Monday, July 8, 2013

Az

Dad,

            God, I hate doing this sentimental shit… It’s so girly and unnecessary. Anyway, I guess the reason we clash so much is that we’re so much alike… I’m more like you than I am mom in more ways than I can count. My power is illusion. I can make you feel and see whatever I want you too. Like last night, I made you feel like your organs were melting inside your body. I can’t do that with Emma, though. I have a good grip on my powers and I keep a tight lid on them.
            The more you crowd me, the more I’m going to push you away. Let me do my own thing. I’m not going to be an alcoholic, or even a drug user. So what if I smoke pot occasionally? I smoke cigarettes and you don’t fucking care. So what if I go to parties with my friends. Big. Deal.
            I have nothing more to say, I guess.
Your son,

Micah

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Micah school

First Day of School
By: Micah

            My alarm went off at 6:00 on the dot. I was not a morning person by any means, but that’s why God created coffee. For us people who aren’t morning people. I slapped my alarm off, got up, showered, and got dressed. Dante hated waking up early in the morning more than I did, so he tended to hibernate until late afternoon, or when I needed him. We would get our schedules at school this morning. Sometimes, I wish I had a twin to talk to. I mean, Kira and Kieran are close and they talk all the time. Oh well, it doesn’t really matter. I have Dante to talk too. I did catch up with Emma, though, over the summer. Turns out, we have our AP Chemistry class together, as well as our AP English—again. We agreed to be partners because we got along well last year for labs and stuff.
            Kieran was still in his room when I knocked and walked in as he was pulling on his pants.
            “So, how goes it?” I asked as he shrugged
Kieran also has snake bites and longish hair, only his is a dusty blonde with brown it in and he has emerald eyes. We’re both brothers, I’m older than him by a few months.
            “Eh. Alright, I guess” He shrugged, pulling his shirt on as I raised an eyebrow
            “So, gonna ask Rachelle out this year?” I laughed at his expression. Kieran will be a freshman this year. I knew that he had a thing for Rachelle, just like I had a thing for Emma.
            “Shut up, man” He muttered as he grabbed his bag.
I grinned wolfishly as we headed downstairs for breakfast. Kieran’s on the football team and me? Nope. Nada. No sport for Micah. I did, however, have to bring my glasses with me. Everybody says that I look really good with them on, but I just shrugged them off. Anyway, I grabbed some toast and coffee for my breakfast.
            “You should eat more, Micah” Shawn informed me, handing me a plate full of eggs, sausage and hash browns as I shook my head.
            “Nah. I’ll take those sausages, though” I declined, but took the sausages, wrapping them in a paper towel. I sat at the table, yawning.
Now that Kieran’s a freshman, I told him I’d give him a ride if he wanted. He said that’d be cool, so now I’m just waiting on him.
***
            I had Breaking Benjamin playing all the way to school and parked in my parking spot. We both headed inside to get our schedules and we ran into Emma and Rachelle. Turns out, they’re step sisters. Eh, who knew? Emma and I walked to our lockers (Which, as it turns out, was right next to each other) and talked about this and that.
            “I heard Mr. Marshall is a tough teacher” she said, grabbing her AP Chemistry book as I rolled my eyes.
            “You said that about Mr. McGraw. He turned out fine.”
            “But that was AP BIOLOGY, Micah. This is Chemistry!” She stated as I once again rolled my eyes.
            “Blah blah blah, Emma. Imagine what Human Anatomy and Physiology is going to be like.” I informed her as she covered her ears as I chuckled.
We arrived to our new classroom and sat next together. I took out a piece of paper and began to draw. Emma put her head on my shoulder, yawning. Her long brown hair was braided today as she watched me draw.
            “Whatcha drawin?” She asked as I shrugged.
            “I don’t know.” Was my response.
By the time I got done with my drawing, the final bell had rung. I put the sketch in my binder as the rest of the class shuffled in. Mr. Marshall walked in and looked at each of us.
            “The person you’re sitting next to is going to be your lab partner for the rest of the year. You may not switch lab partners unless you absolutely cannot work together, then you may come see me.” He informed us. His gaze was sharp and penetrating as I felt Dante stir inside me. Calm down, Dante. I don’t like him Neither do I, but quit it I scolded mentally as I glanced over the stapled syllabus. Emma and I glanced at each other briefly before paying attention.
***
            “He’s creepy” Was the first thing she said when he walked out of class.
            “No shit” was my reply
