daze about everything, because the next thing I knew, I woke up to the stupid sunlight invading my room and promptly decided that I really didn’t want to go to work today. And I had a couple of friends I needed to talk to about getting married, which by the way, is SO not going to happen anytime soon.
“Hello?”
“What? You still sleeping?”
“Dom? Do you know what time it is?”
“I know it’s only two in the afternoon you vampire, but explain this to me and explain it to me pronto.”
Her voice was still groggy but I seemed to have her attention. “If it’s not life or death, I give you to Andrew as experimental fuel.”
“Yeah, sure. Whatever. Why is my name Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis? And why do I have to get a man by next month?”
There was a meaningful silence. I think I was half hoping that she would yell at me for waking her up for utter nonsense.
“You’re a descendant of Angra Mainyu! Oh my grandmother in heaven. Wow, I never knew you were so high up.”
“So this wasn’t just some sick joke my parents were playing on me to screw with my head?”
“Nope. Hey you know one of my better ancestors is Yasna?”
I stared at the phone as though it had sprouted wings and mooed at me before putting it back to my ear. “Pardon?”
“Yasna. You know, the Angra Mainyu’ twin? The Inspirers’ twin. We’re related, how cools that?”
Brittaney: You know you wanna tell me
7:15 PM
YAY WE'ere related yipppeeee
7:16 PM
me: No...
7:17 PM
Me and Rania are
Brittaney: aaaaahhhhh lame
I thought you might have been talking to me.
Ok well carry on please
7:18 PM
me: “I was hoping you’d tell me this was just a strange dream and I would wake up soon.”
“Oh… Ok.” She lowered her voice and made it husky, “This is just a strange dream. You shall wake up soon.”
“Really?”
“Nope. It’s so strange that you know nothing. But considering whom your mom married I’m not surprised, Iblis, high ranking demon but still a demon. Wow your mother has guts.”
“What the hell does that mean? And why wouldn’t they have wanted me to know?”
“Well imagine trying to tell your kid that she or he was a social outcast because of the guy you married.”
I thought about it. “It’s that bad?”
“Can’t wait to tell my mum who your mum actually is! The look on her face will be priceless.”
“What do you mean?” Thoroughly confused now I sat up in my bed cell phone to ear and tried to pull shoes on.
“Well she always felt so snobbish about the friends I make, and now you mum is on a higher rank than us. I can’t wait.”
“What’s with the ranks?”
7:20 PM
Brittaney: ok i'll be back in half an hour i gotta eat. But i'll be waiting for the next part, hehehehehe
me: mwahaa~
10 minutes
7:31 PM
me: how was dinner?
Brittaney: you still online?
me: yup
how was dinner?
7:32 PM
Brittaney: it's good, i'm eating at my desk
7:33 PM
me: lol
me to
Brittaney: what you keating?
me: “Well, there are the gods, the spirits, the demons, and the mixed children. With the gods as the highest ranks and the mixed as the lowest. Also within the ranks there are also ranks.”
“I still don’t understand why my ma can’t marry my dad.”
“The girls of the demons can marry other guys from the demons, spirits and gods. Girls of the spirits can only marry other guys from the spirits and gods. And girls of the gods would only marry guys from the gods. Marrying a guy from a lower category is signing a social death certificate. Mixed children marry into, you know the plain boring children with no powers.”
“You’ve lost me.”
Rania gave a long suffering sigh. “WHAT do you parents teach you? I swear you are just like a parentless child. God you’re nearly come of age, you should be getting married not starting to learn about our world. That’s just STUPID.”
“What powers?”
“How did I know you were going to stick to that one little thing?”
“You call it little?”
“If you were brought up to it, it’s very little to be surprised by. Yes, powers Dom. Like I have an affinity to water, Andrew has an affinity to fire and has an affinity to earth. Being as your ancestors are both closely related to fire aspects, you’re probably also a fire.”
Brittaney: *eating
me: Oh me?I'm eating ramne
ramen
7:35 PM
Brittaney: yummy
ok carry on
7:36 PM
me: “And that means?” I felt like a kid that simply couldn’t understand how addition is related to multiplication.
