Chapter 6: New Case
"Ouch," I whispered as I got up from the ground "you need to watch were your going you know." I glared at Jesse and kept on walking. If I stopped to start yelling into thin air I know some one will grab me and throw me into a Looney bin or something. That's a mediator's greatest fear, the Looney bin.
He grabbed my arm to try and stop me but I jerked my arm and he let go. "Don't ignore me, young lady, we have a lot to talk about." He said meaner then ever and started to follow me.
"Fine what do you want to tell me? You hate me. You can't stand me. Get out of my house or maybe it haha your curse didn't work you stupid....."
"Rachel stop it I'm not here to say any of that stuff. I'm here to say you should stay home. You know I don't like you going to that boys house." He said walking backwards in front of me.
"O please like I didn't know that think about it you tried to stop me every time I went there but you know what, Hector, I like this boy so leave me alone." He winced when I said his name and looked really hurt. I didn't care it's what he gets for being so protective. I pushed past him and refused to talk to him any more. We came up to the cross walk and it was the last minute of people coming and going.
"I know you won't talk to me because of these ... vehicles. But you can still listen. I'm sorry about the last two cases before you left but you just don't' know how dangerous they were." I made a small growling noise in my throat and speed up.
"No matter how fast you go I'll be here. Herminita, you know I can't just let you go your parents trust me to look after you. Plus I worry about you with this boy. He's asking for things you can't give." I roll my eyes. He always says that Jesse thinks every guy wants something from me I can't give. Especial guys with long hair, which Ian does. Its really nice silky long hair that's brown with yellow streaks from being in the sun for so long. IT goes to about the bottom of his ears and.... Ok back on track Jesse's still yelling at you.
"Plus whose more important him or Padre?"
I turned around for a second and gave him you guess look and kept on walking. He gave off a frustrated yell and yelled out "estas loca! Tu no vas la casa de muchacho. Yo no permito. PARADA!"
I turned on to a side street and wondered why he was yelling so loud. He knew there was no way in infierno that I was stopping. I had to see my friend even I was almost there why would I want to stop. I started to hum to myself not wanting to listen to Jesse mumbles as he followed.
I went down another street and everything got really quite. I could see the sun setting and hoped the Ian would give me a ride home after we talked. I could hear the ocean too but you can't see it unless you went to the very tip of the roof on one of the houses.
I came up to his hosue and knock on the door. I heard a muffle "Get the Door" and then some huffing and small groan. Then the door opened. Mr. Kinkly stood at the front door with a beer in one hand. His eyes were red and his hair dishelfed. He looked like he's worn the same shirt for a week, or more. I couldn't tell.
"Um hi Mr. Kinkly his Ian home?" I asked nervously. He grunted and moved out of the way so I could come in.
"He's in his room." He said and headed up the stairs. I followed but still tried to shrink in the background. I wish I was down wind from him though he smelled horrid. The smell was more then BO and Beer. I could also smell whiskey and cigarettes and other alcoholic products. Jesse gave me a look that said told you so and I glared at him.
We got to his room and Mr. kinkly shouted "You got another person to say sorry. Don't make them stay long you got to cook dinner." Then he left looking at his beer like he needed more.
Ian was on his bed throwing a baseball in the air. Up ... down... up...down.... "I don't need your pity I can handle this by my self." He said still not looking up.
"I don't know why you would want my pity I juts came up to say hello and for a ride home." He held the ball still while I walked into the room. I sat down on his desk. This was my usual spot when he's home.
"Snow...?" HE said and slowly got up and looked at me.
"The one and only" I said while shrugging. He got up slowly like he didn't believe it was me. Jesse, who was leaning on the door, said "Rachel sorry I have to go. Padre gets nervous if I don't get home soon." And he disappeared. I snorted in my head. I didn't care where he was as long as he was out of my life.
I felt hands grabbing my shoulders. I looked and there was Ian, in tears shaking me like I was about to die or something. "O god" he muttered. He grabbed my face and traced it with his hands. "O god your really back" and with saying that he engulfed me into a death grip hug.
"Come on Ian its ok it's not like I was going to leave forever."
"It doesn't matter. You don't know how good it is to see some one who actually cares." He let go and just held my shoulders looking at me like I would disappear in a minute.
"I'm not going any where don't look at me like that."
"That's what my mom said before she died."
"What do you mean? Where is your mom?" I asked more worried when I say tears coming into his eyes. O no the drinking being sorry. O god if he says it.....
"She died of child labor... and the stupid kid didn't make it any way." Shit.
A/N: Dum- dum dum the plot thickens but where to know. Who gets to meditate this new ghost? And does Jesse ever trust Ian (sounds like my big fat Greek wedding) Find out in next chapters of One big family.
