Part 31
Having left stage Judas runs down a narrow halfway he`s never seen before.
Dark greay walls rise beside him, amplifying the hollow echoe of his shoes
on the stony floor. The dark musty hose-like hallway reminds him of another
hallway he once hurried along to betray his best friend not knowing that it
all had been planned long before. His best friend. Judas laughs scornfully.
His best friend didn`t hesitate to bring eternal damnation upon him. He
stole his life and now he was about to steal his love. Judas stops leaning
his head against the dusty wall. Uncried tears burn in his reddened eyes,
as never forgotten desire blazes in his heart. His love. Closing his eyes a
little smile creeps over his face as he pictures Olivia in his mind, her
lightbrown hair, her clear green eyes, her attitude so selfassured and yet
unsure. And she didn`t even realize how much she resembled Mary. She may
look different, her eyes may be green instead of brown, but still the
expression is the same. Teasing, warm, playful, serious, always full of
feeling. And oh her whole being. Absorbed in his thoughts Judas laughs
quietly. She hasn`t changed at all. He`s never known any woman, who`s so
caring, so soft and so keen on hiding it, trying so hard to appear cool and
distanced. And yet he`s always known what to say, how to look, what to do
to provoke her. How he enjoyed watching the emotions race across her face!
How he enjoyed seein her flush with indignation, the only emotion he could
hope for. From the beginning it had been clear that she belonged to Jesus.
He never would have thought....
And then it didn´t matter anymore. He tried to rescue them all, to save
their future; he never wanted Jesus to die. He only wanted him to stay out
of the Roman`s way, so things could settle down a bit. Little did he know
that it had all been planned, that he was just a little figure in a sordid
game. But how could he have looked into her eyes again?
And now - now would Jesus win again. Olivia wouldn`t come to him, not as
long as she thought she was supposed to love Jesus. Judas sighs. She
wouldn`t even admit that there had been a short moment of weakness, as Mary
never admitted that she loved him. Too strong were her feelings of guilt
and obligation towards Jesus. After all he had saved her, freed her, taken
her away from this life she hated so much.
Judas raises an arm and wipes a tear from his eyes with the sleeves of his
jacket. She has to know. She has to know that he loved her, that Jesus
isn`t the saint she thinks he is. He has to find her. His muscle tense as
he prepares to move on, as a mocking voice makes him stop again.
"Judas, are you crying?" Judas looks up and his eyes narrow when he recognizes Simon. He leans comfortably against the wall playing with a knife in his hands and smiles at Judas. Fastening the knife at his belt he approaches Judas a clear expression of contempt in his blue eyes. "God, what a whiney bag you are!" "Like always you have no idea what you`re talking about." Jduas shoots the lighthaired man a disparaging look and passes him. "Doesn`t Jesus want to share his toy?" Judas swings round his brown eyes sparkling vividly. "You know?" A bright grin flies across Simon`s face, as he spreads his arms widely. "Everyone knows, Judas." He chuckles his eyes beaming with mischievous joy. "Everyone but you. We even betted when you would find out." Judas gets pale and his eyes flash sinisterly. "I haven`t time for this." He hisses between gritted teeth and turns away, when Simon suddenly hums a melody. "Love is in the air, but it`s such a fleeting fragile thing." Again Judas swings round to Simon and pierces him with dark eyes. "Have you seen her?" "Why?" Simon tilts his head. "Have you lost her?" "Have you seen her?" Judas repeats emphatically. "Maybe." Simon sais lightly. Judas step closer a threatening expression glittering in his brown eyes. "Where has she been going, Simon?" Simon looks attentively at him. "Why should I tell you?" "Tell me." Judas snarls hardly suppressed anger in his voice. "And if I don`t?" Judas moves his hands quickly and pats on Simon´s head ignoring the pain in his fingers as the spikey hair touches his skin. "Are you mad?" Simon jumps aside and raises his hand to his hair, that lies flatly on one side of his head now. "You fucking bastard." His face is red with rage. "How vulgar!" Judas raises an eyebrow smirking ironically and lifts his hand moving slowly towards Simon`s other side of head. Simon quickly steps backwards his blue eyes flashing with unconcealed hate at Judas. "You`re gonna regret this." "If you say so." Judas shrugs unimpressed and slowly walks towards Simon. "Where is she?" he repeats quietly gazing intensely at Simon. "Have you seen her?" A malicious grin curls Simon`s lips. "Indeed I have. The poor thing, she was so confused. Said she needed to think. She looked so lost and helpless." Any sign of irony retreats from Judas features as he stares wildly into Simon eyes. "What did you do to her?" he sais emphatically slow. Simon`s grin broadens illuminating his face. "Ah Judas, should I have let her run around? She would have gone astray." Judas grips his shoulders and shakes him his eyes burning with maniacal blaze. "Where is she?" "Calm down, Judas." Simon rolls his eyes and detaches from the rough grip. "I didn`t do anything to her. I just took her to a place where she could think - for a very long time." He smirks meaningfully. "Show me the way." Judas demands shortly. "Okay," Simon shrugs his shoulders. "I was told to take you there anyway." He passes Judas and starts walking down the hallway in quick pace. "Just stay away from my hair." He shoots a warning look over his shoulder glaring at Judas, who follows him quickly.