“Go to work and I will get my mum to take me to the Circus at your lunch break.”
“Don’t bother, I’m not going today. Carol can handle the Tuesday traffic without me.”
There was a silence. Rania knew I never took days off work lightly. Aside from Mr Manager who deduct my wages and make my life hell about it, it just wasn’t in my nature to do something against my word.
“Ok meet you at your house or at the circus?”
“My house, I’ll call the Tarsals over and you guys can try to educate me.”
“Sure thing. See you just now.”
I looked at the dead phone before taking a deep breath. I knew in some part of my brain, I’m still trying to convince myself that I was having just an exceedingly bizarre dream. But most of the grey matter had already recognized reality and was working on autopilot to try work through this mess. Hands shaking I phoned a number I could dial in a coma.
“Hey B? No I don’t care what time it is, get a normal sleep pattern one would you? Anyways drag your ass over here and Drew’s too as well. You guy are going to tell me I’m not currently going insane.”
7:37 PM
Brittaney: since when does nat like water? and what kind of power do i have
7:38 PM
me: :D you shall see
anyways I got to leave you there.
there is literally no more
HAH
Brittaney: huh!?
lame
7:39 PM
me: :P
Brittaney: oki doki
can i ask?
me: Hey i gave you practically most of chap 3
give me a break
Brittaney: why do you always send blank messagers?
7:40 PM
me: * freaking pages
balnk messages? wat you mean?
Brittaney: look up
7:41 PM
me: nope all my msgs show up to me...
anyways 8 pages in a day! leave me alone
Brittaney: ok well whatever.
7:42 PM
Ok i'll leave you be, i got a book of my own to write
anyways
7:43 PM
me: :D yay a reprieve
Brittaney: hahahaha fat chance, this is just so you have time to write some more
7:44 PM
me: ugh...
well... writers block need to finish my noodles first
Brittaney: yeah yeah yeah stop making excuses
7:46 PM
me: NOODLES are not an EXCUSE they are a proven and reliable method for the writers brain to FRESHEN up.
7:47 PM
Brittaney: it's never worked for me so therefore it's an excuse
7:48 PM
me: :P tried an tested by yours truly~ of COURSE it works. you are a fluke
7:49 PM
Brittaney: no i'm just normal
me: define normal...
7:50 PM
Brittaney: Look it up
I'm not about to waste my time teaching a SOON-TO-BE ENGLISH teacher
7:51 PM
me: ......
four years isn't soon to be...
7:52 PM
Brittaney: it's closer for you than me
7:53 PM
me: ... i suppose.
7:54 PM
Brittaney: ok
So you almost finished you food?
7:55 PM
me: no
Brittaney: Hurry up
me: no
:P
7:56 PM
Brittaney: Lame
7:57 PM
me: anything new?
7:58 PM
Brittaney: Just typing and talking to you. Oh and i managed to piss my dad off in record time today
Though i'm not proud of it
Seriously when men are mad DO NOT get in the car with them.
7:59 PM
you're more likely to arrive at your destination in peices than anything
me: :P or teenage asian girls who have not had enough sleep.
8:00 PM
Brittaney: Or people formally know as Beast when they have not had enough to read
Hint hint, nudge nudge
me: ... eating...
Brittaney: .............Typing........
8:02 PM
me: no definitely eating.
slowly...
8:03 PM
Brittaney: I gathered
8:04 PM
me: :D aren't you writing though?
8:05 PM
Brittaney: Yes i am
That's why it's taking me awhile to respond
me: mmm...
8:06 PM
Brittaney: what?
me: can you tell I'm enjoying my food with absolutedly no typing?
8:07 PM
Brittaney: not really
7 minutes
8:15 PM
Brittaney: Done?
8:16 PM
me: noe
Brittaney: noe?
8:18 PM
me: noe.
8:19 PM
Brittaney: Yeah i got that but what the hell is it supposed to mean?
me: just no. not done
8:20 PM
Brittaney: i guessed as much but hoping w
*hoping i was wrong
8:21 PM
me: :D
sowwy
5 minutes
8:27 PM
me: “Hey B? No I don’t care what time it is, get a normal sleep pattern one would you? Anyways drag your ass over here and Drew’s too as well. You guy are going to tell me I’m not currently going insane.”
