Chapter 4
A/N - Sorry that it took so long to update, but I had exams to study for and write. Oh, and I kinda miss-placed the original version of the fic * sweatdrop * But, I found it, and everything will be alright, because I'm going to finish and up-load the rest of part 1 between today and tomorrow. Enjoy, and R&R.
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Christopher looked over at April. "I thought that we weren't going to talk about that. We agreed that it was for the best that that place was never mentioned again."
David finally spoke up. "What place?" He instantly knew the answer, but needed to hear that word spoken aloud.
"It's a place called... " April stopped just short of the answer, not wanting to remember that horrors that dreaded place brought.
"Everworld," Christopher supplied. "Why?" He stopped at a red light, then turned around to look at the dark-eyed teenager. "What was the address?"
"Uh, 129 Newton Road. I knew that you two looked familiar... Everworld... Senna Wales... -" David repeated the name over and over again to himself.
"Say it again, and you can walk," Christopher snapped, wringing to steering wheel.
David suddenly stopped talking, and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
David heard April start sobbing, and look down at her hands. Christopher put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, letting her lean on him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything -"
"I'd stop talking right now, if I were you," April looked up at Christopher as she stopped sobbing.
"I'm sure that he didn't mean anything by it, so let's just drop it, please? Let's not talk about her, let's talk about something else." April sat upright again. "So, David, what happened to you? After you disappeared, I mean?"
David looked up from the peice of floor that he was studying. "I was told just tonight, that I was sleeping in an alley. But I don't remember anything between tonight, and when I disappeared." David then pointed to a large, white house. "It's right there."
Christopher pulled into the driveway, and April got out of the jeep, to let David out. She smiled when he was out and standing beside her. She wrapped her arms around him in an affectionate hug. "Good luck, and I'm glad that you're alright." She hugged him a little longer before finally letting go. "I'll go with you, I mean, if you want me to -"
Christopher let out an exasperated sigh and cut the engine, knowing that April would go with David, no matter what he said at this point. He got out and slammed the door loudly behind him.
David exhaled deeply, and started his long walk to the front-door. He was followed closely by April and at a distance by Christopher. After not too long, David found himself at the door. He raised his hand to knock on the door. "Go ahead," he heard April say behind him. He closed his eyes and knocked hard on the door.
A young girl answered the door, and upon seeing David, she started to yell to an unseen parent. April stepped in front of David and proceded to calm the girl down. No one else came to the door. 'Good' David thought. 'They'd probably have called the police.'
David looked past the girl and into the house. 'Everything looks the same.' Then he noticed something. Every place that he had remembered a picture of hmself being, there was an empty space.
The girl looked up at David again. "What do you want?" David was taken aback by the small girl's rudeness.
"We came here to take you away, and you'll never get to see your paren't or the rest of your family ever again. And we're gonna do scientific experiments on you, so we can report back to our home planet. And -" Christopher was laughing as David glared at him, and April told him to stop. "What? I'm just putting the little brat in her place," April reached up to put her hand over the babbling blonde's mouth.
David shook his head and looked back at the little girl. "My name's David, and I'm looking for my mother, Mrs. Lev... I mean D'Armani. Is she home? I mean, does she live here?" David now felt really stupid, not being able to say what he wanted to say.
The girl nodded and said, "One second. Mom!"
At the sound of the young girl's voice, a woman appeared in the doorway. David gasped slightly at the sight of the woman who was, perhaps, his mother. He noticed that she was clutching something in her hands, holding it close to her. It looked as though she had just finished crying, because her eyes were all puffy and red.
'She can't still be crying because of me? Can she?'
"I'm Mrs. D'Armani. Can I help you?" She looked at the item in her hands once more, before placing it on an unseen table beside the door.
David sucked in a shaky breath before answering her. "Uhm... mom?" David closed his eyes tightly, shutting away the tears that he knew were sure to come.
The woman looked at him in disbelief. She then shook her head. "No, my son was presumed dead one year ago, today." David caught the hint of a small sob in her voice.
Christopher stepped up in front of David. "Look, lady, are you Mrs. Levin or not?" She nodded slowly. Then she opened her mouth to say something, but Christopher held his hand up in front of her face. "Did I say you could speak just yet? No talk, just listen. You see this guy right here?" Christopher put his arm around David, bringing the shorter boy up next to him. "His name is David Levin. And although he may not look very much alive, he is. And he IS your son."
"What are you my lawyer?" David whispered to the taller boy, although his dark eyes never left the older woman.
"Right now, I am, and doing a pretty damned good job." Christopher looked down at David, then back at the woman he was previously speaking to. "So, where was I? Oh, yeah, David is your son, he really is. He was - " He stopped talking when he noticed David step forward.
"Thanks, Christopher, but I think that I should handle this on my own." David looked down at his feet, then back up at his mother. "I think that I should probably explain everything. I mean everything." David looked back at his friends, and he noticed April's eyes grow wide as she shook her head.
"David, you can't tell her everything. Please don't tell her everything." April cried, throwing her arms around Christopher. "I can't stand to hear about it."
