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So I have decided that I’m going to do a Fallout themed AU for some Lewis and Wyatt characters. I was intending to save it for Halloween but it’s so far away.
I am hoping to complete all the fics before I start posting. That way it wont be like the last Kinktober I did where I burnt out and let everyone down.
So far I’ve written Calvin Evans. And I have light plans for others but if anyone has any ideas or characters that they’d like to suggest feel free to let me know.
I got general ideas for:
Calvin Evans
Bob Reynolds
Bob Floyd
Rhett Abbott
Miles Miller
Ben Mears
Jordan Weaver
John Walker
Lee Shaw
Lewis Ford
But I’m not too sure about:
Harrison Knott
Major Major Major Major Major Major Major
Todd Stevens
Garret Booner (Them That Follow)
Owen Taylor (I could write something scathing for this wackadoo)
Rocco Gauthier
Etc…
Also I’m not sure if I wanna add in Johnny Storm or not cause I love JQ so idk. I don’t want to bite off more then I can chew
Warning: Cussing. Comments on religion. Mentions of violence/torture.
Faith & Monsters Part 3
As Dean talked, Samuel and Garret sat down and listened to him. They were both memorized and blown away with what Dean said. Normally people divide when they get told about monsters, demons, angels, and a whole lot of other things that were real. Some would believe, especially after experiencing things first hand. Some were in denial and tried to explain things off with logical reasoning. Suprinsley, Samuel and Garret were both open minded about the stuff that went bump in the night. Now will the other church goers be the same way when they meet up tomorrow morning to hunt for the creature? They were going to have to wait to see. Right now, they were focusing on trying to figure out what the hell this thing was.
While Dean was giving the talk, Melinda was in the dining room with the creature's arm on the table. She was taking pictures of it to send it to other hunters. She also did a drawing of the creature to send out to them. So far, every message she was getting back all said they didn’t recognize the creature. Online she wasn’t getting much information either with the folklore or on sites where people were reporting weird sightings. The more she searched the more she felt this creature was something new all together or something old that was never seen before and that’s why there was no record. But either way, that means they have no idea what this monster was capable of and how to kill it.
“Any luck kid?” Dean said as they joined her in the dining room.
“None.” Melinda said, shaking her head. “You know, its claws remind me of the harpy we faced in San Francisco."
“Yeah that’s what I was thinking.” Dean said, he pulled out the measuring tape. “Let’s get more information into the database and see if that helps.” He started to measure the arm. “It’s about five feet long. Add about, what? Two feet since you cut it off at its elbow.”
“Got it.” Melinda said.
“Claws are about a foot. The width of the arm is six inches. The width of the claws are two inches.” Dean said, putting the measuring tape away as she input the information. “Garret, what do you think the size of it was?”
“I’m about six foot and I had bent my head all the way back to look up at it. So maybe,” Garret said, he thought it. “Eight or so feet.”
“Okay.” Melinda said. “What about the width of it?”
“Hmm,” Garret said. “The middle section and down was about two feet. But its upper body and shoulders were about four feet.”
“Alright, now let’s see what we got,” Melinda said, she input the measurements and the color of the creature. “Nope, nothing.” She sighed. Then her tablet went off with a message, followed by a few more. “Everyone finished replying back in the group chat about the photo and drawing I sent.” She looked up. “They all said they haven't seen a monster like this before.”
“Damn.” Dean said, shaking his head. “We may have to take our search international.”
“Men Of Letters?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Dean said, nodding his head. “Men Of Letters.”
“You're going to make me call, aren’t you?” Melinda said.
“Yep,” Dean said, smiling. “You still got the number, don’t you?” She rolled her eyes.
“Who or what is Men Off Letters?” Garret said.
“Men Of Letters is a fancy military type organization of hunters and researchers in the UK.” Melinda said. “We used to have them here, but they got whipped out years ago. Our grandfather Henry Winchester was the last member to go down after imprisoning a very powerful demon named Abaddon. Our father John, was just a little kid when our grandfather died. We actually didn’t know there were other Men of Letters till a few years ago. We had a few… issues with them before they became allies.”
“Issues?” Dean said, he crossed arms. “Is that what you call you and Sam getting kidnapped and torture for a week by the ones that went rogue.”
“What?” Garret said.
“Dean.” Melinda said.
“What?” Dean said. “You were.”
“Yes we were, but you saved us.” Melinda said. “Then you went all Vlad the Impaler and trapped them into that house they held us in and set it on fire.” He smirked. “All the rogue members were killed and now we are allies with the remaining members.”
“One member is more than an ally." Dean said, narrowing his eyes at her. “Isn’t that right kid?” Melinda went off on him in Latin. “Cuss at me all you want in Latin because I don’t understand a damn word you say. So, I don’t care.” He gave her a smug look.
“I do,” Samuel said and Melinda immediately stopped. “A young lady, hunter or not, you shouldn’t be speaking such language. And I appreciate you don’t talk like that in my home young lady.”
“Yes sir.” Melinda said. “My apologies.”
“That’s quite alright. But perhaps we should focus on identifying this creature. Before it attacks again.” Samuel said. “And leave the sibling fighting for another time.”
“Agreed. Can we get back to the case Dean?” Melinda said, Dean waved his hand, telling her to go on. “Anyways.” She rolled her eyes at Dean. “I don’t think we need to make that call, which you should make instead of me if we have to.” Dean rolled his eyes. “Now, to me the creature looks like a mixture of the monster from the movie A Quiet Place and a Demogorgon from the Stranger Things show. I think we may be dealing with a tulpa.”
“God I hope not.” Dean said. “Those are a bitch to kill.”
“A tulpa?” Garret said.
“It’s a supernatural being created by a whole shit load of people believing in it.” Dean said. “Kinda like the Slender Man. Enough people believe in its existence, a tulpa can be created. We faced one before years ago when it was just me and Sam hunting. We thought it was just another ghost but it turned out it was a tulpa created by a group of stupid kids trying to prank people online. They were telling everyone a ghost of the farmer who killed his kids was haunting the house and killing those that entered it. Since the normal way for us to kill a ghost wasn’t working, we had to change things up. We had to get online and make people believe it had a weakness in order to kill it.”
“And did you?” Samuel said.
“For the most part yeah.” Dean said, nodding his head. “In the end, we burned down the house, with no house to haunt, the tulpa disappeared. But we have hunters in that area that keep an eye on it to make sure it doesn’t come back.”
“Amazing.” Garret said. “Just by believing in a creature it can bring it to life.”
“Belief is the strongest and most powerful weapon that any person can wield." Melinda said. “It gives power to our talismans and our tattoos. Power to a witch’s sell or ritual. Power to a pray. Even these crosses that are hanging around here, they have power in them. They have power because your belief is giving them power. Just like back at the barn.”
“What do you mean?” Garret said.
“You all believe that it couldn’t enter it because God was with you, it’s why the roof didn’t give way. Which technically should have, deep down, we all know that.” Melinda said, they nodded their heads. “The arm of the creature weighed around forty pounds. And it’s not even the whole arm, it’s just to its elbow. That creature had to weigh at least four to five hundred pounds. It should have gone through that roof with how big it was the moment it first landed on it. Definitely should have gone through the roof when we put all those bullets in it. But it still couldn’t get in” She shook her head. “All because you and the others believe that it couldn't. That belief gave power to the barn and shield it from the creature from being able to come inside.”
“Really?” Garret said, she nodded her head. “Whoa.”
“Told you before son,” Samuel said. “God will protect you as long as you believe in him.”
“Yeah, you're right Samuel,” Garret said, looking down at the creature's arm. He tilted his head when he saw something under part of the arm. “Mel, do you see that?” He pointed at the spot and Melinda looked. “Right there.”
“Yeah, I do.” Melinda said, getting out her flashlight.
“What is it?” Dean said.
She shined the light and she was able to see it better. “I think it's a tattoo.” Melinda said, pushing the thin fur back. “It kinda looks like,’
The arm moved, causing them all to jump back. Melinda and Dean quickly grabbed out their guns and took aim. They watched as it twitched and flopped around on the table. Slowly, the fur started to fade away and the greyish color started changing. The claws started to retract and the arm started to shrink down. Their eyes all widened as the creature’s arm stopped moving and turned into a human arm.
“Wow.” Garret said.
“Yeah you can say that again.” Dean said.
“Does that mean the creature is dead?” Melinda said
“Or they shape shift back to a human.” Dean said.
“Or because the arm was detached from it.” Samuel said.
“That’s another possibility.” Dean said, nodding his head.
“I’m going to check that tattoo.” Melinda said, putting her gun away. “You got me just in case it starts moving again?”
“Yeah I got you kid.” Dean said, keeping his gun on the arm. She reached out slowly, waiting to see if the arm was going to react, but nothing. She touched it and pulled back quickly. “Don’t poke it, just flip it.” Melinda mumbled under her breath. “Yeah I heard that. Now stop being a chicken shit kid and flip the damn arm over.”
“I’m very tempted to throw this arm at you.” Melinda said. She turned the arm over quickly and they jumped back again, thinking it was going to move but it didn’t. “Okay, I think we are good.” They moved back in and they looked at the tattoo. “Dean, isn’t that,”
“Marine tattoo, just like the one dad had.” Dean said. “But this one is a different unit though.” He put his gun away. “Take a picture of the tattoo kid, maybe some of dad’s old military bodies can figure out the unit and get us a location where they are at.”
“Okay.” Melinda said, taking a picture of it. “Got it.”
“Judging by the arm, the guy has to be maybe in his mid thirties or so. He could still be on active duty.” Dean said, he moved the arm back over as he looked it over. “Now that it’s in human form, we can run finger prints on it at least.”
“Yeah, but we can’t run finger prints on our own. If you forgot, someone wouldn’t let me swipe one of those portal devices that scan finger prints off that FBI agent when we were in LA a few months ago.” Melinda said, Dean mumbled in a mocking tone. “And since the cops are the only ones that can run prints we have to take it to them.” She smiled at Dean. “So have fun explaining to the cops why you're carrying a severed arm into their station.”
“Oh no,” Dean said, shaking his head. “I’m not doing it, you're doing it.”
“Me?” Melinda said, she shook her head. “You're the big brother here, you do it.”
“Exactly, I’m the big brother. So what I say goes. And I say,” Dean said, pointing at her. “You're doing it.” She narrowed her eyes. “Don’t you do it kid. Don’t you do it.”
“Do what?” Garret said.
“This.” Melinda said, throwing out a fist. “I challenge you to rock paper scissors. Loser takes the arm to the cops to get the finger prints done.”
“Damnit.” Dean said, throwing his fist out. “Why did I swear we can settle disagreements this way no matter what?”
“Because I was four and you wanted me to stop crying. Now,” Melinda said. Looking into his eyes. “Ready?” He nodded his head. “Rock paper scissors, shot” She throws paper and he throws rock. “Ha.”
“Son of a bitch.” Dean said, grunting. “Every damn time.”
“Gentlemen, I'm going to go to the living room and place a call to an old friend back in Portland. And then I’m going to lay down in front of the fireplace and get some sleep.” Melinda said, she smirked at Dean. “Have fun coming up with that cover story, big brother.” She walked off.
“Is my suit at least pressed?” Dean called out.
“Yes.” Melinda called out. “Your fake F.B.I badge is in it, your Special Agent Spencer Tracy.”
“The actor?” Samuel said.
“Yeah,” Dean said, nodding his head. “We go undercover as different law enforcement agents when we are working a case. So we tend to use classic actors' names or their characters' names. Even some musicians' names.”
“Insteresting.” Samuel said. “Seems like you do a lot of lying and killing in your line of work.”
“That we do.” Dean said.
“Seems like someone may need to confess his sins.” Samuel said.
“I confess them all the time to my three buddies.” Dean said, smiling. “Jack, Jose, and Daniel.” He took out a flask. “Look, here’s Jose now.” He took a drink out of it. “I’m going to make a few rounds, make sure the place is secure and head to the sheriff station.” He grabbed the arm and placed it back in the box they had it in. “Want to tag along? Might be easier to explain this arm if I had a local with me.”