“Huh?”
“Ok answer me this. B are you married?”
“Oh.” There was a long pause as she took this in before she responded. “Look I realize you are looking for a mate right now but like I said before am most definitely straight.”
“Oh God. I never meant that you doofus. Just drag your asses over here!”
Five minutes later, well they didn’t live that far, two disgruntled and completely drenched Tarsals entered what used to be a kitchen but was now a kitchen unskilfully disguised as a welcoming room. I eyed the clothes.
“Is it raining out there?”
Andrew scowled, earphones conspicuously absent. “B threw water at me to wake me up.”
8:28 PM
Brittaney: hahahaha figures he'd through some back at me
8:29 PM
me: :D
Brittaney: am i right?
me: you two are so predictable.
Brittaney: well yeah of course
8:31 PM
me: Andrew scowled, earphones conspicuously absent. “B threw water at me to wake me up.”
“And he hated to be the only one wet so he decided to return the favour with a hose pipe.” B looked about to murder someone. I tried my best not to imagine Andrew chasing B around the circus with the hose pipe.
“I’m surprised you two managed to make it here, what with you sibling love and all that.”
It was then that I noted the green pendant. Like Andrews old fashioned earphones, it was as attached to her as to become a part of her personality.
As though sensing my eyes on it B clasped her hand around it and looked away. “Yeah, it’s my wedding token.”
“But you’ve had it for years!”
“We’ve been engaged since I was twelve, obviously I’d have had it for years.”
8:32 PM
Brittaney: hahahahaha who is i wanna know, come one tell me
8:33 PM
*it
me: :D not telling yet
8:34 PM
Brittaney: ech...(sulks in a corned, and glares murderously at you)
8:36 PM
me: :D
8:39 PM
“We’ve been engaged since I was twelve, obviously I’d have had it for years.”
My mind boggled. “You were engaged since you were twelve?”
B shrugged, “Yeah well, my mother wanted to be on the safe side. You know if we haven’t found a mate we would have to marry the next eligible male that crosses our path. I prefer this way.”
I stared at Andrew, “You’re 16 right?”
Andrew pulled off his drenched boots to put them upside down on the shoes cupboard to dry, it looked like the two of them went swimming. “It’s different for guys. The rule or something is to make sure every girl is reproducing immediately once they are capable. After all in the Children of the Blood, there are so few women.”
“Children of the blood.” I repeated slowly. I must have sounded like I was saying another language. “Anyways ma will freak if you drip over her welcome mat, you know where the several bathrooms are, get changed and dry and meet me in my room ok?”
They Mmm’d me and stalked off dripping water everywhere.
8:42 PM
Brittaney: hehehe just as i would picture us hahahahaha
8:44 PM
more?
5 minutes
8:49 PM
me: hmm wait
Brittaney: oki doki
me: They Mmm’d me and stalked off dripping water everywhere.
Give or take twenty minutes we were all settled in my room. It took so long because Andrew was being fussy about my towels. Gay boys are so hard to please.
Because our house is built on a slope, my bedroom is actually on two levels. The door opens onto the lower section which is cut into the earth and the upper section is lifted more than halfway up the room where I could see weeds growing at the level of my windows. My Dad said it was like being cradled by the earth. I thought it was just squashy, after 15 years of living in it, it didn’t seems all that awesome.
8:50 PM
Brittaney: I'd idggs a room like that
*diggs
8:54 PM
me: B sat on the step ladder like stairs leading up to the loft and watched Andrew search for some good music to put on from my laptop from right above him I threw a stuffed toy parrot at B, trying to get her attention.
“Oi!”
She looked up at me baring her teeth. “You woke me up so early to throw things at me.”
I looked at her thoughtfully from between the fence that keeps me from falling onto the lower floor. “No you are quite right I ought to throws things that are far sharper and more perilous at you for keeping such a secret from me.”