He assigned homework. He listed all of the assignments and lab stuff in the syllabus, as well as page numbers. Emma and I have Chemistry, English, Art, and lunch together. I’m sometimes weary of Emma, just because I’m waiting for her to betray me and find out that she’s only hanging out with me because of some stupid bet or dare. But I can read people’s thoughts, and she’s not like that.
            Emma works at the popular little bakery downtown and I work at a comic book shop as well as the coffee shop across the street from her. I had to take on another job to help myself to pay bills. Seeing as I’m 16, they can only work me so many hours and they know that I’m in school. I’m stubborn and refuse to ask my parents for money, even if that means not having any time to me. I even sensed Dante’s worry, but I shoved it down.
***
            Around lunch time, I was sitting outside under a tree. Emma took my notebook and placed a huge piece of pizza in front of me as I looked at her.
            “You need to eat, Micah.” She informed as I sighed.
            “I’m not hungry, I have coffee, Emma” She narrowed her eyes
            “Micah James Conover! You will eat!” She snapped as I sighed, taking a huge bite out of the pizza. Giving her a “Happy yet” look as she sat next to me, eating her slice.
            “Did you know that if you keep drinking coffee, soon enough it’ll turn into an appetite suppresser?” She informed me as my eyebrow rose.
            “Of course I knew. Why do you think I drink coffee?” I asked, chuckling softly when she wacked me.
            “Seriously, Micah…” She sighed, her voice dropping low enough so only I could hear it.
            “Does Dante know?”
She’s the only human who knew of Dante and what I am as I sighed.
            “Of course he does.”
            We ate our lunch in a comfortable silence as we went back inside. I knew that people were staring and whispering. Why would Emma hang out with what they thought was the “emo boy” at school? Emma told off the head cheerleader, Alexis last year, because we were hanging out more. You don’t wanna get Emma angry. She’s told me stuff she said she would never tell anybody else. I told her about Dante and she said she wouldn’t tell anybody.
***
            My last class of the day was English. Emma and I sat next to each other as the teacher went over her syllabus and what books we’ll be reading throughout the course of the year, and the first book we’re going to be reading is Jane Eyre by Jane Austin. Oh Joy. We got a book and a study guide. The rest of the class, we went over the first day of school crap.
***
            I was loaded down with homework and I had my shift at the coffee shop tonight. I work from 4-8 and then I get to come home and work on all my homework. Sounds like fun, huh? Eh. My favorite candy is Sour Patch Kids and Warheads. I have at thing for sour candy and Emma knows it. We walked to my car with me as I unlocked it.
            “What about your brother?” She asked as I shrugged
            “He has football practice. His dad will pick him up.” I replied as we got in.
Emma and I grew up together. Well, that is, we’ve been in every class together. I knew she was interested in me, but I shrugged it off. Emma’s on the girls’ basketball team and the track team also. She’s kind of popular and I’m not. I pulled out of the school parking lot and drove around.
            “Where did you wanna go?” I asked as she shrugged
I knew a place, so I took us there. It was a beautiful spot that nobody knew about as I turned off the car. We sat in a comfortable silence. I can tell you this: I’m no virgin. I have sex with girls. Granted, they’re one night stands, but I didn’t really care about them anyway. I undid my seat belt and went outside to sit on the hood of the car, Emma joined me shortly. I grabbed my pack of smokes as she knocked them out of my hand.
            “What the fuck?” I asked as she narrowed her eyes
            “Since when do you smoke?” She asked
            “Since last year”
            “They’ll kill you”
            “At least I’ll die happy”
The look in her eyes when I said that. Ah shit…
            “Emma…” I said as she got off the car, picked up the smokes and thrusted them at me.
            “Here, have your fucking cigarettes!” She yelled, storming to the passenger side as I grabbed her arm and whirled her around, smokes dropping as I kissed her, my hands on either side of her face. She slipped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. We pulled back a few minutes later, looking at each other.
            “I was wondering when you were gonna do that”
            “It was the only way you’d stop yelling at me… I’ve wanted to do that for a year” I confessed as she smiled.
            “Me too.”
            We settled back on the hood of the car as we continued to make out. She was straddling my waist as I leaned back against the windshield, my hands on her hips, and her hands on my bare chest. She moaned as she began to rock her hips over my jean clad erection as I growled huskily, breaking off the kiss, my fangs out. I expected her to run, but instead she lightly touched them as I opened my mouth more, letting her touch them. Then she leaned down and kissed me, our hands entwined as my phone started going off. I reached for it, answering it.