“Yeah, I’ll go with you. The sheriff is a friend of mine.” Samuel said, grabbing his shotgun off the wall. “Son, get some rest.” Garret nodded his head and headed to the living room. “And Garret.” He stopped and turned back around. “I expect you to be a gentleman and keep your hands to yourself while laying by her. There won’t be any sinning in this house, you understand me son?”
“Of course Samuel," Garret said, nodding his head. “I understand.” He watched them take off through the backdoor and closed it behind them. He went over to the living room where he saw Melinda laying out her guns and clips on the coffee table. “It looks like you're preparing for war.”
“Better safe than sorry.” Melinda said, aiming Big Mama at the large bay window. “There we go, that should do it.” She took her phone out. “Time to make that call.”
“I can step out and give you some privacy.” Garret said.
“No, it’s alright. You’re good. ” Melinda said. He nodded his head and she placed the call. “I’m just hoping he’s not busy.” The call was answered as she put it on speaker.
“Detective Burkhardt”
“Hey Nick, it’s Melinda.”
“Hey kiddo, how is it going?”
“Pretty good, how’s Adaline and the kids doing?”
“They are doing great. Kelly’s walking around now.”
“Kelly’s walking? Oh my god. Last time I saw him he wasn’t even crawling yet. Has he started to get into everything since he’s mobile now?”
“Oh yeah.” He chuckled. “We had to baby proof the whole place. I don’t know how Rosalee and Monore are going to handle the triples when they start walking.”
“I would run for the hills if I was them.”
“Defintenly.” He chuckled. “So what can I do for you kiddo?”
“We’ve been hunting a creature for a few days now and we finally caught up to it. We haven’t been able to ID it. But to get this, I took its arm off with Big Mama almost an hour ago. And just a few minutes ago, it turned into a human arm.”
“You're thinking it could have been Wesen.”
“Yeah. So I can really use your Grimm expertise on this one please.”
“Sure, anything I can do to help.”
“I got some pictures of the arm and I drew what the creature looks like, I’ll send them right now.” She pulled up her e-mail and attached the photos, then sent it. “Okay they are sent. Hopefully you can find it in one of your Grimm books or in Adaline’s books. Because so far the hunters I message don’t recognize it. We’re thinking maybe it’s a tulpa, which we are really hoping it’s not.”
“After I finish up here, I’ll take a look and get back to you soon as I can.”
“Thanks Nick, I appreciate it.”
“No problem kiddo, have a goodnight and be careful.”
“Goodnight Nick. Give everyone my best.”
“Will do.” He hung up.
“Grimm expertise?” Garret said.
“Ever heard of the Brother’s Grimm?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Garret said, nodding his head. “They wrote those fairy tale books.”
“That's right. They were also hunters and Nick’s ancestors.” Melinda said, sitting down by the fireplace. “A Grimm is a type of hunter with special abilities. They can see these beings called Wesen. Which are a type of animal-human hybrids.”
“So are they like werewolves?” Garret said, taking a seat on the floor across from her. “Or are they cursed?”
“Not cursed but not really like a werewolf either.” Melinda said. “They look just like us but when they get overwhelmed emotionally their other side shows on their face. Their animal side. Humans can’t see that side, but Grimm’s can. The only time humans can see them is if a Wesen is fully transformed. They’re transformation process is called woge. You heard Nick when he mentioned the names Rosalee and Monroe?" He nodded his head. “They are Wesen, but there's different types. Rosalee is a Fuchsau and when she transforms, she looks like a fox. With Monroe, he’s Blutaden and when he transforms, he looks like a wolf. Adaline, Nick’s wife, is also one. She’s a Hexibeast, which is a Wesen’s version of a witch. And she looks almost like a zombie from those horror films when she transforms.”
“Wow.” Garret said, as he looked at her in disbelief. “That's just… wow.” He chuckled a bit. “Are there books about all this stuff?”
“Yes, but you just got to know where to look.” Melinda said, laying down. “But I have to warn you, if you go down that rabbit hole, you may not like what you find.”
“Then why do you do it?” Garret said.
“Our family has been doing this line of work for several generations.” Melinda said, looking up at the ceiling. “My father’s side, the Winchesters, have been hunters since our grandfather Henry. But on my mother’s side, the Campbells have been hunters since the sixteen hundreds.” She turned to him. “They were taking out vampires on the Mayflower on their way to America.”
“On the Mayflower?” Garret said, she nodded her head. “That’s incredible." He smiled. “So every generation gets brought up in the life of a hunter?”
“Yes,” Melinda said, looking back at the ceiling. “But it wasn't supposed to be that way for us.”
“What do you mean?” Garret said.
“When our parents got married, they decided to leave the life of a hunter behind. They wanted a normal and safe life for us, something they never were given a chance to have.” Melinda said. “So they elope and settle far away from my mother’s side of the family. Who weren’t happy about them getting married, let alone them leaving the hunter life. It was good for a few years till my second birthday.”
“What happened?” Garret said.
“Our grandfather, who also happened to be named Samuel, showed up.” Melinda said. “He claimed that he wanted to meet his grandkids and reconnect with my mother. It was all bullshit and my parents knew that the moment they saw our cousins rolling up. They were getting into it with him and telling him that they all had to leave. They thought he was there to bring us all back with him so we could become hunters. But that wasn’t the case.” She turned to him. “Turns out a nest of vampires were heading our way for revenge."
“Why were they coming after you guys if your parents weren’t hunters anymore?” Garret said.
“Our grandfather and our cousins failed to wipe out their nest. They only manage to kill a handful of them. And one of them was the mate of the leader.” Melinda said. “Despite being monsters, when they fall in love it’s deadly for those that try to get in between them and the one they love.”
“They’re capable of loving someone?” Garret said.
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “And since our grandfather was the one that took the one thing that the vampire loved, he was going to return the favor. The vampire found out about us through other hunters that our grandfather had kept taps on us.”
“So those vampires,” Garret said. “They found you guys?”
She nodded her head. ”Next thing we knew, the whole house became a war zone.” Melinda said, she rolled onto her stomach and she looked into the fire. “I don’t remember much. I just remember the blood and the screaming from the party guests, and gunfire. Uncle Bobby yelled at Dean to grab us and head to his house. Dean picked me up and grabbed Sam’s hand. He was running as fast as he could out of the house and to the car. As we got in, I heard our mother screaming for our father to look out. Then I heard him screaming her name, that blood curling scream.” Her eyes started to tear up. “Dean peeled out of the driveway as a vampire came for us. Dean unloaded a whole clip into its head to make it back off. Then he drove full speed to our uncle Bobby’s house, running stop signs and lights. When we got there, Dean had me and Sam in the basement, guarded by every protection spell he could find. Then he camped out by the front door with Big Mama, ready to blast whatever came through that door. And the next morning,” She sighed. “Our father and uncle Bobby walked in and they were covered in blood. They both sat down in the living room, they just sat there staring at the floor, not saying a word to any of us or each other. They were like that for hours.”
“And your mother?” Garret said.
She took a deep breath to hold back her tears. “She didn’t make it.” Melinda said, Garret shook his head as he put it down. “After that, our father started training us to be hunters. Our uncle Bobby tried to give us a normal life, but our father wouldn’t allow it. He said there will never be a normal life for us, not with what was out there lurking in the shadows. So he took us on the road, moving us from city to city, from state to state. We were living out of hotel rooms and we would hardly ever see him. Dean was forced to be our mother, our father, and our protector. Dean was robbed of his childhood so he did his best to make sure we had one. But once he was old enough to go on hunts, we didn’t see him either. Then it was Sam’s turn to be mother, father and protector till he was old enough to go on hunts. Leaving me alone in the hotel rooms and wondering if I’ll ever see my family again.”
“And when you came of age you joined them?” Garret said.
“No, I became a hunter much sooner,” Melinda said, looking over at him. “I was ten when a werewolf they were after came for me. I killed it on my own. Our father was so impressed by it, he had me start hunting with them. Though Dean and Sam both beg him not to take me with them and send me to uncle Bobby’s, he refuses to.” She looked back at the fire. “To be honest, it didn’t matter if I went with them when I was ten or when I turned sixteen, I was going to be a hunter no matter what. A hunter's life is the only life I was allowed to have. The only life I will ever have.” She sighed. “Being a hunter, it’s the only life I have ever known since my second birthday. I don’t know any other way to live even if I had a choice. This is it for me.”
“It sounds like a really lonely life.” Garret said.
“It can be.” Melinda said, she turned to him. “But I got my brothers. And when we started joining other hunters, we became a community, a family. Though this life is lonely and dangerous, we save a lot of people doing what we do. It’s worth sacrificing our chance at a normal life to save someone else's. Like Dean always says, saving people, hunting things, the family business."
“Seems like you're a real hero Mel.” Garret said, smiling.
“Thanks Garret.” Melinda said, smiling back. “It’s better to be called a hero than a harlot. Speaking of harlot.” She rolled to her side to face him. “You may want to move back a bit from me, don’t want Samuel to accuse us of trying to sin in his house.”
“You heard that?” Garret said, she nodded her head. “Sorry about that, Samuel is very proper and strict."
“It’s fine, I've been called far worse.” Melinda said. “Tell me a little about yourself Garret. Are you and Samuel related?”
“No,” Garret said, shaking his head. “He’s just my pastor.”
“Do you live here with him?” Melinda said.
“Yeah, I do.” Garret said. “Been living with him for about five years now.”
“Why’s that?” Melinda said. He looked down and started playing with the laces on his boots. “That's bad huh?” He nodded his head. “I’m sorry.” He shrugged his shoulders as he kept his eyes down. She moved over to him and pushed his hands away from his boots. Before he could ask what she was doing, she laid her head on his lap. He looked at her with a surprise look as she looked up at him with a smile. “Hey.”
“Hey,” Garret said, smiling.
“Soooooo,” Melinda said, smirking. “Want to go sin in your truck?” He started blushing. “I’m just saying. Samuel said not in his house, he didn't say anything about your truck. That’s called a loophole my friend.” She gave him a wink and he chuckled. “Feeling better?”
“Yeah.” Garret said, nodding his head. “I do.” He slowly put his hand to touch her hair but he stopped. “May I… touch your hair?” She smiled as she nodded her head. He started touching her hair, gently running his hands through it. “Your hair is really soft.” He smiled. “I like how wavy it is, it reminds me of waves on the ocean.”
“It’s funny you say that.” Melinda said
“Why is that?” Garret said.
“Because your eyes remind me of the ocean with how blue they are.” Melinda said and he blushed. “You're really cute when you blush Garret.”
“How can I not blush?” Garret said. “I have a beautiful girl’s head on my lap.” He smiled. “You know Mel, you’re a real thing of beauty and I’m not just talking about this pretty face of yours.”
“I worry you might think too much of me Garret.” Melinda said. “You don't know how much blood I have on my hands.”
“I don’t but it doesn’t change what I said, which is God's honest truth,” Garrett said, looking into her eyes. “Your eyes, I ain’t never laid eyes on something so pure, like these hazel eyes of yours.” She blushed, making him smile. He moved his hand on to her cheek, feeling how warm it was from her blushing. “I never did answer your question from earlier.”
“What question?” Melinda said.
“If I was single.” Garret said. “I am.”
She smiled. “Why are you single?” Melinda said. “No one caught your attention?”
“No,” Garret said, shaking his head. ‘But that was,” He moved his thumb back and forth, stroking her cheek gently. “Till now.”
She quickly moved off his lap. “We should try and get some sleep.” Melinda said, going back over to her original spot.
“Did I say something wrong?” Garret said.
“No.” Melinda said, shaking her head.
“Was it because I was touching your face?” Garret said. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask permission before I did it."
“No, that was fine.” Melinda said, she rolled over, turning her back to him. “It wasn’t that.”
“Then what is it?” Garret said. “Do you have a boyfriend?”
“No I don’t.” Melinda said, getting herself covered up with her blanket. “It’s something else.”