Rolling over on my low bed, which was in all actuality just a mattress, I frowned at the ceiling. “I still don’t understand why they wouldn’t tell me.”
8:55 PM
Brittaney: oh i can, but lets read what you think
8:57 PM
me: Rolling over on my low bed, which was in all actuality just a mattress, I frowned at the ceiling. “I still don’t understand why they wouldn’t tell me.”
“How do you tell a child that they are the dregs of society?”
I stared at B. “Excuse me?”
“You, Dominic Angra Mainyu Iblis, are considered the lowest the lowest of the low, because you are Mixed.”
“What?” My eloquence these days…
8:58 PM
Brittaney: I can imagine
carry on
9:03 PM
me: “Blood of a Spirit, and Blood of a Demon. Even to mix the blood is more or less forbidden. It happens of course but even then, the male has to at least have higher ranking. However your mother had the higher ranking, meaning the purity of her blood is dispersed. That kind of thing is unforgivable.”
I felt like I was listening to English but for some reason I was not understanding. B must have seen it from my face because she sighed heavily, “God you are SO dense.”
“Oh shut up B.”
“Make me.”
Heavy ominous music thrummed through the room. B and I both looked at Andrew in unison. He held up his hands in mock surrender, “What? I thought it was suitable.”
Under the combined gaze of his sister and best friend he quickly changed it to some more cheery rock. B and I nodded in smug satisfaction and turned back to each other.
9:05 PM
Brittaney: wow i can just imagine B's frustration with Dom
9:08 PM
me: Yeah well you can't blame her... it's a whole new world you know.
Under the combined gaze of his sister and best friend he quickly changed it to some more cheery rock. B and I nodded in smug satisfaction and turned back to each other.
“So you are saying that in this society that I have never known existed, I am like the lowest of the low?”
“Pretty much. The scum on the street, the grit beneath the nail, the filth beneath the shoes, the bird dropping on the windshield.”
“I got the idea B.”
“Oh I was just getting started.”
“So I heard.”
The bell rang and I threw myself over the fence and off the loft before landing heavily on the table where Andrew was using the laptop.
“Must be Rain!” I yelled before hopping off the desk and away out the corridor.
Andrew grunted, unwilling to admit he was even slightly surprised, “I wouldn’t be surprised if she had the blood of a baboon somewhere in there.”
9:09 PM
Brittaney: Yeah but i kinda get what's going on and i'm not even the writer
Thought the reason could be because you're such a good writer
9:10 PM
me: Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
9:11 PM
Brittaney: I praise thee a wonderfull and exceptional writer in this world of creativity. You truely have a god given talent to write such magnificent work
9:13 PM
me: LOL
sheesh you're desperate.
Brittaney: how can you tell?
me: :P
9:14 PM
“Hey Rain, you’re late!” I yelled happily opening the door before I immediately slammed the door back again.
Reason?
The person behind the door wasn’t Rania. It was in fact the last person I would have imagined to be at my door. Three heavy slow knocks resounded on the thick wooden door. They seemed to say, “I know you’re there, I saw you before you slammed the door on me.”
When I still stood frozen behind the door another set of heavy knocks were delivered. These seemed to say, “I can knock forever you know.”
Brittaney: oh oh i just finished chapter four yipee
me: eh?
9:15 PM
Brittaney: i mean i just finished typing out my book's chapter four
me: oh... were you even reading what I was writing?
Brittaney: but do carry on, i have a feeling Gray man is about to make his appearance
9:16 PM
yes of course i CAN multitask unlike yourself
9:18 PM
me: SHIT you're good.
9:19 PM
Brittaney: Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
Yesh praise me, praise me, I might be able to write more tonight~
9:20 PM
oops that was only suppose to copy once
hahahaha well that backfired
9:23 PM
me: uh huh...
Reluctantly I opened the door an inch. A shadow from a wide brimmed hat fell across my face. “Are you going to let me in?”
“I know Dom. You can always take Rain as your mate! She’s turning sixteen in December you know.”
