Chapter 11
Meg met up with an angry Bastion on the roof of the hotel. She could hear him swearing through his sobs. She put a hand on her shoulder making Bastion turned his head slowly. She must think my family is a bunch of perverted monsters. He looked at Meg's sympathetic deep blue eyes.
"Leave me, you must find me a monster like my brothers," Bastion said making Meg move in front of him and taking her hands.
"I don't think that at all, but I do think Raoul has some serious issues that need to be resolved," Meg replied before she kissed her boyfriend on the forehead. "And you must be ridiculous to think you are anything like your siblings." Meg wondered how the Ra yellow young man that she had fallen in love could even compare himself to his brothers.
"Thanks," mumbled Bastion pulling his hands away from hers, but she didn't let go. He wondered how she could bare to look at him after what his brother had said and after that giant argument with his family. Why would she bother?
"Do you think you're like them?" asked Meg concernedly. She couldn't help him if he wouldn't open to her. She wanted him to cheer up more than anything.
"No," Bastion confessed, "but I think that under certain circumstances, I tend to be like them when they're angry. I know you deal with sisters with anger problems, and I don't want you to deal with me yelling like a bitch. I feel awful after doing that." He looked at Meg's intent eyes. He wondered what was running through her head, but he didn't know if she'd tell him.
"Don't worry about me," his girlfriend said calmly wrapping her arms around him, "If I remember right, you were defending me. How does that make you a monster when you are a man? My sisters are far worse, don't worry." She pondered the idea that Bastion could have used to look up to Raoul and Wesley, and he was now angry that their actions let him down. It was only a theory, but that's what she suspected.
"Will you help me get the ultimate revenge?" Bastion questioned. A smile formed on Meg's lips. She was a fierce one who enjoyed a good challenge.
"Of course," said Meg, "anything you want." The genius sitting across of her gave her a kiss on the cheek for thanks. You have no idea what that means to me thought Bastion wondering if he should tell her.
The two proceeded back downstairs to only be met by Crowler, Taniya, Raoul, Wesley, Miss Fontaine, Angel, and Bastion's parents. Oh dear god, shoot me now screamed Bastion mentally. This was his worst nightmare. What were his mother and father...no, his step-father going to think, because of course, he was the hellion in the family.
"Well Champ," began Bastion's step-father making Bastion cringe. He hated that name above all things. Did he really have to call him that? The step-father continued, "What were you just up to?" Bastion mentally flipped out Oh don't care about my three years of Duel Academy and my accomplishments and instead fucking jump to conclusion that I screwed Meg on the roof of some lame hotel.
"We were just talking," Bastion answered attempting to keep his cool. Taniya figured he wasn't lying so she grabbed Crowler's arm. We don't need to put them through anymore stress thought Taniya.
"What are you doing, Taniya?" demanded Crowler.
"They didn't do anything. So why should we badger them? Bastion is a horrible liar and so is Meg so we don't have a problem, do we?" Taniya answered as she hauled Crowler to where the teachers were going to slumber.
Meanwhile, the teens were dealing with family that arose from the pits of hell to put it blandly. "Bastion," began his overly religious mother, "You can tell us the truth, I mean if you lie about it, you're going to hell, and if you had premarital sex, you're also going to hell." Bastion felt his face grow red with bitter resentment.
"That's what I tried telling them, mother," said Raoul with a smug grin on his face that made Meg, Bastion, and Wesley all wanted to barf. Unfortunately, Wesley was too afraid of his mother and step-father to actually defend them in any way possible.
"Son, what the hell is wrong with you?" demanded his step-dad. Did he just call me son? Bastion's mind screamed. There was soon to be hell to pay. He should know, only my biological father is my real dad. My real dad, the one who had brains, no one else, is my dad.
"I am not your son," said Bastion bottling up his rage. "You aren't my dad!"
"Show some respect towards John, you are breaking one of the Ten Commandments," His mother chimed.
"I don't fucking care," Bastion replied angrily. "I shouldn't honor or respect anyone who treats me like crap." Wesley tossed Meg and Bastion their room keys. Wesley shrugged thinking things are going to be a drag for awhile. I need to get me something than pot tomorrow.
"Thanks, Wesley," thanked Bastion grabbing the key in mid-air. He looked over at his girlfriend who was thinking intently on one subject or the other. Bastion was going to do something about his whole family someway or the other.
Bastion took his girlfriend's hand making a signal saying let's get out of their hair before they start talking about the bible. She followed obediently looking back at Raoul then stopping.
"All of you have some major problems. If you think that I'm some girl meant to be taken for my body, you got me all wrong. You have no idea who you are messing with. I would expect you to treat Bastion like your family and with some respect. Oh and Raoul, I guess you are going to die a virgin since gay marriage is illegal. Sorry, bad actor boy," yelled Meg loudly so the whole hotel could hear. Bastion couldn't hold in his laughter at all. His girlfriend losing self-control was hilarious especially when she got angry. Meg smiled at her genius as they left to go to their rooms and perhaps re-work their plan a bit.
"That was brilliant," said Bastion before entering his room.
Meg smirked and said, "Meet me in my room at 3:30 am. I got an ingenious plan to put them in their place."
Mew Kazurinu: Well, now we know the majority of Bastion's over-the-top crazy family. What does Meg have up her sleeve? Find out next chapter.