“Are you promise to another?” Garret said and she looked at him confused. “In our church, the parents arrange marriages with other church members for their kids when they are sixteen and when they turn eighteen, they get married.”
“No, I’m not.” Melinda said, she sat back up. “Were you promised to someone?”
“To Mara, Samuel’s daughter but uh,” Garret said and he sighed. “Her friend told me that Mara was in love with Auggie, Sister Margaret's son. When I found out, I confronted her about it. She admitted it was true and she was pregnant with his baby. Which explains why she was pushing to have the wedding move up, because she was planning to have the baby pass as mine.”
“Oh shit.” Melinda said. “I’m sorry, but that’s fucked up.”
“I know.” Garret said, nodding his head.
“What did you do?” Melinda said.
“I told her I can’t stand in the way of their love and I released her from her promise.” Garret said. “Her and Auggie left the church and ran away together.” He smiled. “They are happily married with two boys and another baby on the way. They are doing really well for themselves out in San Francisco."
“You're not mad that she did that?” Melinda said.
“I would have been, but I never loved her.” Garret said, he shrugged his shoulders. “It was just an arrangement my parents made with Samuel. I was actually relieved about not getting married. I always wanted to marry someone I’m in love with and have children with. Not because I have to but because I want to, we want to. I know it’s sappy to say but,” He smiled. “Nothing is better than having love in your life. And I want that more than anything, love of a good woman and a family. I want to be in love and I want her to want her in love with me, just like my parents were.” She smiled and nodded her head. “So what’s your reason? Why are you single?”
“Because of this life I live. If I’m with someone, I risk losing them in the worst way imagable.” Melinda said. “Yes I know hunters do still get married and have kids, but we don’t get normal lives, we can’t. Being with someone that isn’t a hunter, makes things harder. It’s one of those do you tell them the truth or lie. Then they have no training which puts them at risk if something comes knocking one night. Our uncle Bobby, his wife Karen, she wasn’t a hunter and he didn’t tell her about what he did. She got possessed by a demon and she started attacking people, and he was forced to kill her.” She sighed and shook her head. “I know one day we all die, but a hunter’s death has never been a peaceful one. There are no natural causes or even a car accident for us. It’s gruesome and agonizing deaths we have in store for us. My father,” she shook her head. “That damn drunken heartbroken fool went after the alpha of the vampires so he could whip all vampires off the face of the earth. The alpha ripped his head clear off and put it on a spike outside of his nesting grounds.” Garret’s eyes widened.
“Then when it comes to kids, I couldn’t force this life on them like it was on me and my brothers. I can’t, I won’t. Even if I leave this life for a normal one, this life will come back around and find me again.” Melinda said and she started tearing up a bit. “I couldn’t bear giving a hunter’s funeral to a child, my child. It would kill me.” She looked down. “But it’s not like I’ll ever have to worry about that. I can’t have kids, physically I can’t.”
“You can’t get pregnant?” Garret said.
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “During that torture from Men of Letters, they said they wanted to put an end to the Winchester line. They put me under and when I woke up I had stitches across my lower stomach. Sam kept screaming and yelling at them, demanding to know what they did to me. It wasn’t till after Dean saved us and we went to the hospital to be checked out that we found out they uh… They removed my ovaries.” A few tears fell from her face as she looked back up at him. “And what man would want to marry a woman that can’t give him kids? That’s why I can’t be with you Garret, even though I like you.” She smiled. “I can’t give you family. I… I can’t. I can’t. There’s only death with me, not life. I… can’t give you what you want. I can’t. ” She started crying more. “I can’t.”
“Oh Mel.” Garret said. She put her head back down and he moved over next to her. “Come here.” He put his arms around her as she laid her head on his chest. “It’s okay, you don’t have to cry. It’s okay. I’m sorry they took that from you, truly I am. I can’t imagine what you're going through. But I’m here for you, okay? I’m here for you Mel, I’m here.”
Garret held her tight as she continued to cry in his arms. He rested his hand on top of hers and started rocking her back and forth. He spoke softly to her and reassured her that she wasn’t alone anymore, that he was going to be there for her. He stroked her hair gently and sang a song to her, one that his mother used to sing to him whenever he was feeling sad. By the time he finished singing Melinda was sound asleep against his chest. He moved her slowly and laid her down gently. Garret grabbed her blanket and covered her up. He watched how the shadows of the flames danced across her face. He couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful and peaceful she looked.
He watched her for a while, smiling as he admired her. Then he started blushing at the comment she made about sinning. Though he was sure she was just joking to cheer him up, he couldn’t help but think about it. Think about what it would be like with her. How it would be like to kiss her and touch her. What it would be like, to make love to her. She let out a soft sigh as she nuzzled her pillow, making him chuckle a bit. Garret slowly reached his hand out to touch her face but he pulled back a bit. He didn’t want to risk waking her up, but he wanted to feel her soft skin again. Then he started moving his hand towards hers again when a sound of metal clanking was heard behind his head, making him freeze in place.
“Don’t. You. Dare.” Dean said.
He quickly moved his hand away. “I’m sorry, ” Garret said. “I wasn’t..”
“I’m just screwing with you kid,” Dean said. He put the hammer back on the gun and Garret sighed in relief. He turned around as Dean sat down on the couch. “I get it, you got a thing for my baby sister. Just like she has a thing for you, I'm not blind. Though I want to say, I'll shoot you in the face if you touch her, I won’t. She’s grown, she’s almost twenty one and she can make her own decisions. But you have to know if some crazy chance you and my baby sister get together, if you break her heart, I’ll break your fucking neck. You understand me kid?”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” Garret said, looking back over at Melinda. “I don’t ever plan to break her heart.”
“If that’s the case, she’ll break yours.” Dean said. Garret looked over as he laid on the couch. “Get some sleep, kid, because once the morning hits I want you and my sister to do research and make some calls. Hopefully they're done running prints by then and Sam will be here in town. Once he is, we go hunting for that thing.”
“You think it’s still alive?” Garret said.
“I’m hoping it’s not,” Dean said, sighing. “But with our luck, it is.” He closed his eyes. “Goodnight kid.”
“Yeah.” Garret said, laying down facing Melinda. “Goodnight” He closed his eyes and drafted off to sleep.
Faith & Monsters Part 4
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Faith & Monsters Part 2
Garret snapped his eyes open at the sound of the scream, the scream that was saying his name. He saw the creature had stopped its attack and its head was turned towards the sound of the scream. Garret looked over where the creature was staring at as two figures merged from the trees. It was them, Melinda and Dean with their guns drawn and aiming at the creature. She screamed again, telling him to get down. He finally unfroze and he dropped to the ground.
He covered up his head as bullets cut through the air above him and pierced the flesh of the creature. It let out a high pitch skriek that caused Garret to yell in pain as its skrieks rattled his ear drums. Garret quickly covered his ears to muffle the sound while he panted as he pushed through the pain. They kept firing as they ran towards the creature, they were able to make it fall back into the woods for cover.
“Garret!” Melinda yelled as she ran over to him. “Garret!” He uncovered himself as she grabbed a hold of him. “Come on, get up.” She helped him up and then pushed him forward towards the barn. “Run!” He made a run for the barn and they followed behind him. They heard clacking as the creature jumped out from the woods. “Shit!” They started firing at the creature, forcing it to fall back again. “I’m out!” Dean turned around and covered her while she reloaded. “Got it.”
“It’s coming back!” Dean yelled. He quickly reloaded and they fired at the creature again. “Time to light this bastard up! Cover me kid!”
They stopped running and Melinda kept firing at the creature, forcing it to stay near the treeline. Keith and Samuel got Nate inside, as everyone else followed in while Garret waited at the doorway. Some of the members yelled at him to close it and lock it. But he refused to and he stood there, guarding the door. He watched Melinda firing at the creature while Dean shoved a cloth into a vodka bottle and then lit the end. Dean told her to stop firing and when she did the creature went for them. He waited till the creature was close and he threw the bottle right at the creature's face. The bottle shattered against the creature, causing flames to swallow its head. It let out another high pitch shriek and it ran back into the woods as it tried to put out the fire.
“Go! Go! Go!’ Dean yelled. Melinda turned and ran for it with Dean behind her. They could hear the creature coming back as they ran inside the barn. “Close it!” Garret's eyes widened as he saw the creature running towards them. He quickly slammed the door shut and locked it. The creature threw itself against the door and made it shake, causing the church goers to jump. “Get away from the door!”
“Garret move.” Melinda said, grabbing Garret by his jacket and pulling him away from the door. “Stay behind me, okay?” She stepped in front of him and put her hand on his chest, shoved him behind her. “Just stay behind me.” They pointed their guns at the door as the creature threw itself against the door again, making it shake. “Garret, you know how to use a gun?”
“Yeah.” Garret said, nodding his head. “I hunted a few times.”
“Here.” Melinda said, taking out a second gun from her back holster and handing it to him. “Follow my brother’s orders.” There was another thud against the door. “Dean.’
“Hold your fire you two.” Dean said and they started hearing clacking. “Hear that? It’s moving.” They followed the sound as it started moving around the building. “Everyone get away from the walls and stay low to the ground.” They did what he said as they kept pointing the guns at the walls as they followed the sound. “Don’t fire till I give the word.”
“Okay.” Garret said, gripping the gun tight.
The creature threw itself against the wall, making it shake. “Why is this so familiar to me?” Melinda said. It threw itself against it again, making it shake. It did it again but to another part of the wall, and that’s when it hit her. “Dean, remember the movie Tremors? Where the graboids made it into town and they kept attacking each of the buildings, till they flipped that trailer over?”
“Yeah, what about it?” Dean said.
“This creature is doing the same thing that the graboids did.” Melinda said. The creature threw itself against another part of the wall and made it shake. “It's looking for a weak point in the structure, in order to get to us.”
“Son of a bitch.” Dean said. They kept following the noise and it threw itself against another wall, making it shake. “I think your right kid.” It threw itself against another wall, making that one shake.
“I hate to say it Dean, but this creature is smart.” Melinda said.
“Yeah and I don’t like that one damn bit.” Dean said. There was a loud thud above them on the roof and they pointed their guns up. “Move the chairs against the wall, we need room.” The younger girls started moving the chairs as the older women kept tending to Nate. “How strong is this barn?”
“It’s withstood two tornadoes.” Samuel said. It made another loud thud and it dented the roof. “The roof however, did have to be replaced.”
There was another loud thud and the dent got bigger. “It looks like it found the weak point in the structure," Melinda said.
“Shit.” Dean said took off his gun bag and threw it on the ground. “Anyone that has gun experience, armed yourself.” Samuel opened the bag and passed the guns around to a few of the men. “When it makes another noise, shoot it once. Don’t waste bullets because this sucker is going to jump to another spot.” There was a loud thud on the roof and they fired. There was a skriek and it jumped to another spot. “Told you.” They fired and it jumped to a different spot as it shrieked again. Another thud, followed by more gun fire, and another skriek. It kept going on like that for a while. “It’s circling around up there.”
“It’s circling around?” Melinda said, she looked closer at the holes and her eyes widened. “Everyone hold your fire!”
“If you're seeing something I’m not kid, you better tell me right now.” Dean said.
“The bullet holes.” Melinda said, she pointed at them. “Look at them.”
He looked around. “Damnit.” Dean said and he looked at the others. “Don’t shoot even if it makes another noise.”
“Why not?” Matthew said. “We need to kill that thing.”
“It wants us to shoot it.” Melinda said and they looked at her. “It’s using our bullets to weaken the roof.” They looked up at the bullet holes. “Enough bullets shredding through it and clustering together like it is. One more good jump on it from the other side of it,”
“The roof will give way and it’s going to get in.” Dean said and they looked at him. “We have no choice.” He looked at the door. “We’re going to have to bottle neck it by ringing the dinner bell to draw it out. Kid,” he looked at Melinda with a smile. “Get Big Mama out.’
“On it.” Melinda said. She put her hand gun away and pulled off the case was carrying on her back. She put it on the ground and opened it up, revealing a 50 caliber sniper rifle that had been modified. “Hello beautiful.”
