Secret Fields

Chapter 4

I sat eating a sandwich at my kitchen table. I made it after I came home from talking to the stranger. Rez looked up at me, begging like she always did when I ate.

"The only story that I wrote that I didn't think sucked and consequently destroyed - and that isn't yaoi - is at Autum's house," this I said to Rez, the dog. "Why does this shit always happen to me? I don't want to drive out there."

"I'll write for a bit tonight, go to bed, wake up tomorrow, and go out and see her." I shoved the last of the sandwich in my mouth, and after I swallowed, I said, "How does that sound Rez?"

She answered me by realizing that I had finished my sandwich, standing up, and going outside.

"Well screw you too, dog!" I shouted after her. I looked at my plan that I had set up for me that day and realized how much work it was.

"Screw it," I mumbled as I staggered into my living room, onto my couch, and into sleep.

A noise outside woke me up. I stood up, grabbed my flash light, and slowly walked to my front door. I opened the door and peered outside into the darkness of the night. I flicked on the porch light, and readied my eyes to be blinded by it. After a few seconds, nothing happened. I aimed my flashlight to the light bulb that should've sent out light and saw that it had been busted.

With a sigh, I walked slowly out my porch, aiming my flashlight into the dark corners where I couldn't see. I noticed that a piece of paper was nailed to the side of my house. Slowly, I walked over to it and read it.

In very neat handwriting, it said 'Please do remember, no police, Mr. Aquosus.'

I gazed at the letter oddly, and I realized a lump on the ground that wasn't there before. I lift up the tarp that was covering it and saw Rez laying there. Only Rez wasn't alive, and she had a screwdriver through her neck. Lying on top of her was another letter which read:

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

"Damn that English son of a bitch, and his lyrics," I mumbled under my breath. Then I turned and shouted, "You hear that you bastard! Damn you Sting! You bastard! You…you…." And then I remembered what the maid had told me earlier. "….fag!"

There was no answer from the darkness, but I could've sworn I felt censors sizing me up because of the comment.

The next morning, I had drove into town and brought both letters to the sheriff. I sat in his office, and his eyes looked at me in horror.

"He killed Rez? My dog? God why?" he asked me in hysteria. He grabbed my shirt band and shook me, a typical display of overacting, and howled at the sky. "She had so much to live for! Why God? WWWHHHYYY!"

"Teepeelio, this is just a story. She is really alive, and in your house. You said I could use her for this." I said slowly.

"Oh…yeah." He got off his knees, wiped the tears from his eyes, and straightened his tie. "Right, sorry about that." Checking his script, he pulled a toothpick from somewhere and chewed on it thoughtfully. "So….now I'm supposed to act like this doesn't concern me, and throw in a joke about Sting being a cat person?"

"Yeah." I looked down and rubbed my forehead.

"Well, Aquosus, this doesn't concern me. Maybe Sting is a cat person," he said after a bit of prep work.

With that, I slapped my head, and walked out of his office mumbling, "I'm never having cameos in my stories again."

After leaving the sheriff's office, I drove into the city. I saw an ad once about a bodyguard for hire. A bodyguard sounded pretty good. I walked into his office and sat in the chair opposite of his desk. He smiled at me and shook my hand.

"Well, Aquosus, what can I do for you?" he said to me, still smiling. He was a big man. A big man, shoved in a big suit. He wore a couple of rings on one hand, and one the other he wore brass knuckles with the words 'eat it' on them.

"Well, um, Mister…" I looked at the name plate on his desk. It read 'Kik Yoas III'. "Mr. Yoas. I need a bodyguard." I then continued into the events that had leaded me into his office. Of course I left out the parts concerning the yaoi stories. Through my story, he had nodded his head in a concerning way, and I think he grunted at a few points.

"Well, I think I could help you out. However, you know my price don't you?" he said scratching his chin.

"Yeah, cheap. That why I came to you out of all the other bodyguards in the phonebook."

"Alright, I'll stop by your house tonight and maybe scope it out. Don't get scared if you see a black Pinto in your drive way," he said to me, still smiling. I thanked him, gave him directions to my house, and left. Only one more stop to go.

I went straight from Mr. Yoas' office to my ex-girlfriend, Autum's house. I really didn't want to see her. I had almost ripped the eyes from my head when I saw her in the mall six months ago. But I didn't want anymore of my friends' dogs dead either. I sat in my car right by Autum's house. It wasn't very big and fancy. Actually, it was really run down.

I sat in my car and readied myself to go up to the door and explain my story. I stared at the door through my rearview mirror, hoping that something would happen that would keep me from having to go into the house.

Just then the door opened up and she walked out, followed by another man. But as I peered closer I realized that I had recognized the man that was walking close behind her. He was talking so loud that I could even hear him from my car.

"…and then I took the arrow and stabbed this orc in the eye. After that, I pulled it out and shot another orc with the same arrow!"

I knew it! It was Orlando Bloom! My God, what was he doing with her? Didn't he have any pride?! By the time the shock finally wore off, I noticed that they had already gotten into a car and drove away. Leaving me in my car with my mouth open and the question,

"Is there really a God?"