            “Hello?” Was my rough reply, watching Emma
            “You have half hour to get to work tonight!” Alex’s voice yelled into my ear as I winced
Oh shit. I forgot.
            “I’ll be there.” I snapped before I hung up, my lips trailing down Emma’s throat as she giggled.
            “You working tonight?” she asked as I muttered a short ‘yes’.
I pulled back, smirking at the hickie on her neck. Turns out, she was working tonight too. We straightened up and got back in the car as I drove us back into town.
            “Do you go up there often?” She asked as I shrugged
            “Depends on the type of day I had or am having.” I replied.
            I pulled in as we parked. We kissed as we both went to our jobs. The shift seemed to go by faster than all the others.
***
            I picked Emma up on my way to school—she lives on Dallas Ave. She got in as I drove us to school.
            “Did you get the homework done?” She asked as I shrugged
            “Yeah, when I got home.” I answered, yawning as I drank my coffee.
She fiddled with the radio for a few minutes before finally putting in one of my Bullet for my Valentine CD’s. Emma loves all sorts of music, but you couldn’t tell that by looking at her.
            “Did you eat this morning?” she asked as I rolled my eyes
            “Yes, mom, I did” She smacked my arm as she laughed
            “Wanna go off campus for lunch? We can go back to that spot yesterday” she suggested as I glanced at her. Today, she was wearing a button up shirt (that wasn’t buttoned) with a pastel blue tank top and she was wearing jean shorts and flip flops. Her hair was in a side pony today. She looked beautiful. Me? I’m wearing blue skinny jeans, a white Rob Zombie shirt and my converse along with my beanie. I reached down into the side of the door and pulled out some Sour Patch Kids and began eating them. Soon enough, the school came into sight.
***
            Chemistry class was boring. We turned in our homework and he asked if anybody had any questions and a few people did. Emma’s head was resting on my arm again as I struggled to pay attention. Don’t get me wrong, I was writing down notes and stuff, but I was exhausted.
***
            The classes that I didn’t have with Emma seemed to go by slower, in my opinion. But we texted each other and I told her that I would meet her out by my car at lunch time and we can head up there. She agreed, and right now, I was hungry for more than just food.
***
            I was leaning up against my car when Emma came out, I put out my cigarette as we got in as I pulled out, driving to my spot. Breaking Benjamin playing from the CD player.
***
            We got in the same position as we did last night—only this time we’re lying on the blanket on the ground. She was under me, our hands entwined as I grinded against her, her soft moans filling my ears, making Dante purr. It’s pretty easy to lose your sense of time up here, and that’s what I like about it. I trailed my lips down her neck, licking a the spot between her neck and shoulder, my fangs brushing over the spot as I shivered. Every instinct in me screaming to bite her. To make her mine. No. I want to give her the choice. I pulled back at looked down at her.
            Her hair was mused as she panted, lips swollen from our kissing, face flushed, her tank top shoved up to expose her blue bra, her legs around my waist. I smirked faintly.
            “Kitty.”
Her eyes widened
            “H-How did you know?” She asked as I laughed softly, nuzzling her neck as I heard her purr.
            “I’ve always known, Emma. Cat-were’s give off a distinct smell. You… you smell like blueberries and apple cinnamon and it makes my mouth water” I murmured in her ear as she shivered, arching.
            “Plus, you have cat like features. You walk silently, landing gracefully whenever you jump, and you love milk.” Laughter entered my voice at that last part as she smacked my chest as I rolled next to her, both laughing.
            “We should get back…” She said, sitting up as she adjusted her clothes and fixed her hair. “I wanted you to bite me…Earlier…” She whispered, glancing at him as I tilted my head.
            “You know what that means?” I asked as she nodded
            “Together forever, Micah.”
I had my parents do a check on Emma and her family and nothing bad turned up. Her dad’s on the were court, so my mom knows him and he’s also a chef, her mom’s a senior at a law firm, and she has 17 siblings. We gathered everything up as we headed back to school.
***
            As I sat in my math class writing down notes, my phone started buzzing. I glanced down at my lap and found it was Kieran.
‘Can I get a ride?’
I glanced up at the teacher, who had his back to the board as I rolled my eyes.
‘No practice?’
Buzz.
‘There is. I was just curious.’
Internal sigh.
‘You need to get your driver’s license, little brother’
Buzz.
‘Yes or no, Micah’
I bit back a growl.
‘No. Emma and I are hanging out.’
Buzz
‘Fine’
