SIN
Chapter 37: SIN
(5 Years Later Outside Prison)
Chad slowly stepped out and walked down the seven steps in front of the place he had spent five years of life. Prison had changed Chad. He had entered a strong handsome teen but now he was a weak taut adult. His confidence was broken, he looked like he was barely a hundred pounds and his eyes were empty. His family had disowned him; he had cut contact with Cree just before his third year in prison and Lenny stopped sending letters for almost a year and a half now.
Chad wore a marina, sweat pants and white sneakers. All of it was random pieces of Prison clothing. The marina he had worn under his prison uniform, the sweat pants was worn sometimes when prisoners went to exercise, and the white sneakers that all prisoners wore with the prison's initials on it. He had to wear all this because his suit that he had worn just before he had to change into prison uniform five years ago could no longer fit him. Everything kept falling off no matter how hard he tried. So he asked a warden if he could wear something else instead. The warden thought that Chad's clothes could fetch a nice price at a thrift store so he let Chad have the clothes he now wore. Chad even had to give up his shoes because he had become too thin to wear them as well.
Chad walked until he came to a shelter. He had heard of it in prison and how it took care of anyone who was homeless.
"They better since I've been walking for hours," Chad muttered to himself and he entered the slightly derelict two-story brick building.
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(One Hour Later at 2pm at Cree Lincoln's Penthouse)
Cree stepped inside feeling exhausted and fell right unto her plush couch. She had just completed an undercover mission for Father and was exhausted. The mission had taken a week and now she was going to rest on the couch a little and then take a nice long bath.
Suddenly the phone rang and after a cry of anger for being interrupted from her well deserved rest, she got up and answered it.
"Hello," Cree said softly.
"It's me Cree, Mary Jane," Mary Jane responded in a hoarse voice and suddenly sniffled, "Hoagie…" she started to say but stopped and broke down into sobs.
"Not again!" Cree cried, "with who?" she demanded.
"Greta," Mary Jane responded tearfully.
"Greta!" Cree cried incredulously, "that fat cow!" she shouted.
"She's not fat anymore," Mary Jane said as she sniffled, "I saw her last week," she said, "she looks like a goddess," she told Cree.
"Goddesses look awesome Mary Jane," Cree responded.
"She has the full figured body of some of the most beautiful actresses in the world," Mary Jane revealed, "she's even dyed her hair reddish brown and her hour glass shape is way better than my broom stick like one."
"So you're telling me that she looks good?" Cree asked still not believing her.
"She's not the fat girl that left my Father's house four years ago," Mary Jane said seriously, "I should've listened to my father," she said tearfully, "that Hoagie Gilligan's nothing but ill bred trouble."
"All I heard was that she gained independence from her parents at seventeen, took a portion of her inheritance and disowned them," Cree said.
"Well you haven't heard about her being one of the hottest therapists in history and is considering taking a break from her job to model," Mary Jane informed Cree.
"Well I'm sorry that she's moving in on your man Hoagie," Cree said, "but honestly Mary Jane, he's not good enough for you," she added.
"That's why I'm dumping him tonight," Mary Jane said suddenly.
Cree sighed. Mary Jane had said this before. And she always ended up going back to him.
"Good for you Mary Jane," Cree said happily instead of voicing her true feelings.
"I think that Chad should be out of jail now," Mary Jane said moving on to a different subject.
"But he's alienated everyone who'd go see him," Cree told her, "and I honestly want to remember him as he was before he went to prison," she added.
"Oh," Mary Jane said, "I really appreciate how you've been there for me," she said suddenly.
"I've always had a soft spot for DCFDTL," Cree responded, "especially for certain members," she added kindly.
"Thank You," Mary Jane said softly, "for everything."
"Your Welcome," Cree told her.
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(Meanwhile in New York)
"Equal rights for all!" Abigail screamed and others shouted in agreement with her.
