Forever Sinners:
Chapter VI—Envy
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A/N: Yeah I know I promised to explain how in Hell you would be tormented for your sins, but that comes in the next chapter. This chapter deals with Todd being hit on. You probably all know by who. I didn't do good at showing "envy" I don't think. ~ashamed~ That's all. I hate being so predictable!
Disclaimers: Clones! That's right! Evilness! Jhonen-sama how could you make clones of yourself and not your creations! ACK! Put that sword down!! Gomen nasai! Ruri-chan didn't mean it! SOMEONE CALL 9-1-1!!
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Todd sat at the corner again, he had come back to work a few days after finding Jonathan. With the cops patrolling the area, it gave Todd some hope that they would find the murderer. Or perhaps, with all the patrol cars around, the killer would move to another area in fear of getting caught. Too bad he couldn't run away.
Johnny was still mad at him.
The elder hadn't spoken two words to him since their "fight" and it made Todd wish he hadn't said anything.
"Mr. Casil." A gruff voice called through his reverie.
"Y-Yes?" I have to stop spacing out like that…
"I came in to ask you if you had seen any suspicious people."
"No, just the usual." Stoners…druggies…
"If you do see anyone who you think may be the killer, please call us." The officer turned on his heel and walked out the door.
"Why do policemen always frighten me?" Todd knew they were there to help, but he couldn't help being afraid in their presence.
Because officers like that think they are God? Schmee voiced his opinion.
"That's blunt."
I always am.
"I wish I could be like that." Todd whispered softly, touching the plush fur of his teddy bear.
You could be.
"Really…?"
Of course. All you have to do is… The twinkling of the door opening stopped the conversation. I'll tell you later. You have to work, you know.
"I know, I know." Todd nodded absent-mindedly.
"I can't believe Jon's dead." One boy cried out, walking to an empty booth near the cash register.
"Dude, that happened like days ago." Another complained to the first.
"So? I wanna talk about it now."
"Whatever." The second groaned. "Get some munchies, dude."
"Right." Todd watched as the third moved through the aisles for some "munchies."
"Actually…I think Jon asked for it." The first put his hands behind his head, casually.
What?! Asked for it? Todd tried to hide the shocked look on his face.
"Huh? What are ya talkin' about?"
"Didn't you know Jon was a faggot?" He waved his hands around in a laid-back manner.
"No way!"
"Yeah, I heard that his boyfriend," the first and second took a turn to make gagged faces, "dumped him. So, he was…you know…really desperate…"
Todd blocked the voices of the two druggies out of his head. How can they talk like that about Jon? I didn't know him well enough to make assumptions, but he still was a good guy. How can they say that? Would someone say that about me? //Todd Casil was a faggot and we're all happy he is dead.// How…how cruel.
Assholes. Hope they rot in Hell. Schmee growled underneath the counter. Todd, for once, couldn't help to agree.
"Idiots, aren't they?"
"H-Huh?" Todd lifted his head to meet two flashing ruby eyes. Almost like…Pepito's…
"Those boys," The man waved a gloved hand toward the table, who were too caught up in their own talk to notice him, "They laugh, but in reality, if that happened to them I doubt they would find it as funny."
Todd gave a short nod, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Why is he talking to me?
He had never had anyone talk to him out of the blue, except Pepito and Johnny, but he wasn't sure if that counted. Having some stranger talk to him always made him nervous, even if that person was just asking for directions.
Having low self-esteem isn't good.
"I know, I know."
"You know what?"
"Oh!" Todd felt his face light up. He had to stop talking to Schmee in public. "No-Nothing."
"I'm sure you know something."
"Uh….yes…I…"
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" He gave a wolfish smile, which didn't help matters.
"….yes…" Came the small reply.
"I'm sorry then." The man pushed his bluish-black hair, which reminded Todd of Johnny's hair, out of his face. "I'll come back later when I don't."
"Oh…umm…you don't have to do that." Todd felt bad about hurting this stranger's feelings. "May I ask your name?" Schmee had told him it was always good to ask the name of a new friend. God, he felt like he was in elementary school again.
"Of course." Again he smiled his wolfish smile. "It's Richard."
"Richard…?"
"Does it matter?"
"N…no not really."
"Then you don't need to know it."
Todd…I don't like him.
For the second time of the day, Todd agreed with Schmee.
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TBC?
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@.@;; I got a bit melodramatic, I'm sorry!! Forgive me! I hate this chapter! ~hides~
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