“Isn’t that gun illegal in these parts?” Garret said.
“I won’t tell if you won’t.” Melinda said, she gave him a wink and him blush. “Do me a favor Garret, clear a table off for me and line it up long ways to the door. I need something to put her on.” Garret did as she asked while she started assembling her gun. All the while, the creature kept moving around up top of the roof. “Dean, it’s going to know we’re up to something because we stopped shooting.”
“I know, kid.” Dean said. “I know.
“What is that thing out there?” Samuel said. “A demon?”
“Nah,” Dean said, shaking his head. “Demon’s only possess people. We were thinking it was a Wendigo or a werewolf when we first started hunting it. But we got a small glimpse of it awhile back and from what we could see, it’s something new altogether.”
“This is all you're doing.” Margaret said. Dean turned to see her pointing at Melinda. “You brought that evil here with all that devil worshiping.”
“Sister Margaret please," Garret said, he sighed in frustration. “I already told you she’s not a devil worshiper.”
“You think that because she has her hooks in you.” Margaret said. “That harlot is poisoning you.”
“Lady, I already warned you once about running your mouth off on my baby sister, so don’t push it.” Dean said, glaring at her. “I may not hurt women, but if you keep blaming her and calling her a harlot I’m going to shoot you in the knee cap and throw you outside with that creature so it can snack on you.”
“You can’t talk to my wife like that.” Keith said
“Your wife? Cool.” Dean said, smiling as he pointed the gun at him. “I’ll shoot you in the face and pretend it’s your wife.” He backed up as Dean looked over at the others. “If you guys want to make it out here alive, I suggest you guys keep any nasty comments about my baby sister to yourself, alright? She didn’t bring that creature here, we’ve been hunting it for a few days now. Whatever the hell it is.”
“What it is, is smart.” Melinda said, she put Big Mama on the table and aimed her towards the door. “And this creature can be two things.” She started loading the bullets. “It’s either a werewolf type where it can shape shift from creature to a human. Or” She finished loading the gun. “It was once human and was cursed to become that creature.”
“Curse?” Garret said.
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head as she put her gloves on. "A lot of humanoid creatures were humans that did something horrendous towards someone else or group of people and got cursed for it.” She put on her safety glasses. “Or Wesen, but that's something completely different all together."
"Wesen?" Garret said.
"I'll tell you more about that later." Melinda said. "She’s all set.”
“Okay, everyone listen up.” Dean said. “We’re going to kill the lights and open the door, she’s going to fire. It’s going to get really loud and that gun can shatter glass. So those wearing glasses, I suggest you take them off.” They quickly took them off. “I want everyone to keep their mouths shut and not fire. Unless I give the word. Got it?” They nodded their heads. “Ready kid?”
She put her ear plugs in. “Ready.” Melinda said, and she gripped the gun tight.
“Alright, here we go.” Dean said. Went to the door and unlocked it. “Kill the lights.”
The lights went out and Melinda put the night vision on the scoop as Dean opened the door. He stepped away slowly and quietly so the creature wouldn't hear him. The women held each other's hands as they silently prayed. The men kneel down and keep a hold of their guns, waiting for Dean’s command. Garret was kneeling down behind Melinda, watching the door over her shoulder. They heard a loud thud and then the clanking sound as the creature started moving. They could hear it moving away from them and back into the woods. It was quiet for a while till they heard the clicking noise and the rusting of the trees. They started hearing the clanking noise again that slowly came out of the woods. Melinda could see the creature through the scoop, it was staying low to the ground between the vehicles as it moved slowly towards the barn. It started raising up slowly as it made its way past the vehicles.
“Garret.” Melinda whispered.
“Yeah?” Garret whispered.
“Covers your ears.” Melinda whispered and he covered his ears. She gripped the gun tighter to hold it firmly in place as she put her finger on the trigger. Once the creature stood up, she took a deep breath and held it. It started charging for the door and she exhaled. “Boom.” She squeezed the trigger. There was a flash of light from the gun and a loud booming sound that echoed off the tint roof and shattered all the glass they had in the barn. There was a high pitch shrieking as the creature stumbled back. “Contact!” All everyone saw and heard was the flash of light and a booming sound from her gun and the creature letting out high pitch skrieks as she kept firing. Melinda kept going till the creature ran out of her line of sight. “I lost visual!”
“Lights!” Dean yelled. The lights turned on and she quickly reloaded. “On me kid.”
She picked up Big Mama and went to him as the others hung back. He signaled her to wait as he checked first and she nodded her head. He stepped up and swung around to the roof, making sure it wasn’t above them. He turned back around and scanned the area before signaling her to come out. She stepped out and they slowly moved forward as they scanned the area together. They finally reached the spot where she hit the creature and they saw the pool of blood and a trail leading away from the barn. Dean motioned his head to her and he went ahead as she looked back at the barn. She saw Garret standing at the doorway, looking at her. She signaled him to join them and she turned back around to cover Dean.
Garret looked over at Samuel and the others, and waved them to come over. Samuel nodded his head and they started going to the door. Samuel whispered for a couple of men to stay behind just in case. Him and Garret lead the way as the others follow close behind. They made their way to Melinda and she pointed at the blood trail. Garret nodded his head and they started following her and they joined Dean who was by the vehicles. He pointed down, showing he lost the blood trail. He signaled for them to check under vehicles and in the bed of the trucks. One by one, they checked around the vehicles and found nothing. Dean spotted the blood trail again and he motioned them to hang back. He looked over at Samuel and Matthew and motioned them to follow him.
They followed the blood trail till it stopped and that’s when they found the arm of the creature. Dean looked around and he saw the trail, it went back into the woods. He looked back at Melinda and signaled her to go up higher and look. She went over to one of the SUVs and Garret helped her up. She got on the roof of it and looked around in her scoop, till she saw the creature slowly moving away. Melinda signaled she spotted the creature was retreating. Dean gave her throat a slice motion, telling her to take it out. She took aim and pulled the trigger, the booming sound shook the SUV under and shattered windows. There was a pitch shrieking in the distance and she fired again, but the creature didn’t get hit.
“It’s out of range, but it's still moving away from us!” Melinda yelled, she kept looking through the scoop. After a handful of minutes, she could no longer see it. “It’s gone!” She looked over at Dean as she took off her ear plugs. “We should be good. It was moving really slow and stumbling around. Judging by the blood trail, it’s losing a lot of blood.”
“Well you did take it’s arm off kid,” Dean said, picking up its arm and showing her. “This sucker has some weight to it and it reeks.”
“You think it’s going to come back?” Samuel said.
“Not sure, but if it does, it won’t be anytime soon.” Dean said, looking back at the woods. “Hopefull it dies from its wounds.” He looked at Samuel. “Let’s get everyone out of here while we have the chance.” Samuel nodded his head and they started heading back. “We’re calling it kid.”
“Alright.” Melinda said. She got down as the others started heading back to the barn to get the others. “Garret, are you good?’
“Yeah, I think so.” Garret said, nodding his head. “I just got a headache from all that gunfire and it’s shrieking. How about you? Are you okay?”
“Always.” Melinda said, smiling as she took off her safety glasses. “Let me check you and make sure your ears aren’t bleeding from the skrieking.” He nodded his head and she went closer to him. She took a hold of his chin and he smiled at her as she moved his head to the side. “This ear is good, no bleeding. Is my voice coming in clear or is it muffled?”
“It’s clear.” Garret said.
She turned his head to the other side. “No bleeding here either.” Melinda said. “Is my voice still clear or is it muffled?"
“It’s clear.” Garret said. She let go of his face and he turned back to her as she stepped back a bit. “I have to say, your voice is really,” He looked down as he smiled. “Gentle and sweet. I can only imagine,” he looked back up at her. “That’s what an angel would sound like.”
“I’ve never been told anything like that before.” Melinda said, smiling. “Thank you Garret. That’s,” she blushed a bit as she looked down. “Really sweet of you to say. I appreciate it.” She looked back up at him, seeing a big smile on his face. “I wanted to tell you, you did great back there. You were really brave taking on that thing by yourself.”
“I’m not as brave as you.” Garret said. “I froze but you,” He smiled as he stepped closer to her. “You were fearless.”
“I wasn’t fearless, I just have been doing this for years.” Melinda said. “I was actually scared for you when I saw that creature reaching out for you.”
“You were?” Garret said, with a big smile on his face.
“Yeah I was.” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I’m just lucky it decided not to attack you, even after I screamed your name.”
“Wait.” Garret said, looking confused. “Your screaming didn’t stop it from attacking?”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “You were right there Garret, didn’t you notice?”
“To be honest I uh,” Garret said, and he put his head down. “I closed my eyes when it picked up its arm. I thought you know,” He shrugged his shoulders. “That was the end. I was going to die. You must think I'm a coward now.”
“A coward would have bailed out as soon as there was a sign of trouble, but you didn't. You stood your ground Garret.” Melinda said and he looked back up at her. “You were facing off with a creature that has been dropping bodies in several states. You took it on without a gun or even with a knife. You did it all with just a log that was on fire. You did that in order to help the others out. You are no coward, you're a hero.”
“A hero?” Garret said.
“Yeah,” Melinda said, smiling as she nodded her head. “A hero.” She stepped closer to him.
He blushed as he looked down. “So uh,” Garret said, slowly looking back up. “Why didn’t it attack me?”
“No idea to be honest.” Melinda said, shrugging her shoulders. “Maybe it heard me and Dean as we ran up. Because when we got closer to the treeline we saw it reaching out for you but it stopped. It just stood there looking at you with its hand out. We were going to fire, but we didn’t want to risk hitting you. So I screamed your name to get your attention. That’s when it looked over at us.”
“Yeah,” Garret said, nodding his head. “That could be it.”
“By the way,” Melinda said, smirking. “Next time I say "don't come out at night,” don’t.”
He chuckled a bit. “Yeah, I’ll try to remember that.” Garret said, nodding his head. “But it’s a good thing I did.”
“Because you saved the others?” Melinda said.
“Not just that.” Garret said, shaking his head. “I got to see you again.” He smiled. “It makes it worth coming out and almost getting killed by that monster.”
She started blushing again. “You really know how to sweet talk a girl don’t you Garret?” Melinda said, smiling.
“Oh I’m terrible at talking to girls but with you, I don’t know.” Garret said, shrugging his shoulders. “You're easy to talk to Melinda.”
“Mel,” Melinda said. “You can call me Mel.”
He stepped closer to her. “Mel.” Garret said, smiling. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, before both of them started to blush. They quickly turned their heads away. “I almost forgot to give this to you.” They turned back to each other. “Here’s your gun back.” He held it out to her as he pointed it at the ground.
“It’s okay,” Melinda said, putting her hand on his. “Hang onto it, you’ll need it.” He looked down at her hand then back up to her. “Sorry.” She removed her hand from his as she blushed again.
“It’s alright Mel.’ Garret said. He took a step closer, nearly closing the gap between them. “I didn’t mind it.” He gave her a crooked smile. She smiled back, making his smile get bigger as they both stared into each other’s eyes once more.
“Are you two done flirting?” Dean said, they both jumped and turned to him.
“Dean,” Melinda said, stepping away from Garret a bit. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Since the angel commented and you gave him googling eyes for it.” Dean said, batting his eyelashes before he became serious. “What’s the number one rule of hunting kid?”
“Never let your guard down while on a case.” Melinda said.
“And you did just that.” Dean said, stepping closer to her. “If that creature decided to circle back around, you two would have ended up dead. Because you two are too busy flirting with each other instead of minding your surroundings. If you want to keep working on this case, get it together or you're done. You got it kid?”
“Yes sir.” Melinda said.
“Now, I want you two to post up on one of the trucks and be lookouts so we can get these people cleared out.” Dean said, they nodded their heads and he turned his attention to Garret. “And by the way son. An angel’s voice sounds like a high pitch frequency that can make your damn ears bleed if you're not one of the lucky ones that can actually hear them or if they're in a vessel.” He started walking to the barn. “Now go do what I told you two to do and stay focused on what’s going on and not each other.”
