" I don't know..." Zack was saying quietly. " He's sleeping in my brother's bed right now..... No, he slept on the couch..." Jake was so confused. He remembered nothing from the night before. He had no clue how he ended up here. Zack continued on his conversation. " It was crazy...... I don't know.. I wish I could say I knew what happened. He ever done anything crazy like that...." Jake got out of bed and stumbled o the floor. "Hey listen, I got to go... yes.... bye."
" My head still hurts." Jake said. Zack turned around and couldn't look him in the eye. Jake looked at him in confusion. " What?"
Zack replied ever so slowly. " Um, ... do you have any clue what happened last night?
At first, he remembered nothing. he talked through all what he could recall. He remembered headaches, and severe pain. A goth girl gave him some pills. He drank about 5-6 beers. Then i hit him like a mac truck.
" Damn!" Jake shouted as he sat back down.
" What? Tell me what you remember, it's serious. I never seen you like this before, are you ok?" Zack questioned with concern for his friend.
" Look, I am going to tell you something you can not tell anyone else, ok?"
"ok, go one," Zack said sitting on the desk chair.
Jake told him about the TV show an d the trip to Dr. Scott's. Zack was very confused and questioned him a lot.
" So , you are saying that Brad, Brad Majors is not your father? And your real father is an alien from another planet. Or the thingy he made in his lab?"
" That is what I figured."
" Um, I think you bumped your head a little two hard last night." Zack said as he was still shocked.
" LOOK!" Jake shouted and stood up. " I know it seems weird, and unbelievable! But we have written proof that it happened!! And these dreams I have been having, about having sex and all..."
" Um, do you have any clue what happened last night?" his friend pushed on even more.
" Yes, I had anther weird dream. I was in the castle and the people at the party were there. Look, I told you the dream already."
" Yeah, you did, but you have NO clue what you did last night, maybe while you were in this dream." Zack sternly told him.
" What? What did I do?" Jake said with a worried tone in his voice.
" Ok, this is not easy for me to say. But basically what you said in your dream, what you did while you were this Frank guy, you did to the people at the party. You looked as if you were in a trance, almost like a zombie. Pale as a ghost you were.."
Jake was in shock. " You .... mean.. I... I..." Jake staggered on.
" Yes," replied Zack, who felt sorry for his best friend since the first grade.
" Oh my god..." Jake said as he burred his head in his hand again. " What happened!! I never would have.. You know that!" His friend nodded in agreement. "What could have possessed me to do this!"
Silence passed. Jake did not know what to do. All this was hapenining too fast, especially since it shouldn't be happening at all. He was so confused. " what did the others say?"
" Um... they were just as shocked as all of us, except for those few...um, they just left right after.." He replied as Jake got up and left. Zack went after him, but Jake just took off in his car. Barely believing what had happened, Jake drove to nowhere. The town seemed deserted. He knew of no one he could turn to. No one would believe him for his story was too bizarre. "Oh my.." Jake said to himself. He knew who he could go to. Dr. Scott, yet again. He knows that the story was true, for it happened to him. Jake turned left at the next intersection and headed to Dr. Scott's house.
Meanwhile, back in the hotel room, Riff smiled to himself. His mission was soon to be over. Finally turning his attention to his sister, he gave her the 'I told you so' look. He went to his bag to get his laser.
"It's in the closet" Magenta said as she got up to get it. "What was your plan?"
"Doesn't matter, the truth came out anyway. You saw him, he acted just like our dead master had."
" But you have to remember, he was drunk." she said.
Riff turned to here and evily glared at her. " You doubting my judgment?" he shouted loudly. His sister just looked back down at the magazine she was reading. Riff Raff got out his lazer and sat down. He was planning when to kill him. He though it over a long time. " Maybe we should wait, just to make sure." Magenta smiled, she knew he always had to be one hundred percent certain before he took action.
Jake was sitting in a dark room, all along. Tons of chairs were set up in many rows. The air felt cold, but was soothing. The darkness finally revealed a glimmer of light as he saw a figure walking towards him. Jake recognized the man as Frank, and started o draw back in his uneasiness.
'Wait,' frank said as he stopped walking. ' Don't leave.' Jake decided to stay there for reasons he did not know why.
' Why?' Jake asked. ' Why have you been tormenting me in my dreams? Are you behind all that's been havening?'
Frank just sat down in one of the chairs in the front row. He glanced up at Jake and knew from his facial expressions that he was serious. 'Yes, kinda...'
' Yes, Kinda?' Jake yelled back. 'Yes or no, answer me with an honest answer. Why are you doing his to me?'
' I am just showing you how to have a good time...' Frank replied.
' A good time? How is having intercourse with people who don't want to do it having fun?'
' I knew you wouldn't understand,' he replied with a unhappy tone of voice as he started to get up to walk away.
'wait,' Jake said. he felt bad that he made him get up and look so upset. 'Tell me what I am to understand.;'
Frank turned around and tried to explain himself. 'This world is different from ours. Actually, I am different from my own world in a way. I just want to express myself, be different, and not have to worry about having to fit in a certain group just to be well liked. I am what I am, I do not disguise myself to people, I do what I want to do.'
'So if you want to screw someone, you are just going to do it? Does that seem remotely fair?' Jake said as he was both mad and confused.
'Is it any more fair that humans here on your planet be nice to their partners just to get sex? They manipulate them to get what they want. I come out in the open about all I want. If someone truly resists me in my actions, it will not happen. Do you understand?'
'No,' Jake said with an agitated voice.
'I researched human behavior while I was saying on earth. People disguise themselves to make them appear better to get what they want. I just flat out show what I am. I am not ashamed to be what I am. I think that people should not have to hide behind a mask all their lives. Do you remotely understand now?'
'I think so,' Jake replied uneasily.
'What was that for?'
'I do understand, in a way. The best I can understand you. You don't seem all that bad now that we talked...'
' You never thought I was that bad Jake'. Frank said as he smirked.
'How do you know?'
'You didn't repulse what idea I put into you at the beginning, you were willing to try it out, and you did have fun. And you didn't let me walk away.'
Jake didn't reply for he knew he was right. Something about this guy amazed him. Maybe it was his boldness to not care what his appearance was as long as he was happy. Something about the way he dress, it was odd, but fascinated him in a way. Jake dismissed that thought.
' Don't deny what you are. You may learn from letting yourself be what makes you happy.'
' Why do you care what I do to make me happy?' he said questioning his care.
'Because a father always wants he best for his son.'