I went back to writing down notes, my phone going back into my pocket. For the rest of the class period, I had to hold down Dante from finding Emma, pushing her up against the nearest wall and biting her, marking her.
***
            After our last class, Emma and I drove back to the ranch. We didn’t have work, and we were going to do our homework together. I introduced her to my parents and to the twins (Mason and Kacey). We headed up to my room, her eyes wide as we walked down the hallway.
            “This place is huge!” She exclaimed
            “You have no idea” I muttered as we arrived at my door. 
She opened the door as we walked in, I flicked on the lights. The walls were blue and black, I had my TV and entertainment center, my desk, bed, futon, and my own bathroom. My sketchbook were scattered on my coffee table. I was up late sketching. It’s what I do when I can’t get Dante to relax.
            Emma wandered over to my desk and set her backpack down, I was right behind her, my hands trailing down her sides as I slipped off her button up shirt, tossing it to the floor. I turned on my stereo, the rock station coming on the radio as I turned her around, lifting her. Her legs wrapped around me as we kissed.
            “W-what if they hear us?” She asked, taking off my beanie as I let her hair out
            “Sound proofed room” I replied, ridding her of her shirt.
We got each other naked in a matter of minutes as I trailed my lips down her neck and between her heaving breasts. I loved and licked her nipples, suckling as she cried out, her hands burying in my hair. I parted her legs more and looked up at her, parting her.
            “Are you a virgin?” I breathed, my mouth watering at the smell of her arousal, it made my dick harder.
            “N-No…You?” She asked as I shook my head. I was far from a virgin.
I ate her out, teasing her, making her buck and writhe as she cried out, her grip on my hair tightening.
            “Oh God. Yes! I’m going to…!” She mewled
I pushed her off the edge as she wailed, orgasming as I licked and swallowed it all. I shifted slightly, towering over her as I grabbed a condom, slipping it on, as she panted. We kissed and I nudged my way inside.
            We made love for hours, and half way through, her kitty ears came out. She was so embarrassed and I told her it made her look more beautiful. My back had her scratch marks all over it and the last time we orgasmed together, we bit each other. I had to hold Dante back, but he roared in success as Emma collapsed on my chest, both of us gasping and sweaty. I moaned when I pulled out, getting rid of the condom as I gathered her close, both of us falling asleep in each other’s arms.
***
            I awoke later that night to find Emma curled into me, sleeping. I nuzzled her neck, kissing her ear as she groaned.
            “C’mon, baby…wake up. We need to shower” I whispered as she blinked up at my sleepily and yawned, stretching like a cat.
            We showered and went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat before we headed back upstairs to do our homework. I turned the radio off as she turned the TV on to some horror movie.
            “Did you see what Rachel was wearing today?” She asked as we pulled out our chemistry homework.
            “Kind of hard not to. Her breasts were all but out of her shirt.”
            “Mr. Marshall didn’t say anything about it!”
I snorted
            “They’re probably fucking”
She lightly wacked me as I shrugged
            “You never know, babe” I stated as she sighed, nodding in agreement
We ate our pizza and did our homework. I helped her out with hers.
            “How come you’re already done?” She asked as I shrugged
            “This is easy to me for some reason. But I still struggle sometimes” I told her as she leaned into me.
***
            Days passed and life went on, Emma and I kept growing closer and closer each day, but Dante was still restless. What’s the matter, Dante? You’ve been restless for days now. I need to get out and run, Micah. I didn’t have work until later tonight and I was at the house, so I went into the middle of the forest and let Dante out to run.
***
            I got back to the house several hours later to find Emma talking with Kieran. I shifted and shoved on a pair of jeans and walked up to them. Emma smiled at me, kissing my chest when I slid my arm around her shoulders.
            “Emma give you a ride?” I asked as he nodded
            “It was raining earlier” He stated as I nodded
Oh, I know. I was out in it. Dante managed to tire himself out into hibernation, so I half ran, half walked all the way here. I was exhausted. I wanted to shower and crawl into bed and sleep.
            “Did you still wanna go to the movies?” She asked as I sighed softly, shaking my head
            “Sorry, baby… I’m exhausted” I said as we walked inside, she leaned into me as we headed up to my room.
            “You look it. I’ll nap with you.”
            I got my shower and dried off, I had the energy to pull on my boxers and make it to my bed. After that, I just crashed out. Emma snuggled herself close to me as I passed out, holding her close.
***

