Chapter 11 Increasing Apathy

Summary: HI guy's sorry about these breaks I have between each chapter I hate it when I read a story and that happens so I apologise for being a hypocrite but it's better than me giving you something rushed and lame. Any who Columbia comes back to a vehement roommate and a boyfriends rejection, she really doesn't need this under the circumstances but is there a light yet...? (Sort of a Columbia based chapter)

Columbia was greeted by a rather mournful looking Riff raff who, as she had expected, passed right by her without a greeting of any sort to pick up her suitcases off the floor. She managed a weak smile at least they hadn't bothered to be sympathetic, she half wondered if that was a sarcastic remark, after all just yesterday she had been around people who sympathised with her and she hated it then but she kind of wanted it back. A part of her almost felt like she had just arrived at a whole new level of depression. Well this was Frank's house, the jail of one sided sex.

Riff raff stood with his back to her in the middle of the hallway and sighed to himself.

"Hey Riffy, where is Frank?"

"Probably in the lab or watching a human film with Eddie,"

"Who's Eddie? Did Frankie get his creature done already? I thought it wouldn't be done for a while-"

"No His creature is only half way done, not even that, Eddie is just an earthling he picked up at a bar or club, same sort of thing, Magenta thinks he's very loud and vulgar."

"Oh, I see, he see's my leave as a chance to pull someone else into his bed. That's Frank all over I guess, I always knew he would-but I- I didn't think it would hurt this much, I think I actually loved him..."

"You humans are so possessive when it comes to lovers, it's always one or nothing!"

"you can talk, your an obsessive compulsive handy man with an incestuous obsession with his sister, and you know, it's kinda creepy when you refer to our activities as human stuff, I still haven't gotten used to you lot being aliens." Whoa that felt good to say now...she had Frank to give a piece of her mind to..."

"We wouldn't think ourselves aliens just like you don't think you're aliens." His eye still twitching from the insult.

"Whatever, how is the bride of Frankenstein anyway?" Columbia was feeling rather vehement today and a fight with someone would feed her blood lust, especially if her opponent was Frank.

"Who?"

"Magenta."

"Magentas getting married, she didn't tell me, how she could betray me like that! I will have her HEAD!" a vein pulsed in riff raff's temple and his throat retracted venomously.

"Ok, sweetie. I was just joking, Frankenstein is a fictional character, he made a creature of dead bodies, ring any bells, Yes...no? Anyway, I was just referring to-AH never mind, god!" man, she could really hate Riff raff, thank god he wasn't her brother! The overprotective dimwit.

Riff raff yawned and walked up the stairs opening the door to magentas room, Columbia was taken aback by his speed even when carrying huge bulks of suitcases and felt a strange need to keep up with him.

"Magenta is probably in the kitchen ordering a take out."

"So? Why do I care, it's not like we'll be talking anytime soon...right?"

"Well you two will be sharing a room from now on, so I would find it surprising if you two managed to not converse with each other, you two having such a great wit in all, not to mention a woman's insane need to talk."

vein throbbing in Columbia's head much "Your saying what about a what now?"

"I said-"

"How the hell am I supposed to stay alive while sharing a room with Magenta, let alone sleep? She'll probably just sit in a corner with a cup of coffee staring at me with a knife in her hand waiting for me to fall asleep while I try and stay awake with one eye open!"

Riff raff's eyebrow twitched as he watched her mouth work wonders at an astounding rate. "My god, your parents must have been proud of you..."

Columbia's bottom lip stuck out and she placed her hands on her hips, "Why Riff raff, I never took you as one of the joke telling kind, you being so dim and all,"

"I'll have you know that on my planet I was considered a genius, no one known could match my skill in science and that was when I was in high school,"

"You don't lack for modesty do you, I can only imagine what your parents were like, and I dread to think! Where are they anyway, I would have thought parents to a genius would do anything to keep their prized possession in the home-"

Riff raff zoned out and suddenly went within himself, his parents? How long had it been since he had thought of them, they seemed like strangers now, just acquaintances. How long had he turned his nose to the drowning feelings of regret, guilt and vulnerability? He could barely remember his house, all he could remember was a winding staircase and even then he couldn't remember the colour or texture, and that room, that musty sweet smelling room Magenta called her own, the room where they had played as youngsters and argued as siblings and made love-the room where she bid herself to repair the jail garments that would bind there new lives to Franks unyielding hold.