Abigail had succeeded in becoming one of the youngest and most influential female African American Gay Activists in America. She advanced and graduated High School at sixteen and since then has been travelling around America and a few other countries pressing for gays to have rights equal to heterosexuals. Even in those countries where not only personal and moral grounds but religious grounds as well made it almost impossible for any public display of homosexuality to be shown or legalized, Abigail pushed for homosexuals to not be discriminated in other arenas like the job sector and so on. Not everywhere was going to legalize homosexuality. But at least she could do her best to get them to disallow persons and businesses from being able to discriminate against known homosexuals by denying them jobs without fair reason, ability to adopt without proper cause and so on.
Sitting near the podium where Abigail Lincoln stood was Lizzie Divine, long time girlfriend of Abigail Lincoln and her favourite supporter. Still plump and one of the youngest members of the Wrestling Federation, she took breaks whenever she could to follow Abigail on her campaigns. Both forsook higher education to immediately go after their dreams. They always could go to University later. They wanted to pursue their dreams now.
After the Campaign was over and Abigail and Lizzie finally got into their Toyota and left, Lizzie leaned over and kissed Abigail on the cheek as the car moved off.
"Not while I'm driving," Abigail protested but still smiled.
"I think some photographers caught that one," Lizzie said sheepishly as Abigail continued to drive, "think it will cause a lot of buzz?"
"Not if I'm not a widely known activist going steady with Lizzie Devine of the Wrestling Federation who can also wrestle wrestlers on the mat in her spare time because she wants to," Abigail responded and Lizzie blushed, "you really know how to pick when to be romantic," she told Lizzie as she shook her head.
"I can't help it," Lizzie said and pouted, "I love you."
"Me too," Abigail agreed with a smile, "have you noticed who Hoagie's around now?" she asked.
"How can I not when I read the papers?" Lizzie responded incredulously, "that jerk Greta!" she cried, "stealing Hoagie right under Mary Jane's nose," she said angrily, "she's probably spiting MJ because her brother Lenny didn't want her," she said with a huff.
"Lenny's gay," Abigail said, "what was he supposed to do?" she asked, "pretend that he could truly love Greta?"
"Well she obviously can't accept that," Lizzie said frankly, "she's probably going to throw Hoagie away the moment his use is expired," she said darkly.
"I don't know," Abigail said slowly, "she seems to really be enjoying herself with him," she said to Lizzie, "not all girls throw guys aside because they're not in love with them."
"Are you saying she might take him?" Lizzie asked in disbelief.
"Take him?" Abigail asked loudly, "I'm saying she's gonna keep him!" she cried.
"But she can't!" Lizzie responded, "he's with Mary Jane!" she protested.
"The guy's been cheating on her for well over a year if not years now," Abigail said frankly, "from what I've heard she keeps going back to him soon after dumping him," she said, "it's in the pages of The Star and US Weekly as well as the trashy tabloids."
"Guess when Father is your well Father, you can't expect a love life to be kept out of the papers," Lizzie said sadly, "maybe it would be better if he cut her loose," she said in a defeatist tone.
"Yeah she deserves better than that guy," Abigail agreed, "and the only person MJ confides in now is my jerky bitch of a sister," she said darkly, "just months ago Cree brought it up and gloated."
"I just wish…" Lizzie said angrily.
"I'm sorry Lizzie but my sister would beat you in no time flat," Abigail interrupted, "you know the kind of work that she does for Father," she added.
"Yeah," Lizzie said, "but I'd still love to kick her butt."
"So would I Lizzie," Abigail agreed, "so would I."
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(Meanwhile at the DCFDTL Mansion)
Lenny drank his cocoa was he sat across from Father in his office.
"All this will be Mary Jane's someday," Father said reflectively, "this office, what I do for a living, my power, my legacy," he said, "all will be hers," he said to Lenny, "but 'til then it's mine, including this office which I'm tired of her running in here crying about Hoagie Gilligan," he said angrily and slammed his fist on the table.
"You might not have to bear that scoundrel in our lives much longer," Lenny said suddenly.
"Oh?" Father responded.
"You've been away on business, you must not have heard," Lenny said to him.
"Heard about what?" Father asked.
"Greta," Lenny responded.
"Why would I care about that cow!" Father shouted.
"Because she's got her claws into Hoagie," Lenny revealed to Father, "and you know she's no longer fat and plain," he criticized Father, "she's a horrible bitch with a pretty face yes, but not a cow," he said, "at least not anymore anyway," he added.
