Chapter 41 Nice little chat

Raven;

Iziah was pretty much in a bad mood so we made ourselves scarce, when she's in a bad mood you better watch the hell out, so I had locked myself in my room, I think the others did the same, she was still down there in her room swearing and crying, we weren't going to mention that we knew she was crying, Iziah didn't like to show emotion, well other than intense rage. I pottered around doing nothing really, there wasn't really much I could do, all my homework was done and all Jamie related needs had been taken care of so I was just waiting for bed and the night terrors, I wonder where this one will take me and I hope I have the sense to put some damn clothes on. Soft tapping came to the window, I almost jumped outta fucking skin, damn zombies sneaking up on me, thats how they get you, sneak up on you when you least expect it. It came again as I pulled on my singlet "Hold up, I'm comin!"

When I pulled the window open I wasn't expecting to see Randy on the other side, "I see what you mean about nipples"

"Other than my nipples, is there a reason you're here?"

"I can leave"

I saw it in his eyes, he wasn't about to leave even if I meant it. "Just give me a moment"

I shut the window again and pulled out my special silver box, before I joined him on the roof I pulled on my black hoodie, at least he wouldn't be able to see my nipples through it. He was already sitting on the blue metal when I pushed the window open, his icy eyes scanning our back yard. I was inches from him, his skin almost brushing against mine, it was the wrong time for a flash of heat.

"So, everything ok?" I asked putting the silver box in front of me, gently lifting the lid so it didn't creak too much. I hated creaks.

Randy shrugged his broad shoulders but didn't say anything else. I peaked over at his yard, more rotten fruit and more harsh words, it was now topped off by the head of a stray cat, yeah someone had actually be-headed a cat and dropped it on the front door step. I'm started to think they don't like Randy or his father, but that could just be me.

"Whats with the box?"

"My father gave it to me when I was six, a few months before he died. I used to keep my special stuff like jewllery and notes and stuff but I don't really have much of that crap now, now its just where I hide my weed"

He blanched, I saw it in his whole body, he shouldn't of been surprised really, I mean we're well known for being a bit psychotic so why is smokin' weed such a shocker.

"Weed?"

I flicked a look at him while I rolled a joint, I didn't smoke it all the time but every now and then you need a gentle hit to take you away from reality, it wasn't my reality that sucked right now, it was his.

"Yes Randal, weed"

"Didn't think you smoked"

"Every now and then" I shut the lid and patted myself down for a lighter, sadly it was inside.

"Hold up, I got ya" Randy pulled out his own lighter and sparked it up. I lent in making sure not to catch my hair, I did that once and it wasn't fun, singed hair didn't smell very good. He put it away as I let the drugs hit me, it was damn lucky that Dad wasn't here, he would super kick my head off my pretty shoulders if he knew.

"You want some?"

He just looked at it, I could practically see the devil and angel on his shoulders. "Sure"

Randy took a little hit and started coughing, I smacked his back until he was breathing normally, "You've never smoked before have you"

"No, was it that obvious?"

"Only a little" I took it back and had another drag, "Wanna try again Viper?"

Randy let out a deep laugh "Viper?"

"Kinda nickname we made up, it wasn't meant to sound cool but there you go"

He took it off me and had another puff, minus the coughing. He passed it back to me and I put it out, I could only handle a little bit at a time unless he wanted to hold my hair back while I puked, not sure he would at this point.

"So you still haven't said why you're here, don't get me wrong I enjoy the company but the last time we were together it was like you hated me"

"I don't hate you, things are just hard at the moment"

"Yeah I got that" I let out a breath, "So wanna tell me what with the cat head?"

"Cat was my Dad's, they cornered it and chopped his head off, Dad's been in tears for a while. He loved that cat."

I patted his hand which he moved swiftly, I guess he didn't like my contact, I could live with that, (as long as I saw Shane tomorrow, yeah you see where I'm going with that)

"I'm sorry Randy, I know how you feel"

"Do you?" His eyes peirced mine with loathing, he had heard that alot from people who didn't know squat.

"Two of your ex-friends cornored Jamie's bunny rabbit and hacked it to peices, they sent her the ears. She didn't sleep for weeks"

"Sorry"

We just relaxed for a moment, the slight breeze providing the best back drop for getting stoned. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure Randy, as long as its not can you take your top off"

"Oh then never mind"

I shoved him slightly, "But seriously?"

"What was it like?"

"What was what like?"

He quickly looked around to see if we really were alone, "The mental house" His voice even dropped a whole octive, weird.

"It wasn't nice"

He waited for me to go on but I didn't, I wasn't about to tell him about the hell I went through, being locked away and pumped full of drugs, mixed in with random beatings and one attempted rape, it wasn't an experience that I wanted to share with anyone, not even my sisters knew what I went through, I refuse to let anyone know, it wasn't something that people should know about.

We just stayed together on the roof and let the weed do its magic, pretty soon I would see little elves dancing on the lawn, I love those little guys.