"Judas, are you crying?" Judas looks up and his eyes narrow when he recognizes Simon. He leans comfortably against the wall playing with a knife in his hands and smiles at Judas. Fastening the knife at his belt he approaches Judas a clear expression of contempt in his blue eyes. "God, what a whiney bag you are!" "Like always you have no idea what you`re talking about." Jduas shoots the lighthaired man a disparaging look and passes him. "Doesn`t Jesus want to share his toy?" Judas swings round his brown eyes sparkling vividly. "You know?" A bright grin flies across Simon`s face, as he spreads his arms widely. "Everyone knows, Judas." He chuckles his eyes beaming with mischievous joy. "Everyone but you. We even betted when you would find out." Judas gets pale and his eyes flash sinisterly. "I haven`t time for this." He hisses between gritted teeth and turns away, when Simon suddenly hums a melody. "Love is in the air, but it`s such a fleeting fragile thing." Again Judas swings round to Simon and pierces him with dark eyes. "Have you seen her?" "Why?" Simon tilts his head. "Have you lost her?" "Have you seen her?" Judas repeats emphatically. "Maybe." Simon sais lightly. Judas step closer a threatening expression glittering in his brown eyes. "Where has she been going, Simon?" Simon looks attentively at him. "Why should I tell you?" "Tell me." Judas snarls hardly suppressed anger in his voice. "And if I don`t?" Judas moves his hands quickly and pats on Simon´s head ignoring the pain in his fingers as the spikey hair touches his skin. "Are you mad?" Simon jumps aside and raises his hand to his hair, that lies flatly on one side of his head now. "You fucking bastard." His face is red with rage. "How vulgar!" Judas raises an eyebrow smirking ironically and lifts his hand moving slowly towards Simon`s other side of head. Simon quickly steps backwards his blue eyes flashing with unconcealed hate at Judas. "You`re gonna regret this." "If you say so." Judas shrugs unimpressed and slowly walks towards Simon. "Where is she?" he repeats quietly gazing intensely at Simon. "Have you seen her?" A malicious grin curls Simon`s lips. "Indeed I have. The poor thing, she was so confused. Said she needed to think. She looked so lost and helpless." Any sign of irony retreats from Judas features as he stares wildly into Simon eyes. "What did you do to her?" he sais emphatically slow. Simon`s grin broadens illuminating his face. "Ah Judas, should I have let her run around? She would have gone astray." Judas grips his shoulders and shakes him his eyes burning with maniacal blaze. "Where is she?" "Calm down, Judas." Simon rolls his eyes and detaches from the rough grip. "I didn`t do anything to her. I just took her to a place where she could think - for a very long time." He smirks meaningfully. "Show me the way." Judas demands shortly. "Okay," Simon shrugs his shoulders. "I was told to take you there anyway." He passes Judas and starts walking down the hallway in quick pace. "Just stay away from my hair." He shoots a warning look over his shoulder glaring at Judas, who follows him quickly.