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The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 7 ~ Needed Comfort
Casey walked down the sidewalks of the neighborhood on his way home. As cars passed by him, they rode into puddles, filling Casey's ears with the splashing sounds. The pattering of the rain against everything almost seemed to soothe Casey's feelings. The Rhythm was calming but no matter how calming the rain was; he was still at a loss of what to say about his current situation. Delilah was going to the Prom with another guy, he lost to that guy at the track meet, and he was positive aliens were back but no one would believe him. Except for Stan and Stokely, of course. Casey was feeling terribly alone; there was no one to confide in.
Suddenly, as Casey was walking and thinking, a car pulled up along side him. He looked over and to his dulled surprise was Morgance. He stopped and when he did, the car stopped. She rolled down her window and looked at him for a moment before speaking. "You forgot to take your daughter home," she teased but the look on Casey's face revealed that he was not in the jesting mood. Morgance frowned and let out a sigh before nudging her head to the passenger seat. "Get in." It was not a suggestion or an offer but a command.
Casey looked at her thoughtfully for a moment before nodding and walking to the car. It was either except the ride or walk home in the rain. The rain poured and the sound of thunder rippled through the sky. Sitting with his head against the window, Casey looked out as the rain beat down onto the streets. Water trickled down the glass, imitating the tears Casey was fighting hard not to shed.
"It's not the end of the world Casey," Morgance finally spoke as she turned a corner. She glanced over to the boy as he let out an irritated breath. She knew he most likely did not want to talk so she let the subject drop.
After about five minutes of pure silence, Casey finally looked over to the girl. "If you were dating someone you had crushed on for years, wouldn't you think it were the end of the world if he didn't trust you or believe a single word you said?" Casey raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer but before Morgance could respond he went on. "This is beyond dating, kissing, or sex; she thinks I am crazy and I don't know; maybe I am."
"It is just that she doesn't understand. You have to make her understand what you are saying. Prove it to her."
"But I shouldn't have to prove it too her, Morgance," Casey snapped back with frustration. "She is blocking me out. I've lost her. But I should have not expected anything less. She is too 'on the go,' this was her excuse to break up."
"Are you sure about that Casey?" Morgance asked, feeling pity for her friend. He was so distraught and lost because one girl broke his heart.
"I know it, I am not the type of boyfriend Delilah needs to make her career."
"Then that is Delilah's loss," Morgance responded hotly. "You have to be yourself; not what Delilah wants you to be. That is why you joined track, wasn't it?" she then asked. "To impress her. But where has it gotten you? You hate track, I see it in your eyes. And all that hard work has been for nothing because she still does not appreciate you."
Casey could only nod his head. Morgance was right. He had been cheating himself and lying to himself about who he was to impress Delilah. But she would have none of it. He was beginning to feel terribly lonely and confused.
Silence filled the car again as Morgance drove the rest of the way to Casey's house. When they arrived, the two of them left the car and walked out into the pouring rain. They both rushed to the door and Casey fumbled to get his keys out of his pockets. Unfortunately, one of his key chains was stuck to a loose thread and he had trouble getting them out.
"Hurry, Case," Morgance huffed as she wrapped her arms over her chest. "It's freezing out here and I am getting soaked."
"I'm trying," Casey grunted at the girl's persistence. At that moment, Morgance moved in closer to him and brought her hands over to the keys and felt the strand of thread they were latched onto. The two worked together and finally got the keys freed and once they were loose, Casey unlocked the door and he and Morgance ran inside.
They leaned against the door once they closed it and laughed about the situation. Both were soaking wet from being outside. Casey looked over to Morgance and studied her for a moment. She was taking a small clip out of her hair, letting the dampened locks loose. Then she looked over to Casey and noticed him staring. Furrowing her eyebrows, she returned the stare and then slapped him in the arm. "What are you staring at?" she asked with a playful twinkle in her eyes.