I’ve never wished the earth to open up and swallow B any more than I did right at that moment. I didn’t want to turn around and signal her that it wasn’t Rania and that she should go away and fetch help. It was already a very awkward situation; usually my customers don’t stalk me home. I dredged up a smile, “How can I help you sir?”
He regarded me from beneath the wide brimmed hat even as I felt B dribbling her fingers down my back making me twitch and bite my lip. Of all times to tickle me she chooses now.
9:25 PM
Brittaney: i love B's sense of timing its SO perfect hahahahahaha
9:28 PM
me: B loves tormenting people like that
9:29 PM
Brittaney: Kinda remind you of someone?
9:30 PM
me: ...hmmm? No not really
9:31 PM
Brittaney: oh ok
Anyways carry on
9:32 PM
me: His glittering green eyes regarded what must now be a very unnatural face peering back at him between the small space of the door and doorframe. “I’d like you to let me in.”
Again that sinfully rich voice, saying things far more suggestive than “More hot water.” I’m pretty sure my brain was going to start malfunctioning. B’s hands stopped when he spoke, and I thought I was going to get a reprieve when I gasped involuntarily. B had redoubled her attacks. Even though I must have looked liked like I was in pain, The Customer’s face hadn’t changed one iota. Maybe he was too stunned by my reaction.
I began wiggling desperately to get B off me, unfortunately when your face is jammed between a door and a door frame, there isn’t very far you can run away. Sweating slightly I groaned out, “Hold on a minute.” Before slamming the door on him and attacking B.
9:36 PM
Brittaney: i'm jus guessing here but B starts laughing her ass off
me: pretty much
9:37 PM
Brittaney: sweet jus what i was expecting of her. so what happens next
This is also a guess but do mr gray and dom ge hicked?
*get
9:38 PM
me: keep guessing
9:39 PM
Brittaney: i did say it was a guess...or does that mean i'm right?
9:40 PM
me: keep guessing
Brittaney: Fine, then tell me what happens next
me: And his name is Morpheus
Brittaney: Whatever i'm only addressing him the way B does, hehehehe
9:41 PM
me: “Are you insane?!”
I leaped on my outright laughing tormentor, part time friend and wrestled her to the ground. “What did you think you were doing?”
“Humiliating you, of course. What else?” B giggled, and struggled beneath me trying to get her hands away from where I held them to her sides to continue tickling me. Out of breath myself, it was difficult to keep her still. “Well quit it! I need to send this guy home!”
“Why would you wish to do that?”
I hadn’t realized he had come in until his deep smooth voice slide across my skin raising goose bumps.
9:42 PM
Brittaney: in your honet opinnion tell me if this sentence sounds right: . It’s just that I actually came to see you precisely about that fact
9:45 PM
me: see you about precisely that fact
that sounds better
9:46 PM
Brittaney: oh you are so busted, hehehehe what happened next?
9:47 PM
Yay thanks and you're right
9:48 PM
me: erm...
9:50 PM
Brittaney: Come on what happened next
me: hadn’t realized he had come in until his deep smooth voice slide across my skin raising goose bumps. “Because I normally send stalkers away?”
“Do I classify as a stalker?”
Someone should use that voice as a weapon of mass destruction and get world domination easily. A wry voice underneath me noted, “Well, he’d be one hell of a sexy stalker.”
I looked down at B and poked her pendant meaningfully. She just grinned at me, “Don’t be jealous, I’m taken but I can still look.”
“I’m not freaking jealous!” I sprang up and faced my foe. Blushing when I realized I barely reached his chin, he never seemed so tall sitting down.
9:51 PM
Brittaney: oooohhhh i like tall men, what comes next?
9:53 PM
me: “This is my house and you are trespassing.” I tried to pull off a stern schoolmaster kind of voice. It sounded quite squeaky I must admit. Ok so it needed a little work.
And then he did something I could never have defended myself against. His lips moved and his one cheek dimpled. It was such a slight smile but it’s effect sent my mind reeling. So much that I stood there like a vegetable trying to reel it back for a full second.
Brittaney: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA you sure have away with words LMAO
9:56 PM
how do you spell to shay?
me: shay?