Riff raff couldn't even remember his reason for wanting to go home again. The idea of it just kept him going.

"Hey...Riffy are you ok?" Columbia had a feeling she had crossed the line again with never ending rambles, he looked so sad and painful, slightly hunched as if trying to protect his gut from a huge blow, or maybe she'd already dealt the blow. Maybe his parents were dead, maybe there was a time when he was considered normal and went through life like a normal boy but had that ripped from him like band aid, just as fast and just as painful. She knew how painful it was to lose a parent, her mother had just passed and they weren't exactly Siamese twins, and they had a lot of difficulties with each other...but...now that her mother was gone the thing that hurt most was that she could never patch things up with her, all her chances of understanding her mother were gone, Columbia guessed it was true, you never do know what you've got until you lose it. Columbia's mouth trembled as the searing pain came back to her chest and drowned her heart in a mourning sorrow too large for words. She loved her mummy, and she had the chance to make things right...and now she never could, ever. Not until her own cold dead body lay mouldering beside hers. She wanted to apologise to Riff raff so much, but all she could do was stand there mouth agape in a silent form of pain. Riff raff stared at her his blue eyes twinkling with some of that old youth he used to have back on his planet as he reminisced his life on Transsexual Transylvania, a glistening pain swam through him, he'd lost everything. He slowly reached out and held on to Columbia's hand gripping it tightly.

Riff raff's eyes darted around the room as if expecting to see his parents standing there, his mum with that admirable pride in her eye and his father with that amused twinkle that used to annoy him of so much. Where were they? Were they safe, what happened to his mother, was she well and coping? Was his father still serving, was he even alive? Were they even alive?

He tried to remember his mothers sculpture like features but all he could see was the back of her, he tried to remember his father's fiery red hair and prominent bodily tones but all he see was a figure cast in shadows baring teeth out to get him and fire surrounding his body.

What trickery is this, Riff raff thought, why couldn't he think of home as his home.

Columbia sniffed and for once felt like running into Riff raff's arms and holding onto him as tight as life hung onto her, but she couldn't, not with Riff raff, certainly not with Frank, Magenta would probably hear her out, she's always been a dear for that, but she didn't need an ear this time, she needed an end, she wanted a near death experience...she wanted to die. And yet amongst all the darkness the tiniest light prevailed and all she could see was Riff raff's hand tightly entwined in her own.

Riff raff looked as though he was falling asleep and Columbia found the strength to put her hand on top of his and her own snapping him slowly out of his stupor, he stared at their hands and held on ever more tightly, Columbia tried to get his attention with her eyes so that she could make him see she was sorry, but Riff raff was in a trance and the only thing that showed in his eyes was a dancing malice, a malice that did the jig around Frank's face and stomped on it to.

Columbia thought about how much Frank had wronged her, used her as a sex toy, trapped her in this god forsaken castle, cut her hair, forced her to love him then chewed on her heart and spat it out. She thought of how she had been replaced by this...Eddie...like a worn out shag rag, and for once she realised that if she had taken her mums advice and stayed safe with her instead of running of with Frank then she and her mum would have been fine, there would have been no late night arguments, no bitching no back stabbing just everyday mother to daughter love and vice versa, but now her mum was dead and Frank had twisted his cunning to make it her fault by offering her the free will of either staying with her mother or joining Frank. She hated nothing so much as herself in that moment and she hated Frank for it.

"I'll help you do it."

Riff raff looked at her as if she'd just broken the most beautiful silence his ears had ever come across. "What."

"You want to kill him, right?" asked Columbia quite unsure of herself, "Well I think I want to as well, and for me to just sit still and watch when I could be taking revenge on him for everything he's done to me and mother, that would be a sin. We are going to do it,"

Riff raff cocked his head slightly. "Magenta-"

"No, no magenta, I don't want her being a part of this; this is way too personal for the likes of her."

Riff raff scowled inside but held his composure, Magenta had lost just as much if not more so than he and if anyone took this personal it were her, but this was his shot, this was his chance, and with magenta or not he had to take it.

"I'm in."

A green frost glazed Columbia's eyes and caressed his hand, "Good...Good."