I watched Ephram absentmindedly walk into his room. He looked like he was concentrating too hard on something. Then he fumbled with his stereo, almost adjusting the music to blaring and lied down on his bed. He still hadn't seen me,perched on his desk. Most of been some hell of a thought.
"What the hell are you doing here?!"he jumped up and asked,stunned.
"I told you I was coming. I can actually repeat it. I said exactly,and I quote exactly, "I'm gonna see this Amy girl if its the last thing I get to do before I die."and then you replied with a simple "Yeah,alright." which I think you said to please me."I told him.
"But you never said that you were coming this soon."he replied.
"Nope,you just got bad memory,I told you I'd be coming pretty soon as in a week or so.That's not a quote, just a fact.You totally still do suck at math,I might add.But if you don't want me here,I can easily take the four in the morning one..."I trailed off.
"And you never got past basic English but let's not bring that us shall we?I want you here alright. But you might wanna leave after a day, it gets boring as crap in an instant."he said.
"That's why I came man! I can maybe make it a little better by raising a little hell while I'm here,then it won't be as bad for you when I leave."I said,already devising a plan.
"Ah,that's quite alright. I don't want to be banished from here, just make everybody mad. You'd get somebody all the way in on the west coast ticked if you started something here."he smirked.
"Well,I thank you for such a highly complement."I replied.
"Here,let's go downstairs. My dad's probably wondering why the music stopped so abruptly."he said leading me out here and downstairs.
"Is that you Delia?"I questioned the little girl sitting at the kitchen bar, nibbling on a PopTart.
"Who are yo-? Wait,aren't you Scug?"she questioned,peering with curious eyes.
"There's only one copy of me. Well,I think there's CopyCat Scug in Wales,but he's totally opposite and lives on a moor."I said creatively.
"So it is you. I remember now. How's Rory?"she asked after giving me a quick hug.
"He's still...Rory."I said,not knowing quite how to explain it. He wasn't quite talking to me yet so I couldn't tell her if I wanted to.
"And you remember my father,Dr.Andy Brown?"he said,introducing us.
"Kinda sorta,how goes Doc ?"I asked,extending my hand.
"I kinda sorta remember you too,well actually not at all,but everything's fine."he said after whiping his hand on a dish towel.
"You outa remember me,I was only at your house every waking minute."I said.
"I remember that Ephram told me you had the shaved head there."he said thinking back. I then shot Ephram a dangerous look.
"I couldn't let the opportunity pass,"Ephram said sauntered, giving me a cheesy grin.
"Oh,"Andy said to himself,watching us tentively."So how long you staying?"he then said,trying to break the awkwardness.
"Um,a few days,as long as you'll put up with me really."I said."I'll probably go after a few though,Dulcie might decide to invest in a coffin."I said sarcastically although it came out all too dry. We'd already done that,the two of us that is.
"Oh,okay.Your welcome to stay as long as you need to."he said. From Ephram's view it would have seemed like just as long as I wanted. But what Andy really meant is that he wanted me to stay as long as it would take me to tell Ephram and to clear everythign up.
"Yeah,cool,thanks."I said smoothly,pushing the thought to the back of my head.
"Just outa curiousity Dad,are you cooking tonight?"Ephram asked. I'd heard about his father's cooking between the both of them and it wasn't quite polished.
"Yeah,I was. How about this. You guys go out and get something and do whatever else you want to,get some movies,and swing back here?"he suggested,knowing that I shouldn't stay out too long.
"Sounds alright,Matt? What about you?"he asked.
"Uh,sure,sounds cool to me too."I said.
"Alright,well you guys have fun,don't raise to much hell together though. I guess we'll be over at Nina's if you need anything."he said grabbing Delia's jacket that was slung over a chair.
"Bye,"Ephram said,seeing them to the door.
"Yeah,see ya."I replied.
It was quite hard to act as if I hadn't known Andy. We'd unfortunatly become close 'friends' within the last few months,with all his emergency trips to Manhattan. Ephram suspected something was wrong but not me and especially not cancer. Nobody ever suspected it all - I didn't even see it coming.
"So,what'll it be? We have a diner, Mama Joy's;and an Italian and Chinese place,Gino Chang's. You're pick."Ephram said,presenting me with dinner choices.
"Italian and Chinese?"I inquired.
"Long story,but it's about the equivilent of Frank serving us."he summed up for me. Frank was a drag queen as he would put it,who worked many various jobs. Starbucks,Mars2112,and Ray's Bagels just to name a few.
"Well then it's a deal. You know what, I need a shower,you know just in case we run into this Amy angel. Can you appoint me in that direction?"I asked sarcastically.