David pulled April away from Christopher and brought his face close to hers. "I'm sorry April, but I have to try to explain. You and Christopher have gotten your lives back together, and I want to do the same with mine. This might be the only possible way to do it. I didn't ask you to come with me, I just asked to use your phone. If this is too much for you to handle, you don't have to stay. I can handle this myself." David turned back to his mother. "I think that you should sit down. This is going to take awhile."
Mrs. D'Armani, previously Levin, jestured for the three teenagers to follow her inside. They followed her into the family room and sat down on the dark blue sofa. The small girl brought the three of them something to drink as Mrs. D'Armani sat across the room, in a large chair that matched the rest of the furniture in the room. She jestured for David to begin what he was going to tell her.
David closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He let it out slowly before once again opening his eyes. April shuddered as she anticipated what was soon to come. Christopher wrapped his arm around her shoulders, trying to keep her, and himself, calm. It seemed like an eternity before David even looked like he was ready to start. "Start TALKING, You SONOFA -"
"Christopher, please!" April said, interupting the shouting blonde. David just looked over at the tall blonde, then at the red-head snuggled into his embrace, then back at his mother.
"Well, it all started one early morning when we all felt the need to go down to Lake Michigan..."
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By the time David had finished the horribly long story, April and Christopher were sitting outside on the front lawn. April couldn't handle hearing about it and Christopher just didn't want to hear it. April was crying and Chrisopher was hysterical. Mrs. D'Armani was crying at the realization that David really was he son, and that all of this must be true. She knew that there was no way anyone could be that creative, or disgustingly twisted. David was sitting on the floor with his arms around his knees and he was trembling. He couldn't stand feeling like this; weak and helpless.
"S-so that's why you kept distancing yourself from me?" She stood up and strode slowly over to David and dropped to her knees beside him. She out her arms around him and pulled him close.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to be responsible for so many deaths. Why did I have to do it? Why did they have to continually push me out in the front?" He rested his head on his knees and listening to the violent cursing outside that he hadn't noticed until now, but he knew without a doubt that it was Christopher trying to calm down. He pushed away from his concerned mother and stood up on shaky, unstable legs. He looked down at the woman, and upon seeing the confused look on her face, he simply stated, "I'm going out there with them. I have a few questions."
David stumbled slowly towards the door, and nearly fell onto a man who was now entering. As soon as the man took in the scene before him, he instantly reached for an unseen cellphone in his jacket pocket.
"No, wait. There's nothing wrong. I'm fine. Don't call the police. It's David."
A/N - Sorry that it took so long to update, but I had exams to study for and write. Oh, and I kinda miss-placed the original version of the fic * sweatdrop * But, I found it, and everything will be alright, because I'm going to finish and up-load the rest of part 1 between today and tomorrow. Enjoy, and R&R.
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Christopher looked over at April. "I thought that we weren't going to talk about that. We agreed that it was for the best that that place was never mentioned again."
David finally spoke up. "What place?" He instantly knew the answer, but needed to hear that word spoken aloud.
"It's a place called... " April stopped just short of the answer, not wanting to remember that horrors that dreaded place brought.
"Everworld," Christopher supplied. "Why?" He stopped at a red light, then turned around to look at the dark-eyed teenager. "What was the address?"
"Uh, 129 Newton Road. I knew that you two looked familiar... Everworld... Senna Wales... -" David repeated the name over and over again to himself.
"Say it again, and you can walk," Christopher snapped, wringing to steering wheel.
David suddenly stopped talking, and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
David heard April start sobbing, and look down at her hands. Christopher put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, letting her lean on him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything -"
"I'd stop talking right now, if I were you," April looked up at Christopher as she stopped sobbing.
"I'm sure that he didn't mean anything by it, so let's just drop it, please? Let's not talk about her, let's talk about something else." April sat upright again. "So, David, what happened to you? After you disappeared, I mean?"
David looked up from the peice of floor that he was studying. "I was told just tonight, that I was sleeping in an alley. But I don't remember anything between tonight, and when I disappeared." David then pointed to a large, white house. "It's right there."
Christopher pulled into the driveway, and April got out of the jeep, to let David out. She smiled when he was out and standing beside her. She wrapped her arms around him in an affectionate hug. "Good luck, and I'm glad that you're alright." She hugged him a little longer before finally letting go. "I'll go with you, I mean, if you want me to -"
Christopher let out an exasperated sigh and cut the engine, knowing that April would go with David, no matter what he said at this point. He got out and slammed the door loudly behind him.
David exhaled deeply, and started his long walk to the front-door. He was followed closely by April and at a distance by Christopher. After not too long, David found himself at the door. He raised his hand to knock on the door. "Go ahead," he heard April say behind him. He closed his eyes and knocked hard on the door.
A young girl answered the door, and upon seeing David, she started to yell to an unseen parent. April stepped in front of David and proceded to calm the girl down. No one else came to the door. 'Good' David thought. 'They'd probably have called the police.'