“My truck is this way.” Garret said, leading the way. “So you guys met an angel before?”
“Yeah a few of them.” Melinda said, nodding her head. “One of them became like part of the family. But I’ll have to tell you about that some other time.”
“Maybe over a hot meal.” Garret said, she stopped and looked over at him as he smiled at her. “This is my truck right here.”
He took down the tail gate and hopped in. Garret offered his hand and he helped her up. They didn’t talk as they kept a look out for the creature. Dean and those with guns walked the others to their vehicles. Keith and Margaret loaded Nate up into their car and took him to the hospital. Dean told them all to keep the guns and to burn some wood piles around their homes to help keep the creature away. After everyone was gone, Melinda and Garret stayed in the bed of the truck while Samuel drove to take Dean back to the impala. Once they got there, Dean and Melinda followed Samuel and Garret to Samuel’s house to give them, monsters are real pep talk.
Faith & Monsters Part 3
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Faith & Monsters Part 1
Like always Melinda was in the backseat with the window rolled down. Her feet sticking out of the window as she leaned back and eyes closed. She had headphones in, not wanting to listen to Dean’s classic rock while he drove. Normally she wouldn’t mind it, but they’ve been on the road for five days and it was getting to her a bit. They only had quick gas stops and bathroom breaks. There were no hotel stops this trip, they just switched so the other one could get some sleep. But they finally were closing in on what they were hunting so that they could finally stop and stretch their legs, eat real food and rest.
Melinda felt the car slow down so she removed her headphones. “Alright kid, it’s time to get baby a drink.” Dean said as they pulled off the road.
“Why did it have to come here of all places?” Melinda said, putting her feet down.
“Maybe church folks taste yummier.” Dean said as he parked the car at the gasp pump.
“Maybe. Dahram said people with tattoos taste funny.” Melinda said and he turned to her. “What? He did.”
“That's dark, kid.” Dean said, he motioned his head. “Come on, let's go inside.” They got out of the car and went inside the store. Immediately the woman at the counter walked over to them, giving them a look. “Kid, won’t you go get yourself some snacks and whatever you want to drink.” Melinda nodded her head and he went up to the counter. “Hey, can I please get forty on pump two?”
She took the money and Dean went outside to fuel up the impala while Melinda stayed inside the store. As she looked around the woman at the counter kept her eyes on her. But she didn’t care, she was used to having eyes on her. After all, she had tattoos on her knuckles, forearms, chest and ribs. She got attention whenever they were showing, because of how rough it made her look. Dean got the same looks when his tattoos show, but not as much since he was a guy, it was more expected. Plus he normally wore long sleeves or his jacket when they were out so no one really saw them. Unlike her, long sleeves roll up and the top buttons of her shirt open.
As she kept looking a young man came in and greeted the woman at the counter, before wandering around the store. He went over to where she was at and he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Melinda paid him no mind as she gathered up the snacks she wanted. Then she went over to the drinks as he kept watching her. She could hear him moving behind her and he stood there for a bit. She waited to see if he would say something as she looked for a drink but he never did. She grabbed a drink and turned around, she gave him a small smile and he smiled back at her. Then she went around him and went over to the counter as Dean came back in.
“A young lady shouldn’t have tattoos.” She said, looking over at Melinda. “Our bodies are temples.”
“Even temples had cravings ma’am.” Melinda said, smirking.
“Kid. Car. Now.” Dean said. She put the stuff on the counter and went outside.
“You should teach your daughter some manners.” She said.
“She’s not my daughter, she’s my baby sister.” Dean said. “And she’s not the one that needs to learn manners.”
Melinda got into the car and laid down in the backseat. She put her feet out of the window as she waited for Dean to gather up what he wanted. No doubt he was looking for pie like usual. Maybe having a few choice words with the woman on the counter since he never did like anyone talking negative towards her. He just doesn’t like doing it in front of her. Melinda started hearing footsteps outside the car but they weren't heavy so it wasn't Dean coming back. The footsteps sounded unsure, they were dragging around like they were debating where to go. She heard them walking off but soon came back and stopped near the window. A throat cleared and a voice finally spoke up.
“Excuse me miss.” He said, Melinda put her feet down and sat up. “Sorry I don’t mean to bother you.”
“No worries.” Melinda said, she gave him a big smile. “What can I do for you?”
“I uh,” He said, pausing, unsure what to say as he stared at her smile. His eyes started to wander as he took in her features. Seeing how dark her wavy hair was, how long it was that it draped around her. Her skin was fair and her lips were almost ruby red. Her smile was pure and sweet. She looked like Snow White to him, if Snow White had tattoos. A smile slowly formed on his face as he looked into her hazel eyes. Then she moved around, crossing her arms as she leaned on the window frame. Her movement snapped him out of his trance. He shook his head and quickly looked down. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to stare.”
She giggled a bit, making his heart skip a beat as he looked back at her. “You're fine, don’t worry.” Melinda said. “People stare at me all the time. So what’s up?”
“Oh I uh,” He said, trying to figure out why he stopped to talk to her in the first place. “I was just,” He looked down, seeing her tattoos on her chest and knuckles. “I was just wondering about your tattoos,” He looked back up at her. “On your knuckles there.” He pointed at her right hand. “What do those symbols mean?”
“These aren’t just any old symbols,” Melinda said, moving her hand forward so he could see them better. “They’re runes, nordic runes.”
“Nordic runes?” He said and she nodded her head. “Do they mean something?”
“Yeah.” Melinda said, nodding her head. “These three right here.” She pointed at them. “They are for protection. This one protects my mind, this one protects my body and this other protects my spirit. These two here," she pointed at her index finger, "is for strength and this one," she pointed at her thumb. "Is for courage. Then I have these ones,” she showed him her left hand. “These ones aren’t Nordic, they are the five elements used in witchcraft or in Wicca.”
“Are you…you know.” He said.
“A witch?” Melinda said. He nodded his head as he got nervous. “No,” she giggled as she shook her head, putting him at ease. “But my aunt Rowena is.” She saw him tense up a bit. “Don’t worry, just because someone is a witch doesn’t mean they are bad. There are some that are, just like how there’s good and bad people. My aunt was one of the big baddies back in the day, but that changed over time. She helps people out now and heals them.”
“She heals them?” He said.
“Witches heal a lot of people back in the day. They helped out during the time of the black plague, they were the ones that stopped it from spreading and they cured those that were infected.” Melinda said. “A lot of witches were thought evil because they were women that were smart. Let’s face it, back in the dark ages any girl that could read and write was evil to them. Like how people gave crap to Bell in Beauty and The Beast for reading.” He nodded his head. “Witches used herbs like the male doctors used but since they were smart women, they were evil in the eyes of men. So a lot of witches became evil because of their sisters being burned at the stake for helping those in need.”
“I never thought of it that way.” He said as he relaxed a bit. “You said five elements?” She nodded her head. “I thought there were just four.”
“Normally, it’s just fire, air, earth, and water.” Melinda said, pointing at her fingers. “As you can see by the colors in the back of the symbols, you can see which one is which.” He nodded his head. “This one on my thumb is the five element, spirit.”
“What about that one?” He said, pointing at the tattoo she had in the middle of her chest. “That’s a pentagram. Doesn’t that mean you are a…” He lowered his voice. “Devil worshipper?”
She giggled “No,” Meinda said, shaking her head. “I’m far from that actually. Do I believe in him, in the sense he is there? Definitely, he’s there. But I don’t worship Lucifer. And this pentagram, it’s not one of his.”
“What do you mean not one of his?” He said. “Is there more than one?”
“Of course there is.” Melinda said, smiling. “Would you like me to tell you?”
“Yeah.” He said, nodding his head. “What other ones are there?”
“There’s one that is used by witches and wiccans. It’s wide like the one I have, but has solid lines and each point represents the five elements I mention.” Melinda said and he nodded his head. “It also doesn’t have flames around it like mine does. The one commonly used for Lucifer, is more narrow with thin solid lines. It’s also upside down, with a goat's skull in the middle with different types of runes going around it. The one I have on me, is another form of protection and it's an anti symbol.”
“Anti symbol?” He said.
“Yep,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “It's an anti-possession symbol.”
“Possession?” He said.
“As in, demons.” Melinda said and his eyes widened. “Me and my brothers got it tattooed on so demons can’t possess us. You see, me and my brothers,” She smiled. “We’re monster hunters.”
He chuckled. “You're pulling my leg.” He said.
“Maybe, maybe not.” Melinda said, leaning against her hand as she smiled. “What’s your name?”
“Garret.” Garret said, holding his hand out. “Garret Booner.”
“Nice to meet your Garret,” Melinda said, shaking his hand. “I’m Melinda, Melinda Winchester.” She let go of his hand. “Now,” she smiled big at him. “It’s my turn to ask you some questions.”
He chuckled a bit. “Alright.” Garret said, nodding his head. “What questions do you have for me?”
She smiled. “Are you single?” Melinda said. He started blushing, making her giggle. “I’m just teasing you. You don’t have to answer that question.” He smiled at her. “My real question for you,” her smile faded and her face became serious. “Have you seen or heard anything unusual at night?”
He looked confused. “Like what?” Garret said.
“Shrieking.” Melinda said. “Loud and high pitch shrieking.”
“No,” Garret said, shaking his head.
“What about clacking sounds?” Melinda said. “Kinda like when two metal pipes hit against each other.” He shook his head. “How about clicking sounds? Like the ones the Predator makes in all those movies.”
“No,” Garret said, shaking his head. “Nothing like that.”
“Have you seen anything that you couldn’t explain?” Melinda said. “Something that people would think you're crazy for seeing?” He shook his head. “Nothing moving fast out of the corner of your eye?” He shook his head again. “Really? Nothing?”
“No, sorry,” Garret said.
“No, it’s alright. It's a good thing you haven’t.” Melinda said, looking away. “Hopefully that means this thing is just passing through and not sticking around like we thought.”
“Thing?” Garret said.
“Can I help you son?” Dean said, they looked over to see him walking up. “Is there a reason why you're talking to my baby sister?”
“Dean, calm down. He’s been nothing but sweet to me.” Melinda said, Dean rolled his eyes. “Don’t mind him, Dean is just doing the big brother overprotective thing.” Dean started going to the other side of the car. “Garret.” He turned back to her. “Do you have a fireplace in your home?” He nodded his head. “While we are in town, I want you to keep a fire going in it as soon as nightfall hits. And whatever happens,” She looked right into his eyes. “Don’t go outside at night, no matter what you hear. Don’t. Go. Outside. Keep all your doors and windows locked. And if it gets in your house, stay by the fire, it hates fire.” Before he could ask her what she was talking about, they drove off.
“What in the world?” Garret said. He heard noise behind him, making him jump and spun around. He sighs in relief seeing it was just the woman that worked the front counter. “Sister Margaret, it’s just you.”
“Stay away from that girl.” Margaret said. “She’s nothing but trouble.”
“Yes ma’am.” Garret said, nodding his head.
“You’ll be at service tonight?” Margaret said.
“Of course.” Garret said
“I’ll see you tonight then.” Margaret said and she went back inside.
Garret looked back down the road where the impala drove off to. He stood there for a while before he went over to his truck. He got in and started driving back home as he thought back to Melinda. He smiled as he thought how beautiful she was. How gorgeous her smile and laugh was. How her hazel eyes just lit up in the sunlight. When he got home and sat down to eat lunch. He started thinking of what Melinda had told him. He really felt she was joking with him, but now he wasn’t so sure. The look on her face when she told him to not go out at night and to keep a fire going. It wasn’t just a serious look she had on her face, it was the look of concern. Her voice and eyes were both pleading with him to listen to her.
