Chapter 6

Keys

Okay well here is chapter 6. Please read and review! I do not own Constantine or any of the character except Cameo so far.

She sat across from him at the small brown table as he poured himself another drink. Taking the shot and swallowing it he looked to find Cameo staring at him. "Why are you scared about who I am?"

She only stayed silent looking around the room trying to ignore him as best as she could. "Why are you scared of me?"

She felt his burning gaze staring into her. It was unnerving. "Just give up Cameo…" as she looked up from her sweaty palms.

"I've heard stories of you Mr. Constantine. I have been told that you're an Exorcist, a demon hunter, a murderer and if I'm not mistaken a holy man also. Quite curious about that one but yes. Your well known in the religious world…"

Silence stayed between them as they continued to look at each other. "Tell me Mr. Constantine, what do you want from me? How did you even find me? Did you get some feeling?", as her voice came out in a husky whisper.

Hearing her his pants seemed to tighten immediately. "Yes…it was a very big feeling I got". Cameo only nodded her head staring at him curiously.

"So you just got this feeling and decided to kidnap me? Oh yeah that's a really good reason", murmuring sarcastically rolling her eyes.

Constantine also rolled his eyes at her dry sarcasm. "Its not like that. Its just some things that I see when I dream…", breaking his eye contact with her.

"What have you seen Mr. Constantine?", as she moved in slightly closer across the table. He decided to change the subject. "What's in the box Cameo?"

Cameo drew her self back blowing out a wisp of air, her eyes widening. He knew of the box. This was not good, not good at all.

"What box Mr. Constantine?". Playing stupid was the best next thing to get out of this predicament. "I'm never drinking in Papa Midnite's bar ever again. I get too drunk too quickly…."

John leaned back against the chair staring at her. He stayed silent. "He's trying to break me. If he thinks he can he is so fucking wrong!"

"What box Mr. Constantine?", she asked again.

"The one you have in your room".

"What's it look like?", as she grew nervous in the pit of her stomach. Why was he so interested?

"A mahogany made box, with different markings, and images around it. Vine's and flowers painted gold. Pretty valuable if you ask me. From the looks of it, it could cost in the millions for such a box…", he whispered his eyes growing dark.

"Never seen it", trying to stay calm, keeping her exterior cool. John slowly stood up leaning himself on the table on his palms as he bent over towards her face, his face just mere inches from hers.

"I think your lying, and I don't like liars"

"What are you going to do? Spank me till I tell?", as silence came between them. "Don't even answer that!", she raised her finger in a warning.

John grinned at her, as he walked around the table coming behind her. He pulled some hair that blocked her ear, as he moved the wisp of hair over her shoulder.

He kneeled behind her as he softly whispered in her ears causing tremors of delight to enter her body. "I know you have the box. I know it holds something that's really, really valuable and I want to know. And I know you know the fucking answers to my questions!'", as he yelled in her ears his voice becoming harsh.

Cameo shut her eyes flinching at his voice. "There is nothing to tell Mr. Constantine. I have nothing to tell you, so I guess I can just leave then", but before she could even raise herself from her chair he swung her chair to stand in front of him, as she sat before him. Once again he kneeled before her and grabbed her knee's roughly. "You are going to tell me!"

"NO!", as she started punching him, but he held her down. He was just too strong, as he took her punches which became weaker and weaker by the minute.

By the time she was finished, she ended up crying against his shoulder as he kneeled there awkwardly as she fell from the chair into his arms holding him tightly.

"Its bad……it's really bad", she whispered as he gently ran his hand up and down her back. He didn't even know how long they stayed in the embrace.

Finally after she calmed down, she fell backwards falling on her butt as she stared at his through her red puffy eyes.

"You want the truth? You can't handle the truth!", she said trying to sound like Jack Nicholson. John only shook his head at her sense of humor and sat down in front of her.

She sighed, as she grabbed a strand of her hair and started fingering it twirling it between her fingers. "It all started when I was seven years old. I use to live way out in the country. Pretty much Amish country", she murmured sarcastically.

John only nodded his head to continue. "Have you ever heard of the Stigmata Mr. Constantine?"

John stayed silent staring at her, as she slowly began pulling her glove off of her hand. He couldn't help but cringe slightly as she held her palm towards him.

He could almost see his way through her palms, as rope burns adorned her wrist. "I've had these since I was seven years old. My parents were very religious, and they cursed me believing that I was a shadow of the devil. That the lord was testing me, to see that if I was good that he would allow me to enter heaven. They believed that was why I kept receiving the images of his death. They decided that maybe it could be treated, so I was sent to a hospital where I spent most of my days being tested. Nothing was what so ever wrong with me, and all of the prescriptions and medicine didn't help either. They started thinking that maybe I was somehow inflicting pain on myself. So thinking me to be loony, I was sent to a mental institution when I was nine years old.

John felt pity for her. He was only 15 when he was sent in but to be only nine years old especially for someone who didn't understand why was just sad.

Cameo noticed a spark of pity in his eyes, as she waved him off smiling. "Don't worry about me. I mean the place really sucked and there were a lot of bad memories but now I'm free and that's all that matter".

"Well what happened afterwards?"

"Well…I found out that a month later my mother hung herself in the basement a bible laid below her feet. Dad had gone so psychotic with me being in the institution and with my mother killing herself he became a really bad alcoholic. He died from alcohol poisoning".

They stared at each other for a few minutes just studying each other. Cameo sighed and continued. "Since I was the so called "devil child" the rest of my family wanted nothing to do with me. So the institute kept me there until I would become healthy and when I could live on my own".

"When I turned eighteen it all stopped. The wounds in my hands disapeered, and the scars along my back and wrist disappeared also. It was like nothing had every happened really, so they let me go".

"And it came back?", as Cameo shook her head. "Trust me John I waited for it…"

Silence came between them. She had such a rough life also just like him. Her own family shunned her away for the things that came to her through Stigmata. She had done nothing wrong as a child and yet this is what God had done to her.

He shook his head angrily, smirking not surprised by God's actions. But then he stopped, "Wait,….she never told me what was in the box".

"Cameo…what's in the box?"

She looked up from her lap. Damn. She had hoped that he would have forgotten being too caught up in her story.

"You know the story of St. Peter don't you Constantine?"

"Vaguely I guess"

"Remember when Jesus had came to Peter after the crucifiction, giving Peter one of the greatest gifts ever?"

John grew silent as he fell to his own world wondering. "What had Jesus given to Peter?"

"One of the most important symbols of our Catholic faith. That is why Jesus had called Peter his rock. The rock that he would build his church on…", as John looked up, shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Cameo nodded. "In the box that I own I hold the most important instruments of heaven. The keys to the gates of heaven…"

Well that's the next chapter! You got to learn a little about Cameo and you finally have found out what was in the box! Please review!