David looked past the girl and into the house. 'Everything looks the same.' Then he noticed something. Every place that he had remembered a picture of hmself being, there was an empty space.
The girl looked up at David again. "What do you want?" David was taken aback by the small girl's rudeness.
"We came here to take you away, and you'll never get to see your paren't or the rest of your family ever again. And we're gonna do scientific experiments on you, so we can report back to our home planet. And -" Christopher was laughing as David glared at him, and April told him to stop. "What? I'm just putting the little brat in her place," April reached up to put her hand over the babbling blonde's mouth.
David shook his head and looked back at the little girl. "My name's David, and I'm looking for my mother, Mrs. Lev... I mean D'Armani. Is she home? I mean, does she live here?" David now felt really stupid, not being able to say what he wanted to say.
The girl nodded and said, "One second. Mom!"
At the sound of the young girl's voice, a woman appeared in the doorway. David gasped slightly at the sight of the woman who was, perhaps, his mother. He noticed that she was clutching something in her hands, holding it close to her. It looked as though she had just finished crying, because her eyes were all puffy and red.
'She can't still be crying because of me? Can she?'
"I'm Mrs. D'Armani. Can I help you?" She looked at the item in her hands once more, before placing it on an unseen table beside the door.
David sucked in a shaky breath before answering her. "Uhm... mom?" David closed his eyes tightly, shutting away the tears that he knew were sure to come.
The woman looked at him in disbelief. She then shook her head. "No, my son was presumed dead one year ago, today." David caught the hint of a small sob in her voice.
Christopher stepped up in front of David. "Look, lady, are you Mrs. Levin or not?" She nodded slowly. Then she opened her mouth to say something, but Christopher held his hand up in front of her face. "Did I say you could speak just yet? No talk, just listen. You see this guy right here?" Christopher put his arm around David, bringing the shorter boy up next to him. "His name is David Levin. And although he may not look very much alive, he is. And he IS your son."
"What are you my lawyer?" David whispered to the taller boy, although his dark eyes never left the older woman.
"Right now, I am, and doing a pretty damned good job." Christopher looked down at David, then back at the woman he was previously speaking to. "So, where was I? Oh, yeah, David is your son, he really is. He was - " He stopped talking when he noticed David step forward.
"Thanks, Christopher, but I think that I should handle this on my own." David looked down at his feet, then back up at his mother. "I think that I should probably explain everything. I mean everything." David looked back at his friends, and he noticed April's eyes grow wide as she shook her head.
"David, you can't tell her everything. Please don't tell her everything." April cried, throwing her arms around Christopher. "I can't stand to hear about it."
David pulled April away from Christopher and brought his face close to hers. "I'm sorry April, but I have to try to explain. You and Christopher have gotten your lives back together, and I want to do the same with mine. This might be the only possible way to do it. I didn't ask you to come with me, I just asked to use your phone. If this is too much for you to handle, you don't have to stay. I can handle this myself." David turned back to his mother. "I think that you should sit down. This is going to take awhile."
Mrs. D'Armani, previously Levin, jestured for the three teenagers to follow her inside. They followed her into the family room and sat down on the dark blue sofa. The small girl brought the three of them something to drink as Mrs. D'Armani sat across the room, in a large chair that matched the rest of the furniture in the room. She jestured for David to begin what he was going to tell her.
David closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He let it out slowly before once again opening his eyes. April shuddered as she anticipated what was soon to come. Christopher wrapped his arm around her shoulders, trying to keep her, and himself, calm. It seemed like an eternity before David even looked like he was ready to start. "Start TALKING, You SONOFA -"
"Christopher, please!" April said, interupting the shouting blonde. David just looked over at the tall blonde, then at the red-head snuggled into his embrace, then back at his mother.
"Well, it all started one early morning when we all felt the need to go down to Lake Michigan..."
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By the time David had finished the horribly long story, April and Christopher were sitting outside on the front lawn. April couldn't handle hearing about it and Christopher just didn't want to hear it. April was crying and Chrisopher was hysterical. Mrs. D'Armani was crying at the realization that David really was he son, and that all of this must be true. She knew that there was no way anyone could be that creative, or disgustingly twisted. David was sitting on the floor with his arms around his knees and he was trembling. He couldn't stand feeling like this; weak and helpless.
"S-so that's why you kept distancing yourself from me?" She stood up and strode slowly over to David and dropped to her knees beside him. She out her arms around him and pulled him close.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to be responsible for so many deaths. Why did I have to do it? Why did they have to continually push me out in the front?" He rested his head on his knees and listening to the violent cursing outside that he hadn't noticed until now, but he knew without a doubt that it was Christopher trying to calm down. He pushed away from his concerned mother and stood up on shaky, unstable legs. He looked down at the woman, and upon seeing the confused look on her face, he simply stated, "I'm going out there with them. I have a few questions."
David stumbled slowly towards the door, and nearly fell onto a man who was now entering. As soon as the man took in the scene before him, he instantly reached for an unseen cellphone in his jacket pocket.
"No, wait. There's nothing wrong. I'm fine. Don't call the police. It's David."