"She'll always be a cow to me!" Father declared loudly, "always!" he cried.
"Well if she's a cow, Hoagie's definitely learned how to say moo," Lenny told Father frankly, "papers have spot them all over together and don't get me started on how they make fun of Mary Jane's undying dedication to him."
"Worthless ill-bred bastard," Father snarled.
"Yes Father you've always called Hoagie…" Lenny started to say.
"Hoagie!" Father cried incredulously, "I'm talking about that little heifer Greta!" he shouted, "making my little girl look and feel bad!"
"It might be for the best though," Lenny said calmly.
"Excuse me?" Father asked almost dangerously.
"If Greta gets Hoagie," Lenny said to Father, "Hoagie dumps Mary Jane," he told Father, "for good."
Father stared at Lenny for a moment. Then a broad grin appeared on his face.
"That bitchy cow is finally paying her dues," Father whispered, "excellent."
Lenny nodded in agreement.
"How's your old friend Chad?" Father decided to ask, "he's free as of today," he reminded Lenny.
"I had actually forgotten," Lenny confessed, "I broke contact over a year ago."
"You never told me why," Father stated.
"I always said it was for the best," Lenny said almost testily.
"Trust me," Father said, "I've never minded you breaking contact with that boy," he told Lenny.
"And I don't regret breaking contact with him," Lenny said proudly, "he's a convicted criminal anyway," he added.
"Glad you've finally accepted that," Father said approvingly.
"Besides I've become much better at choosing male mates anyway," Lenny said simply.
"And actually keeping it private," Father ensured to added.
"Yes Father I have," Lenny said formally, "I most certainly have," he said a small grin playing on his lips as he returned to sipping cocoa.
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(6pm at a Soccer Game)
Scores of fans cheered as the winning team came off the field. This winning force had among them the now engaged unstoppable force known as Nigel and Fanny, or their combined nickname, Nanny. Fanny found it annoying and Nigel embarrassing. But they quickly learned that getting angry or emotional about it in public only made it stick even worse. So they decided to try and ignore it and bear it out.
"That was some game," a male member said enthusiastically as they entered the showering area, "too bad your fiancé has to shower in a different area all by herself, huh Nigel?" he teased.
"She's the only female on our team," Nigel said formally as he was used to this teasing by now, "and she's not going to shower with the rest of us," he added frankly.
"Of course she won't," Herbie said as he stepped in, "how's my team doing?" he asked.
"Awesome Herb!" most of them shouted back to their major sponsor.
After every team member left except Nigel, Herbie sat next to him.
"So how's everything?" Herbie asked.
"Awesome," Nigel said brightly, "you?"
"Great I love sponsoring this team and doing competitive swimming," Herbie said happily.
"I'm glad," Nigel said, "glad that you're happy," he said softly.
Herbie rest a hand kindly on Nigel's shoulder.
"I forgave you years ago," Herbie told him.
"I know," Nigel said.
"Hey," Fanny said suddenly as she entered.
"Hey," Herbie replied.
"Having another guilt trip I see," Fanny said seeing Nigel's solemn face.
"I'm sorry," Nigel apologized, "it was bad what I did."
"But we're together," Fanny insisted, "isn't that enough," she asked him desperately.
"You have to let it go," Herbie said firmly, "I did and you cheated on me not vice versa," he reminded Nigel.
"That's true," Nigel agreed.
"It's okay Nigel," Fanny said brightly, "the ugly part has passed," she told him.
"Yeah," Nigel said and laughed, "I have a future wife and a great best friend," he said looked lovingly at both his fiancé and Herbie, "and I couldn't ask for more."
"Except when it comes to cash," Herbie said and Nigel scowled while Fanny and Herbie laughed at him.
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(Meanwhile in England at a prestigious University)
Taylor took notes and listened diligently to the lecturer. Taylor had decided to study to be a lawyer and was working very hard to achieve this. He had moved on from Greta and could care less about her whereabouts.
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(9pm at the Beatles Residence)
Wally and Kuki laughed and continued eating popcorn in Wally's room. They were watching comedy skits on cable and enjoying themselves.