            

Friday, July 5, 2013

Micah

Micah
By: Rio
Dante
Micah’s reply to Dante
Micah’s thoughts

            I look just like my father—except for the eyes. I have my mother’s blue eyes. I love my parents, don’t get me wrong. I have snake bites in my lower lip, my hair is black and I wear “gothic” or “scene/emo” clothes. Please. People are just afraid of what they don’t understand. That makes me an “easy target” and I’ve gotten in trouble for defending myself at school with the popular kids. My parents are on my side, but they did say not to fight. I listen to heavy metal and alternative rock, I go to concerts, and I play video games. I’m skinny and I work out. My dad and I are close; I’m half demon—or well, full, I guess. My demon and I get along good (and I’m not being sarcastic, he’s actually given me some good advice). His name is Dante.
            I’m going to be a sophomore in high school and let me tell you being a freshman…—it was pretty boring. I mean, I’m going to be in all of the advanced classes. Dante says I need something more challenging and I told him wait until college. Dante’s a demon and a vampire; he has shoulder length black hair and bold, glowing silver eyes. He also has fangs. I’ve sketched him multiple times before and Emma says that Dante’s pretty cute (Humans. Pfft.) Sorry, Dante has to have his piece. Anyway, Emma was my lab partner for our AP Biology class. She has long brown hair and brown eyes. She’s also a Latina. She’s really funny, but out of my league. We’re just friends. This…”Friend zone”, am I correct, Micah? I sighed. Yes, Dante. You’re correct. I rolled my eyes.
            Like I said above, come fall, I’m going to be taking all AP classes (Except PE, which isn’t AP), so 6 of them will be AP. Its summer vacation now and I sleep in, go to the skateboarding park and hang out with my friends. I go to summer concerts and I play my drums and my guitar. I have gages in my ears (meaning I have small holes in my lobes) to go along with my snake bites. All my clothes are from Hot Topic and my Aunt Cherry.
            Right now, I’m lying on my bed, tossing a baseball up in the air, Breaking Benjamin playing from my stereo as I sighed. What’s the matter, Micah? Dante asked as I shrugged. Nothing. Just bored. I replied. You’re tired. I snored at his response as I yawned, rolling my eyes at his snicker. Grow up I snarked Bite me He snarked back as I sighed, rolling onto my side and falling asleep.
***
            I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I want school to start. Don’t get me wrong, I love summer, I just… I need something to do. I have a job—I work at the comic book shop. I get paid 15$ an hour (which, is really surprising, but it’s a really popular comic book shop) and a lot of people come in. Kira works at Starbucks, so I get coffee at a discount. I prefer my energy drinks (Red bull, Monster, Rock Stars, NOS). I paid for my own car, too. I own a black and red charger. It was a pretty penny, but I had enough for it and now I’m making payments on it. I love my car. I work on it so I don’t have to pay somebody to fix it for me. I’m a car junkie too.