"Yeah,sure."he said leading me out into the hallway."The bathroom is right there,scream real loud if you need anything."he said,handing me a towel.
"Alright,thanks."I said,taking it and walking down the hallway to the bathroom.
As soon as Ephram left me,the pain inflamed like a severe burn. It shot up from my eyes to my temples,way too close to each other for comfort. I dropped to the ground and rubbed my temples contently as the pain intensified. The pain was equal to a thousand little shards of glass being jammed between your skin and you skull. Not any room to shift it to a side, just barely enough to keep it from protruding out of your scalp. I then squeezed my head with both my palms,hoping to make it cease.
"Please God,make it stop!"I said in an anguished whisper as the pain went on triumphantly. A silent tear ran down my cheek. It made me wish I would have never came in the first place. If I was still home, Dulcie would have automatically rushed to my side and sat with me, giving me the abundant amounts of pills that it took to make the pain dull just the slightest little bit.
I had a whole lot of pills jammed into my pockets and in my bag. Dulcie had made sure that I wouldn't run out. She made sure I had the 'vomit' pills that usually stopped the pain for a little while,but its unfortunate side effects made me heave my insides out usually. I was tempted to great extremes to take two or three of them. But I had no choice. I didn't want Ephram to know so I had to deal with it myself. Then the pain was joined by it's extended family. It felt like staples boring into my skull. If only I could make it stop.....
I watched with alert eyes as I saw Matt cower in the middle of the hallway,holding onto his head. He rubbed his temples contently as he rocked himself slowly. He also seemed to be mumbling something to himself,ensconced in deep thought. It was hard to understand what he was saying. I was going to proceed to help him but instead thought it better to suggest it lightly while we were out. Probably just another hangover or something.....
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Sadly,the big surprise might have to wait a little bit, my school work is catching up to me and my big brother is coming home on the weekend,probably leaving with about three hours of downtime which I plan to attempt to sleep in the duration. If I end up having another sick day from school,I'll make the surprise but no promises. It'll be up by Sunday I hope. How do you guys like the POV changes? I hope I made it clear, I try to state everybody else's name in the first few paragraphs so you can figure out who it is. One last thing though,for those of you who still read this (which isnt very many sadly...) what is another instrument that you want Ephram to play? I've got something in mind but I wanna compare. Next chapter up pretty soon I think.
Happy reading,
Carla
"What the hell are you doing here?!"he jumped up and asked,stunned.
"I told you I was coming. I can actually repeat it. I said exactly,and I quote exactly, "I'm gonna see this Amy girl if its the last thing I get to do before I die."and then you replied with a simple "Yeah,alright." which I think you said to please me."I told him.
"But you never said that you were coming this soon."he replied.
"Nope,you just got bad memory,I told you I'd be coming pretty soon as in a week or so.That's not a quote, just a fact.You totally still do suck at math,I might add.But if you don't want me here,I can easily take the four in the morning one..."I trailed off.
"And you never got past basic English but let's not bring that us shall we?I want you here alright. But you might wanna leave after a day, it gets boring as crap in an instant."he said.
"That's why I came man! I can maybe make it a little better by raising a little hell while I'm here,then it won't be as bad for you when I leave."I said,already devising a plan.
"Ah,that's quite alright. I don't want to be banished from here, just make everybody mad. You'd get somebody all the way in on the west coast ticked if you started something here."he smirked.
"Well,I thank you for such a highly complement."I replied.
"Here,let's go downstairs. My dad's probably wondering why the music stopped so abruptly."he said leading me out here and downstairs.
"Is that you Delia?"I questioned the little girl sitting at the kitchen bar, nibbling on a PopTart.
"Who are yo-? Wait,aren't you Scug?"she questioned,peering with curious eyes.
"There's only one copy of me. Well,I think there's CopyCat Scug in Wales,but he's totally opposite and lives on a moor."I said creatively.
"So it is you. I remember now. How's Rory?"she asked after giving me a quick hug.
"He's still...Rory."I said,not knowing quite how to explain it. He wasn't quite talking to me yet so I couldn't tell her if I wanted to.
"And you remember my father,Dr.Andy Brown?"he said,introducing us.
"Kinda sorta,how goes Doc ?"I asked,extending my hand.
"I kinda sorta remember you too,well actually not at all,but everything's fine."he said after whiping his hand on a dish towel.
"You outa remember me,I was only at your house every waking minute."I said.
"I remember that Ephram told me you had the shaved head there."he said thinking back. I then shot Ephram a dangerous look.