Over the years Wally was able to move on as far as he could from being raped. He didn't have anymore nightmares, but he was now more careful about where he was. Despite the years he never ventured to too many lonely places alone. Even when the area was known as safe and non-violent.
"Why do you want to be a nurse Kuki?" Wally asked, "especially at some of those places you volunteer at?"
"Because I help people Wally," Kuki protested, "and those places that I volunteer at need all the help that they can get," she added.
"Because they're at war zones, near crack houses, have ex-cons, do I need to go on?" Wally pointed out.
"I'm not going to be a nurse at some swanky hospital," Kuki said angrily.
"Why not!" Wally demanded.
"Because that's where people typically go to," Kuki replied, "I want to be where people dread to tread, where people need care but can't get enough just because of where they live, their record, or their past," she said, "I want to make a difference Wally," she emphasized.
"You can make it in safer places," Wally told her.
"I'm not hiding," Kuki snapped.
"Neither am I," Wally snapped back, "I like making a difference," he spat, "but I'm not going to run around playing basketball in the most violent places everyday!" he shouted.
"I'm not going to stop making a difference just because you're afraid of me getting hurt like you were!" Kuki suddenly exploded.
Kuki gasped and covered her mouth. But the damage had already been done.
"I just worry about you," Wally said softly.
"I know Wally," Kuki said and hugged him, "but I love my job and feel fulfilled."
"I know," Wally said.
"You're not just thinking about my work are you?" Kuki asked him.
Wally shook his head.
"He's not going to come after you Wally," Kuki reassured him, "he has a lot more to worry about," she told him, "like how to get his life together," she suggested.
"I hope he rots," Wally said hatefully.
"He'll pay for it forever," Kuki told Wally, "not too many people want to hire a ex-con," she said frankly, "especially one charged with rape," she added.
"Not a lot of comfort," Wally said bitterly.
"Well a friend of mine called and said she saw him," Kuki decided to tell Wally.
"What?" Wally asked incredulously.
"She said he looked sickly, like he was starved in prison," Kuki revealed, "she thinks he might die on the streets," she added.
Wally thought about this for a moment. He hadn't expected to hear that. He thought that he'd hear that Chad had left prison healthy and meaner and ready to get a sports career. But hear that he's starving and probably dying?
"Good," Wally said firmly, "he deserves to die, the bastard," he said hatefully.
"Forget about him," Kuki said sweetly and kissed Wally on the cheek, "focus on basketball and us," she said and kissed him lovingly on the lips.
Wally closed his eyes and kissed her back.
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(2 a.m. at a Luxurious Private Hotel)
He kissed Alexander passionately as their bare chests pressed heavily against each other. They continued their love making until they were both exhausted. They lay entangled in twisted bed sheets breathing hard and sweating.
"You think you can truly marry someone that you don't love Stewart?" Alexander asked.
"I have to," Stewart responded.
"I wish I could say coming out won't be so bad," Alexander said, "but with my own experience and witnessing the experience of others, I can't."
"I know," Stewart said, "it must be nice not committing to anyone."
"I wouldn't mind being more of a one person guy," Alexander said softly, "but life…"
"You mean Fanny," Stewart said.
"I can't believe she cheated on me," Alexander said, "with Nigel!"
"Well they're engaged now so it's a pretty safe bet that they'll be together for a while," Stewart said frankly.
"I hate the both of them," Alexander said bitterly.
"Sin," Stewart said suddenly.
"What?" Alexander asked.
"Nothing, just thinking about the whole sin thing and karma," Stewart said with a shrug.
"Well I hope it's true for some people," Alexander said bitterly.
"Forget about them and kiss me," Stewart said flirtatiously.
Alexander laughed and did just that.
SINThe End
Death's Soulmate: Yes it's over. I decided to just do one instead of two chapters. I thank everyone who has read and reviewed. You helped make this story the most reviewed and one of the best stories I've ever written and I thank you. I hope you enjoyed the last chapter and please read and review.
Posted: March 7, 2005
Last Updated: January 9, 200
Completed: Thursday August 31, 2006