He let out a heavy sigh and shook his head trying to get the thoughts out. He went back to eating his lunch and after he was done, he did the rest of his chores. When night time came, he and the pastor, Samuel, were getting ready to drive to church. Garret was about to head for the truck, when he stopped right at the door way. He looked at how dark it was outside and for once in his life, he felt uneasy by it. He went back to the kitchen and opened up one of the drawers, grabbing out a zippo lighter and the refuel bottle for it. He put them into the inside of his jacket pocket and headed outside. He hurried to his truck where Samuel was already inside waiting for him.
“You alright son?” Samuel said as Garret got in. “You seem like something is troubling you.”
“I’m alright.” Garret said and he started the truck.
“Sister Margaret told me about the young woman you spoke with today outside of her store.” Samuel said. “Hope you are not having sinful thoughts about her.”
“Not at all Samuel.” Garret said, shaking his head. “I haven’t given her a second thought since I saw her and her brother drive off.” They started heading to the church and they drove in complete silence. When they got there he parked the truck and turned it off. He was about to open his door when he hesitated about getting out. “Samuel?” He looked over at Garret. “Do you think if God is real, other things are too?” He looked at Samuel. “Like monsters?”
“Only monsters are demons that poison the hearts of good men.” Samuel said. “Come inside son, we will pray and help clear your mind.”
They went inside and Samuel went over to the podium, he signaled for everyone to take their seats. Everyone sat down and he began his service. As he was talking, people mumbled when they agreed or said amen to what he was saying. Everyone except Garret, who couldn’t help but keep looking back at the open door. It was always left open to let the night breeze come in, since they were in a barn. But now, all he wanted to do was go close it and lock it up. He started bouncing his leg up and down, getting anxious as he just wanted the service to be over. But it just seemed to drag out longer than normal.
After the service was finally over, people were standing around and visiting with each other. All Garret wanted to do was head back home. But he had to wait on Samuel who was always the last one to leave. He was standing at the doorway, watching as a few people started to leave. Samuel was outside a little away from him, speaking with Margaret, her husband Kieth and Nate, their neighbor. They were talking about two strangers coming into town and how they checked into a hotel in town. Garret wasn’t paying attention to their talk till he heard Margaret bad mouthing Melinda. She was calling her a devil worshiper and a harlot.
“She’s not a harlot.” Garret said, they turned to him and he turned red, realizing he said it out loud. “She’s not. She is really nice and sweet. And she’s not a devil worshipper, I asked.”
“Having a pentagram tattoo on your holy flesh means devil worship son.” Samuel said.
“Not the one she has," Garret said, shaking his head. “It’s for protection.”
“Protection from what?” Samuel said.
“From….” Garret said, he heisted. “From being possessed by demons.”
They started laughing at him. “Now son,” Samuel said, smiling. “I think that girl got into your head. Won’t we go back inside and pray some more.” He started walking towards him when there was a loud high pitch sound in the distance. They all looked at the direction it came from. “That sounded like,”
“A shriek.” Garret said as he his heart started to race. “That’s a shriek.” Slowly the sound got louder as it got closer. More people started coming out of the barn, drawn by the noise. It let out another shriek that sounded close by, sending Garret into a panic. “We need to get inside.” He raised his voice. “Samuel.” He turned to him. “We need to get inside now before it comes for us.”
“Son, what are you talking about?” Samuel said. “What’s coming for us?”
“I don’t know.” Garret said, shaking his head. “Some type of monster.” They started laughing at him again. “I’m being serious. That girl, Melinda, told me she and her brothers are monster hunters. She warned me not to come out at night and to keep a fire going. She said it hates fire.” They heard another shriek. “That, that shrieking. She asked me if I had heard that at night. Along with clacking and clicking sounds.”
“I heard clicking sounds.” They turned to Matthew. “Two nights ago, we heard noises coming from the chicken coop. We thought a fox got in there and I ran outside, there was blood and feathers everywhere. All the chickens, they were completely gone and the chicken coop was in pieces. When I got closer to it, I heard this clicking sound that went into the woods. I… I thought I saw something. I kept telling myself it was a bear but…the way it moved and how it was shaped. It wasn’t a bear Samuel, it was something else.”
There was another shriek that was very close by. “We need to get inside now.” Garret said, but no one moved. “Please! We need to get inside now!” There was rusting in the trees that made them all freeze. Then there was clacking, followed by more rusting. Things went quiet and then they heard a loud thud, then they started hearing a clicking noise. “Everyone.” He spoke low. “Walking slow and quieting back inside.”
“There’s no such thing as monsters Garret.” Nate said, Garret shushed him. “Watch, I’ll prove it.” He started walking off towards the clicking sound. They all watched him as he went over to a clearing and looked around. ‘See!” He put his arms out. “Nothing!”
There was rusting behind Nate, he turned as the creature came out of the woods and lunged at him. They all screamed as it landed on top of him and sunk its teeth into his shoulder. He screamed as Samuel and Keith ran to help. Garret yelled at them to watch out as the creature looked up at them. Garret looked around and he saw the fire wood that was nearby. He looked for the longest piece he could find and he started squirting the lighter fluid on one end of it. He grabbed the other end and set it on fire, then he took off running towards the creature. It started swinging its arms around, trying to claw at Keith and Samuel.
“Hey! Over here!” Garret yelled as he swung the log at it, making it jump back and away from them. Garret kept swinging the log around, keeping the creature back. “Get Nate!” Samuel and Keith grabbed him and started dragging him back to the barn. The creature tried to swing at the log but Garret moved back to keep it out of its reach. Then he saw it, the flame started to go out from him waving it around. “No”.
He grabbed the lighter fluid and squirted more on it. The flames jumped up and the creature was forced back again. But it only lasted for a moment before it started going out. Once the flame went out and the creature started coming at Garret. He swung the log at it, but it knocked it out of his hands. Garret went to run, but his legs wouldn’t move. Fear finally sat in and now, he couldn’t move. His heart was pounding, like it was going to come out of his chest. The creature snarled and bare its teeth at Garret as it started raising its monstrous hand above him. He closed his eyes and waited for the end. As the creature brought its hand back down, a single scream pieced the night sky.
Faith & Monsters Part 2
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Warning: Cussing. Bullying. Angst. Mentions SA/Sexual Acts/Self-Harm. Religious comments (I mean no offense, part of story line)
Note: CHATROOM 2010 MOVIE AU
The Voices Part 9
Melinda's POV
“That’s when you ran away?” William said, I nodded my head. “Why did you run away for love?”
“I uhh,” I leaned back in my chair and motioned to my body. “Devopled before the other girls did.” William nodded his head. “So during P.E we had to do jumping jacks and obviously they bounced up and down. The boys took notice and they started in on their comments. Asking me how much I would charge them to see them. How much I would charge to let them touch them. Then they took it up a notch and asked me how much it would be for them to suck and lick them. And of course my favorite. How much would I charge to let them titty fuck me.” I could see him clench his fists. “The teacher, she was standing there the whole time they were saying these things. I looked at her and expected her to tell them something, but she told me something instead. She tells me that I should just get used to it because it happens to all women, it’s just a part of life. And if I was going to do the same line of work my mother does, I definitely should get used to it.” I shook my head.
“P.E. was my last class at the time, so soon as that bell rang I cried all the way home about what happened. When I got home I ran upstairs to go to my room but that’s when one of my mother’s regulars came out of her room. Frank Miller, another one of this town's wonderful Christians. I was just trying to get past him, when he grabbed my arm to stop me. He asked me what was wrong and I told him I didn’t want to talk about it. But he said he wasn’t going to let me go till I did, so I told him. He then asked me if I had P.E with his son Taylor. I told him yes and how Taylor was one of the boys that asked me. Frank let go and then he uhh,” I looked down. “He laughed. He actually laughed about it. He asked me if I was going to give his son a discount since he’s one of my mother’s regulars. Then he asked me if my rates would be the same as my mother’s because I would be a great eighteen birthday gift for his son.” I could hear William’s breathing getting heavy.
“I ran inside my mother’s room and I told her what happened. She looked at me with this straight face and told me, if they ever ask you for a discount, you always charge them double and get the cash up front for it. I asked her if she expected me to do what she did when I turned eighteen. She said, what else are you going to do in this town sweetie? I said I was going to get an actual job. She started laughing and said, you get an actual job? Sweetie, be realistic. You are my daughter and as long as you're in this town, my life will be your life. The soon you realize that, the better off you’ll be. If you don't, well then sweetie,” I closed my eyes. “You're better off dead.”
“She really said that to you love?” William said.
“Yeah.” I nodded my head. “Yeah, she did.” I opened my eyes. “I uhh.. I started feeling that itch. That need to cut. That need to bleed. So I…. I asked my mother if I could use her phone to call Erickson because I needed someone to talk to. She said no because she was going to get a call in a bit from one of her customers. They were supposed to, you know, have phone sex. Since he was out of town with his wife and kids. Classy guy.” We both shook our heads. “So I took off outside and looked around to see what neighbors were home so I could use their phone. But the only car that was in the driveway was Grace’s and I could see Garrett was in the living room through his window. So I went over there and waved him down because I didn’t want Grace to hear me knocking. He came outside and asked me what was wrong. I was going to tell him but,” I sigh. “The group of boys that told me all those things, were his friends. So I just told him I needed to make an emergency call to Russell. I didn’t want him to know I went to therapy either. He was going to ask Grace for me but then…”
‘It’s okay love, take your time.” William said.
“Grace opened the door and she said, Garrett, what are you doing with that little whore? I already told you a thousand times to stay away from her. All he said was, I'm sorry mom and he went back inside. He,” I started feeling myself tear up. “He didn’t even correct her.” I closed my eyes again as I felt the tears wanting to fall. “He never corrects her.” I sighed and opened my eyes again. “I tried to ask her if I could use her phone because it was an emergency. But she wouldn’t let me even get a word in. All she kept saying was that I was a child born from sin. That I needed to go to church otherwise I was just going to be like my mother, a whore. I said I wasn’t. Then she told me, look how you dress. You dress up like a whore.” I looked at William. “I was wearing a long sleeve dress that went up to my neck and the dress stopped right at my knees.” I looked down. “I never wore a dress after that. She...” I sniffled a bit as I felt my voice shaking. “She said that… Garrett shouldn’t have… He should have gotten Russell that day. That I should… I should have just died on that ice.”
He sighed. “I’m sorry love.” William said.
Tears started coming down again. “So I just ran as fast as I could from her house and down the street. All I could think was, I hope a car hits me and just ends it.” I whipped my face. “I eventually made it to the train station but there was a delay, something about some accident down the way. I started asking people who were leaving the station and around it for a ride. I got one that was able to take me to the next town over since they were heading that way. Then I found another ride there that was able to take me to a truck stop. From there I found a trucker that was able to take me to the town Erickson lived in. He dropped me at the truck stop there that was near a diner. There was a waitress he knew that was getting off of work, so he got her to give me a ride to Erikson’s place. As soon as I got in there and he opened the door I just rushed inside. I went straight to his office and I started getting his painting supplies and I started painting. He didn’t even say anything, he just came in and sat there watching me. I ended up painting a skeleton that had its arms wrapped around a small boulder. It was laying in the bottom of a frozen lake.”
“You painted yourself.” William said.
“I thought it was fitting since that’s what they all wanted.” I propped my arm up on my arm rest and laid my head against it. “When I was done, that’s when we finally talked about everything that happened. He was going to take me home but I asked him not to, I wasn’t ready to go back there. Then Russell called him, saying Garrett told him that I had come over to ask to use his phone to contact him. He had gone to my house and he couldn’t find me, so he was asking him if he heard from me. Erickson told him I was there and what happened, that I was going to spend the night and he’ll take me back in the morning. After he got off the phone, we ended up playing a few songs before we made dinner together and sat down to eat. He made up the spare room for me and he read Hamlet to me till I fell asleep. Next morning we made breakfast together and sat down to eat, and talk more. He took me to the store before taking me home to buy me a cell phone. He put me on his plan and everything that way I wouldn’t worry about adding minutes or running out of them. He took me home and when I was getting out of his car, that’s when Russell drove up. Russell walked me inside my house and went to wake up my mother. He told her where I was at and everything, she said okay. Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.”
“She didn’t even care?” William said.