"I couldn't let the opportunity pass,"Ephram said sauntered, giving me a cheesy grin.
"Oh,"Andy said to himself,watching us tentively."So how long you staying?"he then said,trying to break the awkwardness.
"Um,a few days,as long as you'll put up with me really."I said."I'll probably go after a few though,Dulcie might decide to invest in a coffin."I said sarcastically although it came out all too dry. We'd already done that,the two of us that is.
"Oh,okay.Your welcome to stay as long as you need to."he said. From Ephram's view it would have seemed like just as long as I wanted. But what Andy really meant is that he wanted me to stay as long as it would take me to tell Ephram and to clear everythign up.
"Yeah,cool,thanks."I said smoothly,pushing the thought to the back of my head.
"Just outa curiousity Dad,are you cooking tonight?"Ephram asked. I'd heard about his father's cooking between the both of them and it wasn't quite polished.
"Yeah,I was. How about this. You guys go out and get something and do whatever else you want to,get some movies,and swing back here?"he suggested,knowing that I shouldn't stay out too long.
"Sounds alright,Matt? What about you?"he asked.
"Uh,sure,sounds cool to me too."I said.
"Alright,well you guys have fun,don't raise to much hell together though. I guess we'll be over at Nina's if you need anything."he said grabbing Delia's jacket that was slung over a chair.
"Bye,"Ephram said,seeing them to the door.
"Yeah,see ya."I replied.
It was quite hard to act as if I hadn't known Andy. We'd unfortunatly become close 'friends' within the last few months,with all his emergency trips to Manhattan. Ephram suspected something was wrong but not me and especially not cancer. Nobody ever suspected it all - I didn't even see it coming.
"So,what'll it be? We have a diner, Mama Joy's;and an Italian and Chinese place,Gino Chang's. You're pick."Ephram said,presenting me with dinner choices.
"Italian and Chinese?"I inquired.
"Long story,but it's about the equivilent of Frank serving us."he summed up for me. Frank was a drag queen as he would put it,who worked many various jobs. Starbucks,Mars2112,and Ray's Bagels just to name a few.
"Well then it's a deal. You know what, I need a shower,you know just in case we run into this Amy angel. Can you appoint me in that direction?"I asked sarcastically.
"Yeah,sure."he said leading me out into the hallway."The bathroom is right there,scream real loud if you need anything."he said,handing me a towel.
"Alright,thanks."I said,taking it and walking down the hallway to the bathroom.
As soon as Ephram left me,the pain inflamed like a severe burn. It shot up from my eyes to my temples,way too close to each other for comfort. I dropped to the ground and rubbed my temples contently as the pain intensified. The pain was equal to a thousand little shards of glass being jammed between your skin and you skull. Not any room to shift it to a side, just barely enough to keep it from protruding out of your scalp. I then squeezed my head with both my palms,hoping to make it cease.
"Please God,make it stop!"I said in an anguished whisper as the pain went on triumphantly. A silent tear ran down my cheek. It made me wish I would have never came in the first place. If I was still home, Dulcie would have automatically rushed to my side and sat with me, giving me the abundant amounts of pills that it took to make the pain dull just the slightest little bit.
I had a whole lot of pills jammed into my pockets and in my bag. Dulcie had made sure that I wouldn't run out. She made sure I had the 'vomit' pills that usually stopped the pain for a little while,but its unfortunate side effects made me heave my insides out usually. I was tempted to great extremes to take two or three of them. But I had no choice. I didn't want Ephram to know so I had to deal with it myself. Then the pain was joined by it's extended family. It felt like staples boring into my skull. If only I could make it stop.....
I watched with alert eyes as I saw Matt cower in the middle of the hallway,holding onto his head. He rubbed his temples contently as he rocked himself slowly. He also seemed to be mumbling something to himself,ensconced in deep thought. It was hard to understand what he was saying. I was going to proceed to help him but instead thought it better to suggest it lightly while we were out. Probably just another hangover or something.....
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Sadly,the big surprise might have to wait a little bit, my school work is catching up to me and my big brother is coming home on the weekend,probably leaving with about three hours of downtime which I plan to attempt to sleep in the duration. If I end up having another sick day from school,I'll make the surprise but no promises. It'll be up by Sunday I hope. How do you guys like the POV changes? I hope I made it clear, I try to state everybody else's name in the first few paragraphs so you can figure out who it is. One last thing though,for those of you who still read this (which isnt very many sadly...) what is another instrument that you want Ephram to play? I've got something in mind but I wanna compare. Next chapter up pretty soon I think.
Happy reading,
Carla
