*Sobs* HOW COULD I KILL REGGIE???? I'M A BAD AUTHOR!!!! Anyway, it's the
next chapter now, and Otto is in a real situation along with Ray.
They've already moved to England and at the moment ray and Otto live with ray's sister Sage. Ray is currently working with a foreign currency firm, and making good money for it. Otto goes to school, and is already prepared for the day he and his father will move to their own house. They do, however, plan to stay in the same neighborhood as Sage, as she has become an important part in the torn lives of Ray and Otto.
"Otto! Wake up! You've got school in half an hour!" Sage called up the stairs. Ray had already left.
"Coming, I'm coming." He replied groggily. Sage has no children, and Otto almost wishes she has a daughter, only almost. Just enough to realize how much more it would make him miss his own sister, now buried within the earth of Ocean Shores, the land she'd sworn not to leave.
"Okay, there's eggs and bacon on the stove, milk and juice in the fridge, pastry in the oven, anything else I'm sure you can find Hon. But I've got to get to work, the bus will stop at the entrance of the development in 15 minutes, I'd love to stay and see you off, but I really can't. Your father and I will both be there to pick you up though. Bye Otto!" Sage said, walking out the door.
"Bye!" he called. He wondered vaguely if his mother had been like her. She was so kind and helpful to him. He was glad that they'd stay near her, she seemed so warm, the mother he never had. He thought briefly if he wanted his mother to be alive as he ate. No, he decided, because he never would've met his aunt, though they might not have had to move and Reggie would still be alive...
He stood at the stop. There was a girl there who looked about his age. The old him would've been thrilled to make a new friend. But this wasn't the old him. This was the Otto Rocket that wore black and didn't speak to anyone. Too bad though, she came over to him.
"So, you're the new kid?" she asked. He could imagine her in a gang. She had dark eyes and was wearing a tight crimson lace shirt over black, giving the impression of blood stained shadows. She had on baggy black pants that dragged the ground.
"Yeah. My name's Otto. You?"
"Alanby. What brought you here?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Suit yourself. Two busses usually pass by here. Ignore the first one. The second one, 52, is the one we want."
"Thanks." He said. He figured that was the end of the conversation because she didn't say anything more. She didn't give the impression of being real to him. Maybe because most of the people he'd known in Ocean Shores were pretty shallow, and she was harder to figure out.
On the bus, no one spoke to him. They gave him strange glances that seemed undecided. Many people spoke to Alanby, though she didn't react to any of them. School was pretty much the same. The only people who spoke to him were the teachers and his guide. Alanby proved herself capable of human emotion though when they got off the bus. She looked sad as she watched Otto walk with Sage and Ray.
Later that night, about six, the sun was about to set. The doorbell rang, and Sage answered it.
"Otto! Someone's here to see you!" she called. When Otto came to the door, he saw Alanby.
"I'm going for a walk, do you want to come?" Otto looked to Sage who nodded her head to say it was fine.
"Sure." He said. They walked in silence, but as she brought him to a grassy hill, she looked directly into his eyes.
"So, why are you so sad?"
"You said anything about being sad?"
"You're eyes. Just tell me. You can trust me."
"We had to move here when my dad's business went under."
"Why'd that happen?"
"There was this guy around...he was a murderer, and Tito was closing late. Dad had already gone, so Tito was alone. You get it."
"So, it was the death of Tito and the loss of your friends that makes you sad?"
"My sister didn't want to go, and she committed suicide. She always seemed stronger than that to me." she looked down.
"Death was never got along with me. My father and brothers were murdered in mob incidents. That's a death toll of three for me."
"That's harsh. Is that why you wanted me to come with you? To find out what was wrong?"
"Well, not really. I brought you because I already knew something was up, and the sunset kinda seems enchanted. If you watch it close enough, you see the ones you lost, and you hear them talking to you back when everything was alright. For that one moment before the sun departs, you're wherever you want to be."
"You think so?"
"I know so. I've sat here countless days to see my father and brothers again. Just in that instant, they sit with me. You just wait. You're sister and Tito will be right there." Otto saw her gazing into the light amongst the clouds. He looked too, and just before the sun left, he saw Reggie waving to him in her hockey gear, waiting for him to get in the game.
"Hurry up Rocket Boy!" she said. Tito was on the sidelines with a camera. Twister shot him the puck. He passed it to his sister who rammed it into the net. All in an instant. Just one second.
"Thanks." He said to Alanby.
"Sure. So, you going to be here tomorrow?"
"Uhh..."
"Sure you will."
That night Otto sat in the living room watching tapes that Twister had made for him. Pictures of him skating and their games and how full of life he'd been. How they'd all been together. That was supposed to last forever. But, nothing was how it was supposed to be anymore. The memories and his dad were all that were left of his past life. And he cried.