“She never does.” I shook my head. “After that, I would have over the phone sessions with Erickson twice a week, sometimes three if I needed it. Which I need now and again because of these wonderful people in this town.” I rolled my eyes. “It was over the phone for a couple years and Russell did take me now and again when he could.” I looked at William. “I liked it better in person, since we could actually play music together and all that.” He nodded his head. “Erickson said he could do video chat with me, if that would make things better. I told him yes, but I didn’t have a computer. So he bought me one and came down here, then set it up for me. We did video sessions for a couple more years or so. But once his schedule opened up more, he decided to do at home sessions. It was nice having him here, because we would cook and eat together while we had sessions. I… I like doing that with him. I felt like I had a father around the house you know. It was nice.”
“Yeah.” William said, nodding his head. “I bet love.”
“Then around my fourteenth birthday he bought me my own guitar. I was so excited about it, I had to start playing it. Of course, I woke up my mother when I did that. I thought she was going to yell at me to knock it off since I woke her up like five hours before her normal time. But she walked on over and introduced herself to Erickson and asked how I was doing in my therapy sessions. Which I knew she really didn’t give a shit because she never asked me about my therapy, she was just playing the part like she always does when someone is around.” William nodded his head. “Erickson asked if he and my mother could have privacy so he could talk to her about my progress. I said, that’s fine and I was going to go for a walk. He gave me some cash to go to the store and grab something for myself. So I took off for my walk and went to the store, walked around there for a while before I got something. I went outside and sat on the curb to snack a bit because,” I sigh. “Let’s face it there was a lot he had to talk with her about since I’ve been in therapy for years.”
“What did she say about it when you got back?” William said.
“Nothing.” I shook my head. “All she could say was his name.” William tilted his head as a confused look formed on his head. “As in, I walked in to hear her saying his name over and over again while she’s riding him on the couch.”
“Are you serious love?” William said. “She was shagging your therapist?”
“Yep.” I nodded my head. “Erickson said it was an accident and it just happened.”
“But it wasn't an accident, was it love?” William said.
“No.” I shook my head. “He’s now my mother’s number one customer.”
“Un-bloody-beliveable.” William said as he shook his head.
“He pays the most since he does a whole weekend thing with her. Sometimes longer if he’s on vacation. But it’s not the normal package I guess you can say. He does the whole girlfriend experience, will I call it the family experience.”
“Does that mean he,” William said, motioning to me. “You know, with you?”
“Me?” He nodded his head. “Oh no. No. No.” I shook my head and he sighs in relief. “I’m sure you heard of the girlfriend experience before, right?” He nodded his head. “So I say family experience because he literally acts like we are his family. He does all this, lovely dovely stuff with my mother, like she’s his wife. She acts like he’s her husband, that’s when she does the cooking and cleaning is when he’s here. And when it comes to me, he does what he’s been doing. The artwork, music, the cooking and talking. But we don’t just talk about my problems, we have normal conversations. We would go on family trips to the beach, theme parks, stuff that a family normally does.”
“I know the whole thing is unethical and technically I should have reported him but I couldn’t. When he’s here, my mother acts like a mother. I feel like… like I have an actual family.” I looked away. “Something I always wanted, a family. It’s so sad because I know it’s not real. He’s paying for a lie, but I want it to be true. I want my mother to be a mother, instead of me acting like her mother and she acts like she’s my daughter. I want him to be my father, so I can finally say I have one. I dream about it sometimes. He would come in and tell my mother he loves her and wants to marry her. She says yes and he moves us out of this town. We get a big house somewhere in the middle of nowhere and we just live happily ever after. But like I said, you have to pay extra for that.”
He chuckled weakly. “Yeah.” William said.
“But after what happened between him and my mother last night. That’s never going to happen, like it ever would have. But I hoped.” I sigh. “I may never see him again to be honest. They uhhh, they got into it because of me. Because of what happened to me yesterday morning.” I looked back at William. “You remember those deleted messages you saw in your chatroom yesterday? The ones I said were just stupid teenage stuff?” He nodded his head. “They weren’t just stupid teenage stuff.” I looked down. “They were serious adult stuff.” I grabbed my fidget cube off my desk and started playing with it. “I just finished getting ready for school and I was down in the kitchen making my breakfast. This guy came down from my mother’s room, never seen him before. He just walks into the kitchen and starts drinking from the orange juice jug. I didn’t say anything, I just focused on my food. But I… “ I stopped messing with the cub. “I had this real bad feeling about him. Really bad feeling.”
I started playing with the cub again. “He said he heard me singing and he loved it, he said I had a great voice. I told him thank you and then he asked me what I was cooking, and I told him it was an omelet, and uhh I could feel him.” I motion with my hand. “He was right behind me.” I put my hand down. “Right behind. I asked if he wanted one and he said yeah. I told him to take a seat and he did at the kitchen counter. I made him some coffee and gave him the food, then started making myself another omelet. The whole time, I could feel him staring at me, the whole. The hair on the back of my neck went up and I just wanted to throw up because of the feeling I was getting. I just kept hoping my mother would get out of the shower and come downstairs. But she never did. I was going to sit at the table with my food but he grabs my arm, he tells me to sit with him. I don’t know what to do so I did what he told me to do.”
“He made small talk with me and then he asked what my age was.” I stopped playing with the cub. “I was debating to tell him if I was fifteen or twenty one, I didn’t know what age would put him off or turn him on more. I ended up saying my actual age and then he turned around and asked when I turned eighteen. I knew I fucked up, so I tried to put him off saying I just turned seventeen and it would be for another whole year. But, the way he was looking at me. The way he brushed my hair out of my face. The way he said I was beautiful. Then when he looked into my eyes, I could see what he was thinking, what he wanted to do to me.” I played with the cub aggressively. “He said, “I’ve always been a sucker for hazel eyes.”
“I knew I had to get the hell out of there so I said I was going to be late for school. But he grabbed my arm again and told me to sit down and finish eating, and he will take me to school. So I sat there and I ate my food, while he’s just watching me. Then when I was done he said he needed to use the bathroom and for me to wait for him. As soon as he was up the stairs I went outside to look for help. Like always no one is there, except for Grace’s car in her driveway. I was going to go over there and then the guy came outside. I was so scared I froze in place. He was pissed that I didn’t listen. He said, when I tell you to do something Melinda, I expect you to do it. Understand me?” I started shaking at the memory. “He told me to get in the car but I wouldn’t. I started moving away from him and he told me, do you really want to do this the hard way? Because you’re not going to like how this ends. I started backing up as he started walking towards me. Then he told me, why can’t you be like your mother and do what you’re fucking told?”
“Next thing I knew he had a hold of me and started dragging me towards his car. He told me, I guess I'm going to have to teach you a fucking lesson, don’t I Melinda? I started fighting back and he said, keep fighting beautiful, it just makes me want you that much more. I started screaming as loud as I could for help. I started pulling back and fighting but he just kept,” I stopped playing with the cub. “He just kept dragging me closer to his car. I kept screaming and screaming as I kept trying to fight back, but he kept pulling me closer. Then, a pair of arms wrapped around me and I just thought, this is it, I’m going to get thrown into his car. He’s going to drive off with me, he’s going to rape me and,” I looked at William as I slowing started crying “I’m going to die. I’m going to die.” I looked back down as I started to cry more.
“It’s alright love, it’s alright.” William said. “Just take some deep breaths okay? Take deep breaths.” I started taking deep breaths. “That’s it love, just keep taking deep breaths.” I kept doing more deep breaths, till I collected myself. “Feeling better love?” I nodded my head. “Do you want to continue or talk about something else?”
“I’ll keep going.”
“Alright love, go ahead.” William said.
“I started getting pulled away from the car and I heard this voice yell, let her go. Then I realized it was Garrett.” I looked up. “He ended up hearing me and came running outside. He started pulling me back as hard as he could while he kept yelling at the guy to let me go. I started kicking the guy to get him to let me go while Garrett kept pulling me back. But the guy, he wasn’t letting me go and he’s yelling back at Garrett to let me go. Then of all people, Grace shows up and the guy immediately lets me go. At first, Grace is pissed that Garrett is holding me, he has me in this death grip because he’s afraid the guy was just going to snatch me right back up. She starts yelling at Garrett to let me go and he does, and I run behind him just in case. And for once, Garrett actually speaks up and says, mom you don’t understand. He’s trying to force her into his car.”
“She looks over at me and I expect her to tell me to get away from Garrett but she doesn’t. She looks at the guy and says, she’s just a child. He tries to play it off that he was just taking me to school and that was it. She got in his face and told him to leave or she was calling the cops. So he did, but not before telling me that he asked my mother when my birthday was and she told him. Then he told me he was going to see me on my birthday so we could pick up where we left off. He tells me he’s going to take me to dinner and then to his place for dessert. Then he,” I chuckled weakly as I looked up at William. “Then he winks at me. Just winks at me. Then he drives off.”
“Grace told me to get into her car and she would take us to school, just in case that guy goes to the station. So I got in the car with them and she asked me if I was alright. I thought she actually cared because of all the questions she’s asking me. She even told me she was going to tell Russell about what happened. I thought maybe, I don’t, she saw me differently. But,” I sigh. “I was wrong. She started doing her famous Grace speeches. This one she started off with, let this be a lesson to you about the choices your mother makes. Then she followed up with if I went to church and I dressed more like a lady, stuff like this wouldn’t be happening to me. You see how I dress, it’s nothing relieving.” William nodded his head. “And like I said I haven’t worn a dress showing any skin since that day. The only skin I show is when I’m going to bed and it’s just me. But Grace,” I shook my head. “She thinks I dress like a whore because I’m not wearing what she and the other Christians wear.”
“After she told me about my clothes, she started saying if I accepted God into my heart he would have protected me from harm.” I chuckled weakly. “Yeah right.” I looked down. “She just kept at it, and at it, and at it. I’m looking at Garrett in the side mirror, waiting for him to say something but like always, he doesn’t. Then Grace decided to change up from your normal speech. She tells me, if that man comes back and I get rape it’s,” I started shaking. “It's my own fault.” I gripped the cub tight. “It’s my fault if I get rape by him. All because of my choice to not go to church. I’m the one that almost gets kidnapped. I’m the one that he planned to rape. But it’s my fault. My fault. I keep looking at Garrett, expecting him to tell her just leave me alone, but he doesn’t. He turns away from me.” I looked at William. “He actually turned away from me, because he couldn’t look me in my eyes.”
“So I went into your chatroom hoping you guys were in there, but you guys weren’t. I went to Eva’s but it was just her talking about modeling with some girls. So I went to Emily’s, but there was no one. I ended up going back to yours and waited, but the more she talked the more I just needed to let it out. So I just started messaging the chat about what had happened to me and I sent a picture of what I was wearing. After I was done with the messages I just kept reading what I wrote, waiting for one of you guys to show up in there. Then, you popped up.” We both gave each other a small smile. “And I freaked out.” I sigh and look down. “I don’t know why, but I did. So I deleted everything as fast as I could and just left your chatroom. But if I’m being honest, I did it because…”
“Because why love?” William said. “It’s okay, you can tell me.”
“I wanted to make friends and I was worried that if I got too personal, none of you guys would talk to me. And, I thought maybe when you guys read it, you guys would start in on me too. I would be nothing but a sad joke in real life and online. So,” I sighed. “What would be the point of talking about my problems? Everyone has them and you guys didn’t need to hear mine. Plus I only nearly kidnapped and rape and there’s those that actually have. So why even talk about what could have happened when nothing did? That’s why I just deleted the messages and pretended everything was fine when you reached out to me. I didn’t want to bother you with my problems. I,” I sighed again. “I just didn’t want another person to look at me the way this town does.”
“I could never look at you that way, love.” William said. I looked over at him and he gave me a crooked smile. “Never.”
I blush a bit as I look back down. “It was nice talking to you during lunch though. It did make me feel a lot better.” I looked back up. “You made me feel a lot better.” Both smiled at each other before I looked back down. “Then of course,” I sigh. “That whole thing happened in the last period and all that.”