            I also have cell phone. Eh. Oh well. I’m not on any sports team and I told my mom I didn’t want to be on a team. She asked me why and I said sports are for popular kids. I explained my case better and she said she’ll make an exception to the rule. Though, I’m doing kick boxing and I’m really good. I’m one helluva fighter and everybody at school knows it, too. No, I’m NOT gay for god’s sake. I’m STRAIGHT! I like GIRLS! I have a few friends who are gay, and it doesn’t matter to me. I told them I’d support them and to fuck everybody else.
            I’ve been having migraines a lot lately, so I went to talk to my mom about it.
            “How long have they been lasting?” She asked, changing Mason’s diaper as I shrugged
            “A month or so” I replied
            “You probably need glasses. I’ll make you an appointment for tomorrow, okay?” She said as I nodded, thanking her.
            Glasses! I thought as I sighed. Who knows… maybe they’ll make you look better I internally flipped Dante off as I popped a few pain killers.
***
            Mom and I went to my appointment and I had to have glasses. Oh boy. So much fun. I rolled my eyes as I picked out my glasses. I had eye glasses insurance, so they would pay for my glasses.
            “Do I have to wear them all the time?” I asked the doctor
            “When do you start having the headaches?” He asked
            “When I’m reading or doing my homework” I replied
            “Then you only need them when you’re reading. Other than that, your vision is perfect. 20/20.”
            I thanked him as mom and I headed home, my sunglasses on my face as she drove.
            “I need to go grocery shopping. Wanna come?” She asked as I nodded
            We headed to Costco as we walked in. I don’t really eat that much, I just mostly much and eat junk food. I’m one of those people who can’t gain weight from eating a bunch of candy and junk food—I get that from my mom. Just by looking at her, you can’t tell she just had twins. She has no baby fat on her—or any, to be exact. I put my hands in my pockets and trailed beside her.
            “You can grab some pizzas, y’know” she said, watching me as I shrugged.
            “Micah. Go. Grab some junk food” She ordered as I nodded, heading off to find some junk food.
            I put a bunch of junk food into the cart, shoving my hands into my pockets again. I’m pretty quiet, considering I prefer to observe, but once you get to know me, I talk. No, I’m not the annoying person who talks all the time, but I tell you how it is. The eye doctor told me my glasses will be here in a few weeks and that they’ll call mom once they come in so we can go get them. Oh, and like half of my siblings, I’m a coffee addict. We all put the “blame” on our mother, considering she drinks the most coffee out of all of us.
***
            Once we got home and unloaded the stuff, I had to head to work. I got in my car and drove back into town. I stopped at Starbucks and got my usual as I pulled into the parking lot at work. I locked my truck as I walked in. Full house tonight. Looks like it’s going to be busy. Good. I signed in and nodded to Brian, one of my co-workers.
            “Hey, Mikey!” He waved
God, I hated that nick-name.
            “Dude, it’s MICAH” I said as he chuckled softly.
After I finished my coffee, I got to work.
***
            When I got home from work, I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anybody. I just wanted to be left alone, so when my dad came into my room, all I did was shrug the entire time, wishing he would just go away. Soon enough, I fell back asleep.