9:57 PM
Well, S... and then a H and then an A and then you end with a Y
Brittaney: HA HA HA nevermind i got it it's touche'
9:59 PM
me: “Dom. You really should just sleep with him and get over it.” The wry voice behind me woke me out my stupor and I stared with a kind of fixed fascinated horror at Andrew. He was going to make his move now, and the hot albeit with a slight stalker syndrome, gorgeous man would be out of reach forever.
What happened next I couldn’t have predicted, Andrew bowed.
Andrew? Bowing? What the hell?
10:00 PM
Brittaney: oooooohhhh now you've really caught my interest
gimme gimme gimme more
10:01 PM
me: yo gonna kill me
Brittaney: Oh i finished chapter 5 now
10:03 PM
me: you're gonna kill me.
10:04 PM
Brittaney: Probably especally if you say that's all you've written and can't carry on anymore
10:05 PM
me: ...erm...
Brittaney: yes?
10:09 PM
me: er...
toilet break
Brittaney: ahuh, ok. So i'll see you in what lets say 5 mins..tops
5 minutes
10:15 PM
me: hmmm?
Brittaney: yes?
10:17 PM
me: ah
yes
erm you know about the story...
10:18 PM
the one that is currently 36 pgs long...
Brittaney: yes? I'm so looking forward to the next bit
oh really so you've written more, oooohhhh gooooody
10:19 PM
me: eh.... eh he he...
you know about that...
Brittaney: mhmmm
10:22 PM
me: it's not... em...
d
o
n
e
Brittaney: o
h
r
e
a
l
ly
well that's Highly displeasing
10:23 PM
you know why?
me: w
h
y
?
10:24 PM
Brittaney: because
youj
ust
signedy
ur
own
death
WARRENT
hehehe
10:26 PM
me: er....
great...
10:27 PM
wait hold up I might have something for you~
Brittaney: Oh i'm listening
me: Andrew? Bowing? What the hell?
“I am Andrew Tarsal Dantalion. Blood of Dantalion.”
“I am Morpheus Septimus Surrusses, Blood of Gudan Surrusses. I am honoured to meet you.”
“I m honoured to have met you.”
I watched the ritual with a sense of perplexity. What the hell was going on? B stood up immediately and brushed herself down. “He’s an Elite!”
“Oh god! A Surrusses! Why didn’t you tell me he was a Surrusses?”
She shook me like a ragdoll.
“I couldn’t remember his name.” Green eyes flicked to me, was that disbelief in those emotionless eyes?
10:29 PM
Brittaney: mmmmmmmmm, ok you'er free to live another day. hehehe nicely done
*you're
10:30 PM
me: I shrugged defensively, “What? I couldn’t.”
B eyed me then with an expression not quite short of being amazed. “Wait, you mean he gave you his blood name?”
“Yeah, and?”
B curtsied in her nonexistent skirt towards my stalker and dragged me away and to the other side of the lopsided house, which is kind of hard considering I didn’t want to be dragged and to get to the other side of the house there was so many twists and turns to go through.
“Males only give their blood names to females who they wish to be considered as potential husbands!”
I stared at her for a long moment after she hissed that into my ear.
“Oh I’m sorry, did you pull me all the way here just to tell me that?”
“Well, yeah. Don’t you know who he is!”
“No.” We locked eyes for a while before she collapsed onto the floor. She muttered at her feet. “This is so…”
“Exasperating?”
“Murderously so.”
10:31 PM
Brittaney: hehehehehe nice choice of words
10:33 PM
me: “Oh so you know how I feel now. Besides, he thought I was a guy. So it’s all good.”
I slumped into one of the benches flung around the courtyard. Dad looked at the art of furnishing the house as a type of abstract art, which is probably why have a dozen sets of furniture never together and absolutely everywhere. Like Kitchen counter in the bathroom kind of everywhere.
Suddenly B revived, her face appearing way too close to mine with a sense crazy glee “He thinks you’re a guy?”
“Yes?”
“Oh my carrot…”
I didn’t get much out of her afterwards. Probably because she was laughing so hard.