Casey blushed and turned away for a moment and shook his head as if to say 'nothing,' but before he could answer, Morgance touched Casey's chin and led his face to hers and kissed him. Casey's heart leapt out of his chest from surprise and he pulled back. Suddenly, Morgance frowned and turned her head away. Casey felt a sudden exhilaration throughout his body. The kiss was refreshing and soothing and for a split moment, Delilah did not exist. Looking over to his friend, Casey brought his hand out and stroked Morgance's hair until she looked up to him. The two met with another kiss, even more moving than the first because both were expecting it and gave into the kiss with all their emotions of fear, love, anger and lust.
When the two pulled away a second time, they looked into each other's eyes to try and find comfort. Casey was running a hand along Morgance's chin delicately. Morgance smiled lightly, not sure how to react but the room was spinning in a haze. Where they in a dream? That could be the only explanation for such a wonderful moment.
Casey kissed Morgan once again, slowly and tenderly. It intensified shortly after. The two were silent, sharing the moment for as long as it would last. All thoughts of Delilah were gone from his mind; all he could think about was healing the pain and Morgance was there to help him
But suddenly, Morgance pulled away. "We can not do this, Casey," she stated. Letting out a sigh, she turned around and motioned to open the door. However, Casey blocked her and looked at the girl with confused eyes. "If I went too far, then I am sorry."
"It is not you, Case," Morgance responded. "I initiated the whole thing." Pausing, Morgance looked up to Casey and met his eyes. "You love Delilah."
"But she doesn't love me," Casey returned with a shake of his head.
"Yes she does, Casey. Right now, it is too early to give up on her and I do not want to be your rebound."
Casey was unsure of what to say now. What if Morgance was right? Delilah just needed to realize that she needed him. But what if Delilah did NOT realize this? What if he remained waiting like a puppy dog for the rest of his life? He did not want that.
"I have to go."
"Wait," Casey called quickly. "Will you at least go to the prom with me? I don't think I can take being there alone."
Morgance was silent for a moment, but eventually nodded. "All right. It's a date."
Case smiled before moving out of her way. She unlocked the door and stepped outside into the rain. Casey watched her leave before closing the door. He was now tired and his mind ached from so many thoughts in his head. He slowly walked upstairs to his room where he stayed for the rest of the night.
The Faculty 2 ~ Mother's Revenge Chapter 7 ~ Needed Comfort
Casey walked down the sidewalks of the neighborhood on his way home. As cars passed by him, they rode into puddles, filling Casey's ears with the splashing sounds. The pattering of the rain against everything almost seemed to soothe Casey's feelings. The Rhythm was calming but no matter how calming the rain was; he was still at a loss of what to say about his current situation. Delilah was going to the Prom with another guy, he lost to that guy at the track meet, and he was positive aliens were back but no one would believe him. Except for Stan and Stokely, of course. Casey was feeling terribly alone; there was no one to confide in.
Suddenly, as Casey was walking and thinking, a car pulled up along side him. He looked over and to his dulled surprise was Morgance. He stopped and when he did, the car stopped. She rolled down her window and looked at him for a moment before speaking. "You forgot to take your daughter home," she teased but the look on Casey's face revealed that he was not in the jesting mood. Morgance frowned and let out a sigh before nudging her head to the passenger seat. "Get in." It was not a suggestion or an offer but a command.
Casey looked at her thoughtfully for a moment before nodding and walking to the car. It was either except the ride or walk home in the rain. The rain poured and the sound of thunder rippled through the sky. Sitting with his head against the window, Casey looked out as the rain beat down onto the streets. Water trickled down the glass, imitating the tears Casey was fighting hard not to shed.
"It's not the end of the world Casey," Morgance finally spoke as she turned a corner. She glanced over to the boy as he let out an irritated breath. She knew he most likely did not want to talk so she let the subject drop.
After about five minutes of pure silence, Casey finally looked over to the girl. "If you were dating someone you had crushed on for years, wouldn't you think it were the end of the world if he didn't trust you or believe a single word you said?" Casey raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer but before Morgance could respond he went on. "This is beyond dating, kissing, or sex; she thinks I am crazy and I don't know; maybe I am."
"It is just that she doesn't understand. You have to make her understand what you are saying. Prove it to her."
"But I shouldn't have to prove it too her, Morgance," Casey snapped back with frustration. "She is blocking me out. I've lost her. But I should have not expected anything less. She is too 'on the go,' this was her excuse to break up."