They've already moved to England and at the moment ray and Otto live with ray's sister Sage. Ray is currently working with a foreign currency firm, and making good money for it. Otto goes to school, and is already prepared for the day he and his father will move to their own house. They do, however, plan to stay in the same neighborhood as Sage, as she has become an important part in the torn lives of Ray and Otto.
"Otto! Wake up! You've got school in half an hour!" Sage called up the stairs. Ray had already left.
"Coming, I'm coming." He replied groggily. Sage has no children, and Otto almost wishes she has a daughter, only almost. Just enough to realize how much more it would make him miss his own sister, now buried within the earth of Ocean Shores, the land she'd sworn not to leave.
"Okay, there's eggs and bacon on the stove, milk and juice in the fridge, pastry in the oven, anything else I'm sure you can find Hon. But I've got to get to work, the bus will stop at the entrance of the development in 15 minutes, I'd love to stay and see you off, but I really can't. Your father and I will both be there to pick you up though. Bye Otto!" Sage said, walking out the door.
"Bye!" he called. He wondered vaguely if his mother had been like her. She was so kind and helpful to him. He was glad that they'd stay near her, she seemed so warm, the mother he never had. He thought briefly if he wanted his mother to be alive as he ate. No, he decided, because he never would've met his aunt, though they might not have had to move and Reggie would still be alive...
He stood at the stop. There was a girl there who looked about his age. The old him would've been thrilled to make a new friend. But this wasn't the old him. This was the Otto Rocket that wore black and didn't speak to anyone. Too bad though, she came over to him.
"So, you're the new kid?" she asked. He could imagine her in a gang. She had dark eyes and was wearing a tight crimson lace shirt over black, giving the impression of blood stained shadows. She had on baggy black pants that dragged the ground.
"Yeah. My name's Otto. You?"
"Alanby. What brought you here?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Suit yourself. Two busses usually pass by here. Ignore the first one. The second one, 52, is the one we want."
"Thanks." He said. He figured that was the end of the conversation because she didn't say anything more. She didn't give the impression of being real to him. Maybe because most of the people he'd known in Ocean Shores were pretty shallow, and she was harder to figure out.
On the bus, no one spoke to him. They gave him strange glances that seemed undecided. Many people spoke to Alanby, though she didn't react to any of them. School was pretty much the same. The only people who spoke to him were the teachers and his guide. Alanby proved herself capable of human emotion though when they got off the bus. She looked sad as she watched Otto walk with Sage and Ray.
Later that night, about six, the sun was about to set. The doorbell rang, and Sage answered it.
"Otto! Someone's here to see you!" she called. When Otto came to the door, he saw Alanby.
"I'm going for a walk, do you want to come?" Otto looked to Sage who nodded her head to say it was fine.
"Sure." He said. They walked in silence, but as she brought him to a grassy hill, she looked directly into his eyes.
"So, why are you so sad?"
"You said anything about being sad?"
"You're eyes. Just tell me. You can trust me."
"We had to move here when my dad's business went under."
"Why'd that happen?"
"There was this guy around...he was a murderer, and Tito was closing late. Dad had already gone, so Tito was alone. You get it."
"So, it was the death of Tito and the loss of your friends that makes you sad?"
"My sister didn't want to go, and she committed suicide. She always seemed stronger than that to me." she looked down.
"Death was never got along with me. My father and brothers were murdered in mob incidents. That's a death toll of three for me."
"That's harsh. Is that why you wanted me to come with you? To find out what was wrong?"
"Well, not really. I brought you because I already knew something was up, and the sunset kinda seems enchanted. If you watch it close enough, you see the ones you lost, and you hear them talking to you back when everything was alright. For that one moment before the sun departs, you're wherever you want to be."
"You think so?"
"I know so. I've sat here countless days to see my father and brothers again. Just in that instant, they sit with me. You just wait. You're sister and Tito will be right there." Otto saw her gazing into the light amongst the clouds. He looked too, and just before the sun left, he saw Reggie waving to him in her hockey gear, waiting for him to get in the game.
"Hurry up Rocket Boy!" she said. Tito was on the sidelines with a camera. Twister shot him the puck. He passed it to his sister who rammed it into the net. All in an instant. Just one second.
"Thanks." He said to Alanby.
"Sure. So, you going to be here tomorrow?"
"Uhh..."
"Sure you will."
That night Otto sat in the living room watching tapes that Twister had made for him. Pictures of him skating and their games and how full of life he'd been. How they'd all been together. That was supposed to last forever. But, nothing was how it was supposed to be anymore. The memories and his dad were all that were left of his past life. And he cried.