"You heard about the scandal"

"Which one? In this stupid hick town there's a scandal around every corner"

"The one concerning us, my dad and me"

"Because by us I thought you meant the fuckers on the other side of the fence" I got out before I could stop it, Randy shot me a filthy look but didn't say anything.

"Sorry Rand, go on"

He let out a sad shrug, "You already know, whats the point in telling you"

"I know the rumors, until I hear it from your mouth I won't be believeing nothin, although I'm a little curious about your porn career"

"My what?" Randy looked at me making me laugh, clearly he ain't heard that one yet.

"According to Gail Kim and Madison Rayne, you starred in a porn flick over the summer, I'm curious,"

"Because you want to see me naked?"

"Because," I struggled to come up with another answer "Fine yes, I wanna see you naked. Happy now?"
"Figures the only girl that wants to see me naked is a"

I really hate it when people just stop talking, "A what?"

"Nothing, it don't matter"

It mattered to me, what was I that made me different from the other girls, why would it be ok for them to see him but it would be different for me,

"Just tell me one thing, is it because my last name is Michales?"

"No"

At least thats something right? "So you were gonna say something about your scandal?"

"They have it all wrong" Randy looked away from me and looked straight ahead, things are always easier to say if you don't have to look at people, talking to space was always easier. "Lena Yada wasn't a victim, she was a run-away. Dad took her in"

I didn't say anything, I just let him have the floor so he could get it off his chest, "When Lena ran away from home, Dad found her sleeping on the streets, Dad felt sorry for her and I guess was afraid of what would happen if she stayed on the street"

"So he took her in to keep her safe"

"Yeah" Randy nodded, "When Mum was alive, they used to take in run-aways all the time, most of them just wanted a hot meal and a warm place to stay, guess it didn't leave him when she passed away. Anyways, Lena was with us for almost the whole summer, when Dad suggested one day that she go back to her family, she snapped. She started crying and begging not to go back, he assured that it would be alright. He told her to stay there and he would go and get some supplies. Everything just spiralled from there, police were notifyed that the missing girl had been found and it didn't help how they found her."

"Half un-dressed and hand-cuffed to your father's bed"

"Yeah, Lena thought Dad would let her stay if she gave him, well you can guess what she thought. Lena thought that if she hand cuffed herself to his bed in her underwear then Dad would fuck her and she would get to stay. And well you know the rest"

"Where is Lena now?"

"Foster care I think, I called her a couple of days after she was taken, she said she was doing fine and the foster family they placed her with were really nice."

"Wonder why she ran from home"

"Because her father was beating the shit out of her and her mother was too drunk to care"

"Poor girl" I could sympithize, my cousin grew up like that, except that both parties were the same person. Moving on. "Did your Dad even get a trial or at least a phone call?"

Randy let out a snide sarcastic snort, "In this town? Ray Duuket found his girl, and the bad guy was right in front of him, it didn't even matter that my father wanting to rape Lena wouldn't happen in a million years, guess its in the genes"

"What do you mean?" Don't get me wrong, I had chatted to his Dad and he didn't seem like a kiddie-rapist to me, he was nothing but friendly, if you ask me he's overly friendly, towards my Dad. Wait! Shocker! "Your Dad is gay"

"Even with drugs you're smarter than the average girl"

I couldn't help but laugh "I prefer smarter than the average bear, but whatever"

We both let out loud chuckles, it was more the weed than it was the funny line, but he was happy and he wasn't getting his happiness from hurting me, so I'll totally take that.

"Yeah my Dad is gay. He had me when he was young and then realised his mistake, its weird. When they were together they did nothing but fight but the minute he came out and my mother got over the shock, they had never been happier, they were back to being best friends, two friends raising their son. Weird"

"Bet I could beat that but its not a compitition right"

"No its not Raven"

"Because if it was, I'd win"

"You'd win just by having Iziah on your team"

"Izzy isn't weird, she's just psycho. And I'm dizzy"

"Stop twirling your finger in the air then,"

I put my hand down, un-aware of what I was actually doing. "Sorry," I lay back on the roof and suddenly realised the sky was filled with stars, Randy lay down with me letting out a gentle sigh.

"It's really nice up here, I can see why you come up here"

We just lay there, when my hand touched his he didn't let it go, he gave it a gentle squeeze, making my heart flutter. I wanted to scoot closer but I was too afraid that he would crawl away. I don't know how long we were up there but it was a while, when we sat up the wind was more harsh and it shook me to the bones. I shivered like a maniac, I couldn't even control my shaking. Randy wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his warmth. I could feel his heart beat, thumping loud like a bass drum. He pulled away slightly, stroking a silver ringlet from my face, "You really are" "Raven I'm going out!"

Iziah suddenly shouted as she ran across the front yard, her trench coat flapping in the wind, she got into the four-wheel drive, a couple of toots and she was gone. The moment between me and Randy gone, we lept apart as if we had just been caught in bed.

"I should go, its late and its getting cold."

He left without another word, when Iziah got back and told me what the hell she was doing, I was going to bitch-slap so hard the silver will fall out of hair, seriously I'm-a slap the silver off her for ruining that precious moment between Randy and me.