He sighed. “Yeah.” William said.
“So after class my teacher, Davidson, spoke with me about being on my phone because of how out of character it was for me. I think he was just surprised I was actually talking to someone and smiling. I don’t actually, you know, smile.” I could see William nodding his head out of the counter of my eye. “He told me to stay focused on school and stay on track. He didn’t want me to get distracted by some boy.”
“I’m not some boy love,” William said. I looked up at him and saw him smiling. “I’m your future husband.”
“Shut up.” I giggled a bit. “I’m trama dumping here William.”
“My apologies love,” William said, smirking. “Go on.”
“When I sent you those first set of messages after my class was over, Garrett was waiting for me. He asked who I was talking to and next thing I know, we got into it. Because I was talking to a boy online and Garrett was telling me it was dangerous. I told him you were in the UK and most likely won’t talk to me again. Then he asked if you wanted to meet me in person. I started being a smartass. I said what if he wants to meet me? What if I want to meet him? Then he turned around and told me, didn’t you learn your lesson this morning?” I shook my head as I looked away. “I ran for the train station after that, all the while he’s calling my name as he’s running after me. I ended up locking myself in the bathroom and I messaged you one last time. When we got back into town, I tried to get off the train before he could reach me and just go straight to work. But he caught up to me and he was saying he was sorry. That he wasn’t thinking because he got jealous of you.”
“He was jealous of me?” William said. “Why?”
“Because he always had a thing for me since we were kids and he was hoping after high school we would get together.” I could see him giving his neck a quick twist, popping it as his breathing got a bit heavy. “Then he said after I joined the church.” I could see him relaxing a bit. “He went on about how his mother said if he wanted to be in a relationship and get married, it had to be a girl from their church. He brought up how he had strong feelings for me and she said she’ll give him her blessings to be with me, but I had to join the church and renounce my ways. He told me he dropped it because he didn’t want to change me because he loved how I was. He claimed I was not only beautiful on the outside but I had a beautiful soul all the way around.” I scoff.
“What a load of bullshit. He started going off about how he was thinking about what his mother said to me this morning in the car. That she was right.” I turned to him. “He actually said she was right. He started talking about the church and if I was a member, I wouldn’t have to live in this house with my mother and be around all these men. Then he said,” squeezed the cube in my hand. “Because I refused to join the church, I’m allowing myself to be around all these men. The more he talked, the more I just heard his mother’s voice coming out of his mouth. He just kept on and on about me joining the church and so called benefits if I did. He brought up again about us getting together after graduation. I asked about me leaving college and he said we would have to stay here because his mother needs him. He really expected me to join the church, give up my dream of being an artist and stay in a town that hates me. But that’s not all he expected out of me.”
“What else was he expecting love?” William said.
“What all hard-core Christians always expected out of their women.” I turned to him. “He expected me to marry him and pop out kids for him. He wanted me to stay home and be a good wife. I told him just like how his Bible says I’m supposed to do. He just looks at me and says, I can still work if I want to.” I shook my head. “Like that makes it any better. He went on about us being together, how he will take care of me and be a good husband to me. On and on, but all I could think was, this can’t be Garrett. Because he would never in a million years ask me to join the church. Garrett, the one that told me no matter what to always be myself even if other people don’t like it. He was the first boy I ever had a crush on and put up with his mother’s bullshit for. I actually would dream about being with him, getting married and having kids down the line. But when I looked at him, I didn’t see that boy anymore, he was someone else. And he didn’t see me anymore, he just saw me like everyone else did. I felt like some just reached into my chest and ripped my heart out. Everything I felt for him just,” I sigh. “Just disappeared.”
“You don’t have feelings for him anymore love?” William said.
“No,” I shook my head. “I don’t.”
“Are you sure?” William said.
“Yeah,” I nodded my head. “I’m sure.” I turned to him. “I feel like someone just flipped a switch inside me and turned off the feelings I had for him. It’s why I said no when he asked me to join the church to be with him. I couldn’t be with him after all that. I don’t want to be with him after that.” I sigh and look away. “After that Grace showed up and I got more than a mouth full from her. She actually shoved me so hard I fell over.”
“She what?” William said and I could hear his breathing get heavy. “She put her hands on you?”
“Yeah. And Garrett didn’t do anything but just stared down at me.” William sighed heavily. “No one did, not even the other adults. Some of the students just laughed and pointed at me. Grace is standing over me, telling me she was going to call the cops on me for harassment. Then she tells me, this is why you don’t have any friends and no one will ever love you.” She started ranting while I just looked at my phone. I started thinking,” I sighed. “I started thinking she was right. Because I didn’t hear from you after your last message.”
“Oh love.” William said.
“Another switch got flipped inside of me. One that was just pure raw rage. I got to my feet and screaming at the top of my lungs, fuck you bitch.” I chuckled weakly. “First time I ever cussed at anyone. The first time I yelled at anyone. And man,” I chuckled and then smiled. “I went off the fucking rails. I mean, just full on complete ape shit.” I turned back to him. “I let everything, I mean, everything out. I called Grace out on her bullshit, I called everyone out on their bullshit. I ranted about the broken system that church had and how they denied me protection. I told everyone how Grace was my mother’s best friend growing up and she betrayed her. I just went, on and on. I even told them about that guy and what he was planning to do to me. I even called the Bible out and told them how a wife is supposed to put out and if she doesn’t, her husband was allowed to take her by force. The look on some of the girl’s faces that went to church, they had no idea about that.”
“I just kept tiring everyone down and I didn’t care. Even when it came to Garrett, I didn’t hold back. I told him I had feelings for him and wanted to be with him, but not anymore. I told Grace I was done and she won, that Garrett was all hers. Then after that, I told them when I go to college they’ll never see me again. That it could be sooner than that if that guy did come back on my birthday. I told them he may kill me after he rapes me a few times, but their problem would be solved. I went to work after and that’s when uh,” I looked down. “I saw you in Eva’s chatroom and saying all those things to her.”
“I’m sorry about that again love.” William said. “Really I am” I nodded my head. “It must have been really difficult for you to work with everything that happened to you earlier.”
“A bit,” I nodded my head. “But I don’t have to worry about being at work and pretending everything is okay.”
“What do you mean by that love?” William said.
“I got fired.”
“What?” William said. “But love said you’ve been working there for a couple of years now. Why would they fire you after working there for so long?”
“A couple hours before my shift ended a customer called and made a complaint about me. Turns out they had an audio recording of me going off at the train station.” He sighed heavily. “Matthew, the owner of the coffee shop said he had no choice but to let me go because of it. He was worried about losing customers and everything. Which I do understand, that’s his family's main source of income but it still sucks. I really did enjoy working there and the money was going towards college. If I can’t get another job, most likely I’ll be going to college in LA.”
“Why not Royal love?” William said. “Don’t you have a scholarship?”
“Yeah.” I nodded my head as I looked back at him. “But the scholarship will only cover so much. It will cover all my school expenses and room and board. It will even cover my transportation to the school but only if it’s in the states. Since Royal is where you are, the scholarship won’t cover the moving part since it’s international. I would have to pay for the plane ticket and shipping everything over.”
“I can cover the move.” William said, taking me off guard.
“What?”
“Yeah,” William said, nodding his head. “If you go to Royal, I’ll pay for your flight and shipping your belongings here.”
“William… why would you do that?”
He started smirking. “I’m your future husband love, it’s my job to take care of you.” William said. I smiled and shook my head. “Besides Royal being the best art college in the world and would launch your career, it’s here and I’m here.” He leaned forward. “And I want nothing more than to see you in person love.”
“Even after what I told you, you still want to see me?”
“Like I told you,” William said, smiling. “Tell me all the terrible things you have done, and let me love you anyways.”
“But my mother…”
“You're not your mother love.” William said, shaking his head. “You're not.”
“I don’t think the town would agree with you on that.” I looked down. “Despite me being a virgin, I'm as much of a whore as my mother.” I started playing with the cube again. “Though I want to be more than that, I won’t ever be. It’s why I don’t have friends or anyone who loves me. I’m just… I’m just not worth it.”
“Love, remember what you said about your painting of the raven?” I looked up at him “I had asked you, if the raven was going to live or die. And you said it depends on the person looking at the painting. If they feel the raven is worthy enough to be saved or only worthy enough for damnation. When I look at you. When I look at your beautiful face and look into your gorgeous hazel eyes, I believe that you,” he smiled, “my little raven, are worth saving.”
“Thank you William.” I smiled and quickly looked back down as I blushed. “But what’s with this, my word you're using?”
“Because love,” William said, he smiled. “You are mine.”
“William,” I looked back up at him. “You're all the way over there. I can’t be yours.”
“That’s why you need to attend Royal.” William said, smiling. “So you can be here.”
“I can’t attend Royal just to be with you.”
“Why not?” William said.
“Because we barely started talking William. You can’t just decide I’m yours and you're my future husband. We haven’t even met in person.”
“We will,” William said, smiling. “When I come down for your birthday in a couple of months.”
“William you…”
“Love, like I told you before, we have this connection between us and it’s pulling us together. And I know you feel it too. You can say you don’t all you want to. But deep down, you know it’s true. You know this,” William said, motion between us. “Right here, it's more than friendship. I know it scares you to feel this way about someone you just started talking to, but you can’t deny it love. We have a connection, a real, strong, deep, and unspoken connection between us. It’s why we are drawn to one and another. It’s why you were able to open up to me and tell me about your life. It’s why even after you told me about it, I’m still here love, I’m still here. And it’s why I still want to see you in person. I want to go down there for your birthday and spend all your holiday with you. Not only so I could see you and spend time with you love, but to keep you safe. I want to go there and stand guard for you. I want to personally make sure that fucking twat doesn’t come and take you. I don’t care if I have to stay up all bloody night to keep watch over you. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe love.”
“You would?”
“Of course I would love,” William said, smiling. “After all, you're my future wife and it’s my job to protect you.”
“There you go again with that my word.”
“Because you are mine.” William said.
“William.”
“Just watch love, come December when you go on holiday I’ll fly over there and visit you.” William said, as a big smile formed on his face. “And when I do, I’ll make you mine.”
“And how are you going to do that?”
“By popping that cherry of yours.” William said. I gasped, making him smirk. “You want that too, don’t you love? You want me to make love to you and take your virginity, so I can make you mine forever.” I started blushing so bad I had to turn away from him. “It’s alright love, you don’t have to shy away from me. Come on now, turn back around and look at me.” I shook my head. “How about this? We’ll change the subject.” I turned back around. “Let’s discuss our wedding. I’m thinking of a Victorian Gothic theme.” I giggled as I shook my head. “Oh love,” He started smiling. “You don’t know how much I love that little giggle of yours.” I started blushing. “I have a question for you, my little raven.”
“Yeah?”
“Will you do me the honor and go on a date with me tomorrow?” William said.
“How would we do that?”
“Simple love,” William said, smiling. “We’ll video chat on our phones while we go out and about. I’ll show you around here and you’ll show me around there. We’ll get something to eat and sit down, and chat. What do you think love? Want to go on a date with your future husband?”
“I uhh..” I started blushing really bad as I smiled. “I would love to.”
“Fantastic.” William said, smiling. “Now, back to our wedding. Besides black, what colors do you want for our wedding my love?”
The Voices Part 10
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The Winchesters are at it again, saving people, hunting things, the family business. This time they are hunting a creature from Mexican folklores that was created by a witch. They track the creature down to a small town in the middle of nowhere. Though the town seems quiet and peaceful, the townspeople however are not.
With a town full of religious believers that have a strong faith may pose more of a threat than the creature itself. Especially since they believe the creature was brought on by the Winchesters. Mainly their younger sister, Melinda who they believe who is trying to lure young church goer Garret astray.
Now not only do the Winchesters have to worry about what's lurking in the shadows, but what's walking around in the daylight. Will the Winchester be able to take down the creature before the townspeople take them down? Or will they be reminded that humans are far more dangerous than monsters they have hunted?
Find out in, Faith & Monsters Part 1
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