"Are you sure about that Casey?" Morgance asked, feeling pity for her friend. He was so distraught and lost because one girl broke his heart.
"I know it, I am not the type of boyfriend Delilah needs to make her career."
"Then that is Delilah's loss," Morgance responded hotly. "You have to be yourself; not what Delilah wants you to be. That is why you joined track, wasn't it?" she then asked. "To impress her. But where has it gotten you? You hate track, I see it in your eyes. And all that hard work has been for nothing because she still does not appreciate you."
Casey could only nod his head. Morgance was right. He had been cheating himself and lying to himself about who he was to impress Delilah. But she would have none of it. He was beginning to feel terribly lonely and confused.
Silence filled the car again as Morgance drove the rest of the way to Casey's house. When they arrived, the two of them left the car and walked out into the pouring rain. They both rushed to the door and Casey fumbled to get his keys out of his pockets. Unfortunately, one of his key chains was stuck to a loose thread and he had trouble getting them out.
"Hurry, Case," Morgance huffed as she wrapped her arms over her chest. "It's freezing out here and I am getting soaked."
"I'm trying," Casey grunted at the girl's persistence. At that moment, Morgance moved in closer to him and brought her hands over to the keys and felt the strand of thread they were latched onto. The two worked together and finally got the keys freed and once they were loose, Casey unlocked the door and he and Morgance ran inside.
They leaned against the door once they closed it and laughed about the situation. Both were soaking wet from being outside. Casey looked over to Morgance and studied her for a moment. She was taking a small clip out of her hair, letting the dampened locks loose. Then she looked over to Casey and noticed him staring. Furrowing her eyebrows, she returned the stare and then slapped him in the arm. "What are you staring at?" she asked with a playful twinkle in her eyes.
Casey blushed and turned away for a moment and shook his head as if to say 'nothing,' but before he could answer, Morgance touched Casey's chin and led his face to hers and kissed him. Casey's heart leapt out of his chest from surprise and he pulled back. Suddenly, Morgance frowned and turned her head away. Casey felt a sudden exhilaration throughout his body. The kiss was refreshing and soothing and for a split moment, Delilah did not exist. Looking over to his friend, Casey brought his hand out and stroked Morgance's hair until she looked up to him. The two met with another kiss, even more moving than the first because both were expecting it and gave into the kiss with all their emotions of fear, love, anger and lust.
When the two pulled away a second time, they looked into each other's eyes to try and find comfort. Casey was running a hand along Morgance's chin delicately. Morgance smiled lightly, not sure how to react but the room was spinning in a haze. Where they in a dream? That could be the only explanation for such a wonderful moment.
Casey kissed Morgan once again, slowly and tenderly. It intensified shortly after. The two were silent, sharing the moment for as long as it would last. All thoughts of Delilah were gone from his mind; all he could think about was healing the pain and Morgance was there to help him
But suddenly, Morgance pulled away. "We can not do this, Casey," she stated. Letting out a sigh, she turned around and motioned to open the door. However, Casey blocked her and looked at the girl with confused eyes. "If I went too far, then I am sorry."
"It is not you, Case," Morgance responded. "I initiated the whole thing." Pausing, Morgance looked up to Casey and met his eyes. "You love Delilah."
"But she doesn't love me," Casey returned with a shake of his head.
"Yes she does, Casey. Right now, it is too early to give up on her and I do not want to be your rebound."
Casey was unsure of what to say now. What if Morgance was right? Delilah just needed to realize that she needed him. But what if Delilah did NOT realize this? What if he remained waiting like a puppy dog for the rest of his life? He did not want that.
"I have to go."
"Wait," Casey called quickly. "Will you at least go to the prom with me? I don't think I can take being there alone."
Morgance was silent for a moment, but eventually nodded. "All right. It's a date."
Case smiled before moving out of her way. She unlocked the door and stepped outside into the rain. Casey watched her leave before closing the door. He was now tired and his mind ached from so many thoughts in his head. He slowly walked upstairs to his room where he stayed for the rest of the night.