"Ouch," I whispered as I got up from the ground "you need to watch were your going you know." I glared at Jesse and kept on walking. If I stopped to start yelling into thin air I know some one will grab me and throw me into a Looney bin or something. That's a mediator's greatest fear, the Looney bin.
He grabbed my arm to try and stop me but I jerked my arm and he let go. "Don't ignore me, young lady, we have a lot to talk about." He said meaner then ever and started to follow me.
"Fine what do you want to tell me? You hate me. You can't stand me. Get out of my house or maybe it haha your curse didn't work you stupid....."
"Rachel stop it I'm not here to say any of that stuff. I'm here to say you should stay home. You know I don't like you going to that boys house." He said walking backwards in front of me.
"O please like I didn't know that think about it you tried to stop me every time I went there but you know what, Hector, I like this boy so leave me alone." He winced when I said his name and looked really hurt. I didn't care it's what he gets for being so protective. I pushed past him and refused to talk to him any more. We came up to the cross walk and it was the last minute of people coming and going.
"I know you won't talk to me because of these ... vehicles. But you can still listen. I'm sorry about the last two cases before you left but you just don't' know how dangerous they were." I made a small growling noise in my throat and speed up.
"No matter how fast you go I'll be here. Herminita, you know I can't just let you go your parents trust me to look after you. Plus I worry about you with this boy. He's asking for things you can't give." I roll my eyes. He always says that Jesse thinks every guy wants something from me I can't give. Especial guys with long hair, which Ian does. Its really nice silky long hair that's brown with yellow streaks from being in the sun for so long. IT goes to about the bottom of his ears and.... Ok back on track Jesse's still yelling at you.
"Plus whose more important him or Padre?"
I turned around for a second and gave him you guess look and kept on walking. He gave off a frustrated yell and yelled out "estas loca! Tu no vas la casa de muchacho. Yo no permito. PARADA!"
I turned on to a side street and wondered why he was yelling so loud. He knew there was no way in infierno that I was stopping. I had to see my friend even I was almost there why would I want to stop. I started to hum to myself not wanting to listen to Jesse mumbles as he followed.
I went down another street and everything got really quite. I could see the sun setting and hoped the Ian would give me a ride home after we talked. I could hear the ocean too but you can't see it unless you went to the very tip of the roof on one of the houses.
I came up to his hosue and knock on the door. I heard a muffle "Get the Door" and then some huffing and small groan. Then the door opened. Mr. Kinkly stood at the front door with a beer in one hand. His eyes were red and his hair dishelfed. He looked like he's worn the same shirt for a week, or more. I couldn't tell.
"Um hi Mr. Kinkly his Ian home?" I asked nervously. He grunted and moved out of the way so I could come in.
"He's in his room." He said and headed up the stairs. I followed but still tried to shrink in the background. I wish I was down wind from him though he smelled horrid. The smell was more then BO and Beer. I could also smell whiskey and cigarettes and other alcoholic products. Jesse gave me a look that said told you so and I glared at him.
We got to his room and Mr. kinkly shouted "You got another person to say sorry. Don't make them stay long you got to cook dinner." Then he left looking at his beer like he needed more.
Ian was on his bed throwing a baseball in the air. Up ... down... up...down.... "I don't need your pity I can handle this by my self." He said still not looking up.
"I don't know why you would want my pity I juts came up to say hello and for a ride home." He held the ball still while I walked into the room. I sat down on his desk. This was my usual spot when he's home.
"Snow...?" HE said and slowly got up and looked at me.
"The one and only" I said while shrugging. He got up slowly like he didn't believe it was me. Jesse, who was leaning on the door, said "Rachel sorry I have to go. Padre gets nervous if I don't get home soon." And he disappeared. I snorted in my head. I didn't care where he was as long as he was out of my life.
I felt hands grabbing my shoulders. I looked and there was Ian, in tears shaking me like I was about to die or something. "O god" he muttered. He grabbed my face and traced it with his hands. "O god your really back" and with saying that he engulfed me into a death grip hug.
"Come on Ian its ok it's not like I was going to leave forever."
"It doesn't matter. You don't know how good it is to see some one who actually cares." He let go and just held my shoulders looking at me like I would disappear in a minute.
"I'm not going any where don't look at me like that."
"That's what my mom said before she died."
"What do you mean? Where is your mom?" I asked more worried when I say tears coming into his eyes. O no the drinking being sorry. O god if he says it.....
"She died of child labor... and the stupid kid didn't make it any way." Shit.
A/N: Dum- dum dum the plot thickens but where to know. Who gets to meditate this new ghost? And does Jesse ever trust Ian (sounds like my big fat Greek wedding) Find out in next chapters of One big family.