Chapter 3

Infidelity Spreads

HDM: ummm....i don't have a good reason for updating ;; ::gets a tomato thrown at her head:: OO; um...yeahhh this is updating by request only!

By the way, this is Pepito's POV

Days have passed without a word from Todd; I'm started to worry. Did he actually have fun with the cock sucker or did I actually offended Todd in some way, shape, or form? 'What did I do?' I thought, 'I have done nothing wrong...except make mutant canible lemors but that was an expirment!'

I look into my now dusty mirror and wipe away the dust and sees my real reflection. It shows a sickly-looking boy with enough metal on my face to set off a metal detector. I ran his pointed finger over ever piercing, from his eyebrow to the lip and chin. I stuck out his tongue to show TWO piercings on his tongue. My eyes are lined with black, both makeup and to show my insomnia. I have two oddly coloured eyes are demonic in itself. My horns of ivory poke out from my forehead but are hidden by my locks of black hair.

"My God...I'm a monster"

I curl up in his bed and keep myself close. I can feel tears running down, I think that my make up is running. I don't know why, but I feel forsaken and abandoned. What can I say? I have no real family; Mother is a mere shell of a being. Father just cares about power and my sucsession. Myra, I haven't really got to know her and it's not her fault. Her life isn't peaches and cream. I just think that I am trapped and I can't reach the keys. I just remember crying myself to sleep...and no one will know

I am awaken by the yelling of the neighbors and the smell of burnt tires. I look out into the sky and I see only red. Of course, it's not really red but you know what I mean. I look in the mirror, my eye make up ran down my cheeks and I look like the dude from Kiss. I wipe it off with my sleeve and walk downstairs. As I expected, no one questions anything.

I come into school without any thought of tests or homework or assignment. I don't care about 'friends' or anything real mortals hold dear. I watch, everyone have at least someone to talk to and can trust. Hordes of girls in a pack, jocks gathering at the cafeteria, punks and goths outside smoking, and the geeks and nerds flocking to the library. I don't belong in any of the category, truth be told. I don't like to play sports, I don't like any of the punks or goths because they think I'm a poser, and I beat down the nerds when they come four feet of me (not to be a bully, I'm afraid of catching what they have)

I sat under a tree outside the high school and shuffle for a cigrette. I put the butt between my lips and light up my santuary. Every puff I can feel the effects of the nicotine. I can feel the tension release from my body and for a bit I am happy. Brie walks by and cocks her head. "You know, smoking can kill..." she says while eyeing the cigarette. I sway the cigrette to the side and she follows it like a puppy. God, it's so amusing to have something on the only person who tolerates my asshole-ness.

While we were in our little smoking circle, I can see Todd getting off the bus. I was about to take another puff when suddenly some dick shoves him in the grass. He fucking puts his foot on his back! Oh my FUCKING God I threw down my cigarette and stormed off toward the direction. I can hear the taunts "Your mom's a pill popper!" and "Your dad sells you off to the street!" (which doesn't make a real great taunt but still...they're idiots)

"You dick lickers have two seconds to get off of him." I growl with my head tilted down. They cannot see my eyes so they think I subordinate and weak. "Hey, you can't call us that you satanic whore!" they scream. My eye twitches slighly. "Whore? You say that while licking your girlfriends' clip..." I say with a grin. I look up and my eyes turn black. They stagger but still have the stupid look on their face. "Maybe you need to be taught what pain is..."

Next thing that happens is that one of the guys' intestines burst out of his stomache and shoved through his mouth. The tube (being 35 feet aproximatly) whipped through his organs, coming out of every hole you can think of until it broke into his heart and brain. The next guy had a javalin shoved through his ass until his was chewing on the cold metal. He was then placed across a bonfire and was served rotisserie style. The final victom's skin was turned into beef...you can concoct what happened to him.

Todd looks at the kids and then look at me. I don't like the look, it's...disappointing. "Why..." he asks, "Why did you do that to them?" I stand there, I can't even move. Is he serious? Sure it was extreme but he actually felt remorse for his tormentors. "What...what are you, Pepito?"

What am I?

I didn't go to school, I couldn't bear seeing his eyes...those sad and disappointed eyes. I couldn't be free of the guilt that resides in the pit of my stomache. I cannot be released of this feeling of fresh agony and pain. I'm done my second pack of smokes and I can't calm down. I'm shaking uncontrollably and I can't breath. What are these feelings that cultivate my being? What is this thing that chokes my priorities and makes me feel, dare I say compassion?

My God...I'm turning into a human like the rest...

I have decided that it's best for me to just go down to Hell for a bit and maybe get these feelings checked out by Myra or Father. I walk to the basement through the trap down outside and I walk down the never ending stairs. I can feel the fires of hell all around my body and I feel at home. I can smell the burning of human flesh and the screaming of the damned and it soothes me. I take a glimpse of something floating in a blue bubble, it's Myra in meditation. I throw a rock up to break her out of the trance.

"Myra!" I call, "I want to die!" She looks at me as if I was nuts. "Um, you're a demented diety, you can't die..." she says bluntly. I just shake my head. "I should be able to just put a bullet through my head, it'll be easier..." I mumble. "What's up chicken butt? You're never really depressed as suicidal!" Myra calls out. I wipe away beaded sweat from my forehead and look at her. Her honey hued eyes pierced through me and I cannot escape them. I choke on my words. "It's about Todd, isn't it Pepito?" she inquires. I back away like a timid little creature. "You don't know anything about this!! You don't know what I feel!!" I scream...my yelling scares her a bit, "Just leave me alone!"

I ran away from my home...I didn't know where to go. I cry out to the laughing gods "Damn you all to the rancid bowls of the nether regions! Fuck you to oblivioion!! Leave this shadow of rotton luck from my head onto another poor sap and leave me be!" I cry out to the pouring rain. I walk along the empty road, not knowing where my legs will carry me. I see my reflection in the water puddle, it's distorted and grotesque, it's a compelling portrait of my inside soul. I finally cannot walk another step and I fall onto someone's lawn. I drift off into an unconscious state. All I hear before I slip away is my name...from someone I know...

End of Chapter Three

HDM: I WILL update if I get nice reviews! ;; um...yeah this is where the plot thickens...