10:35 PM
Brittaney: oh that's good i like that, but seriously does Dom look like a guy?
me: Yus
childish boy kind of guy
Brittaney: oh that's a let down
10:36 PM
me: lol why?
I mean she could be cute but she find her feminie side boring
10:37 PM
Brittaney: i find it sad, the main character should be hot not dorky
anyways what happens next
10:38 PM
me: not telling
Brittaney: fine by me
me: lolz
I've gone past my five page quota today
Brittaney: what you laughing at?
10:39 PM
me: I've done like 8 pages O.o' it's scary.
Brittaney: 5 pages!? is that it?
That's pathetic
me: 5 a day
yes
that's a lot in type
10:40 PM
Brittaney: yeah i guess, though in the time i've been talking to you i've written 4 pages already
10:41 PM
me: shite
in type?
Brittaney: and i'm still going hehehehehe, even though i'm kinda cheating
yeah of course
me: cheating?
10:42 PM
Brittaney: well i've written more than half my book alredy i'm just typing it out now
how big is your type?
me: 12
10:43 PM
Brittaney: snap
10:44 PM
me: snap?
Brittaney: it means i'm also writting in the same size font. Hello? i'd expect you to know that much in slang
10:45 PM
sheesh where have you been for the past decade
?
me: under a rock
I even named it, it's called
MOTHER
10:46 PM
Brittaney: LMAO!!!!!!
10:47 PM
me: tis treu though
true
10:49 PM
Brittaney: yeah i guess. so what's new?
10:52 PM
hello?
me: yes?
Brittaney: you gonna answer my last question?
10:53 PM
me: wat question?
Brittaney: look up
me: where have you been for the past decade?
or Hello?
no other questions
10:54 PM
Brittaney: ok then i'll remid yo: yeah i guess. so what's new?
*you
10:55 PM
me: what?
Brittaney: never mind
10:56 PM
me: ?
Brittaney: oh you haven't told me what you honestly think of my book
me: it's good.
I can see t as a manga
10:57 PM
Brittaney: really?
YAY!!!
10:58 PM
me: Yeah It's good I'm just not going to be the one who turns it into a manga
Brittaney: ECH....lame
me: way too difficult a project and i would end being such an annoying perfectionist that you'd probably kill me
11:00 PM
Brittaney: fine fine i get it, i'll just ahve to fine someone else who's willing to split the earning 60/40
*have
me: :D good for you
I shall wait to read it~
11:01 PM
Brittaney: cool
so i take by your reply you don't wanna read the next chapter
me: NO
11:02 PM
I WANT THE NEXT CHAPTER
Brittaney: you sure? i just don't think you're ready
me: ...why?
11:03 PM
Brittaney: cause you might get addicted and i don't think i'll beable to write enough untill you're satisfied
hehehehehehe
11:04 PM
me: ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
...
you suck
Brittaney: but if you insist i'll give you taste of what's to come
just to piss you off, hehehehe
11:06 PM
me: ...
Brittaney: what? are you waiting?
11:07 PM
me: no
gud nite
u suck
11:08 PM
Brittaney: you know just as well as i do that i blow not suck, hehehe and i will let you read it it you want
me: ending conversation here
good bye
Brittaney: u suck
11:09 PM
me: And blow
Brittaney: oh my that's new, who was he? tell me everything
me: LOL
11:10 PM
rem, my ex tyrel?
Brittaney: you serious!?
me: yes.
11:11 PM
The first and last time ever
Brittaney: wow you go jen!
sniff my little girl is growing up i'm so happy
me: er.....
Brittaney: she might actually get laid before she dies
11:12 PM
me: ha
ha
funny
Brittaney: though it might actually turn out to be true
well i hope so
11:13 PM
me: what that I get laid before I die? Wow, and my sis only told me today that my priorities were twisted and fucked up.
11:14 PM
Brittaney: well that is ture
11:15 PM
me: whose side are you on again?
Brittaney: mine
who else?
me: shouldn't have asked
11:16 PM
Brittaney: not unless you wanted an honest answer
me: true.
11:17 PM
Brittaney: so you really going to bed?
me: yes
11:18 PM
Brittaney: ok
good
night