I've been called every and anything you can think of. From an alien to an animal, a blessing to a curse, a demon...a god. I was the root of all evil or the answers to someone's prayers. Whatever label I'd be given always conflicted with another. I don't even understand what or why I am, but it's a curiosity I'm starting to lose more and more every day, who gives a shit anymore. Trying to figure it out has done nothing more then give me a spinning headache. There was a time in my life when I use to obsess about figuring out what this was, all the typical questions. Who, what, when, where, and why, but I always came to a dead end.
My thoughts are then interrupted by the jolt of the cross-country bus I was sitting on, it was coming to a stop. I look away from my window to peer ahead. A bus coming to a stop in the middle of a long stretch of road surrounded by nothing but grassy hills at one in the morning? This is just great.
The other people on the bus begin to stir out of their sleep, the ones already awake stand up for a better view. The driver then makes an announcement.
"Nothing to worry about folks, just a herd of cows blocking the road!"
From all the way in the back I stand up to look out of the windshield. There was at least a dozen or more cows standing in the road blocking both lanes. The driver starts honking his horn repeatedly hoping to scare them off, but the cows don't budge.
" Great! we'll have to wait for them to move."
Says an older man sarcastically with a loud sigh.
The bus driver continues honking his horn and inches closer and closer to the cows. Any closer the grill would be in contact with the closest one. A young mother sitting a seat over picks up her small son and points at the cows in hopes of amusing him. Huffing at my situation, I snug my black beanie a little more over my head and begin to stuff away loose strands of my dark blue hair. I put the hood of my jacket over my head then begin to contemplate to myself. Should I just wait it out? Or should I do something? It's just cows they'll probably move in another five minutes for all I know. Regardless, I just don't want to be on the bus with these people any longer than I have to.
A guy who could probably be a few years older than me is sitting in front of me. Still sitting in his seat, he turns around and makes a joke to me about the cows making him hungry for ribs. He looked to be mixed with a multiple of things, one obviously being black sense he had a tanned brown complexion, and long curly hair put up in a high bun. He had on a dark red hoodie with black pants and a pair of headphones resting around his neck. Waiting for my response he smiles at me. I silently give him my attention for a moment but then look away without a returned smile or a chuckle. Even while looking ahead, I could see the look of defeat on his face for a conversation in my peripheral view. He quietly turns back around in his seat and looks ahead like everyone else. I finally sit back down and pull my phone out from my coat pocket to check the time once again. It was 1:09am and I noticed that I had ten missed calls. Already knowing who it is without unlocking my screen, I just smirk and return my phone back into my pocket.
"Finally, I can see your smile."
Says the stranger sitting in front of me.
I look up and he's looking at me with another smile.
"Stop!"
I cold and bluntly say to him before looking away then out my window.
"I'm sorry."
Says the stranger.
"I know this may be too forward, but you're a very beautiful woman and it seemed like you needed someone to brighten your day. I've been there plenty of times and I thought I'd..."
I then cut him off without looking at him.
"I thought I asked you to stop?"
I can feel him staring at me for a moment before sighing then turning back around in his seat. I momentarily stare at him after he turns around. I gently shake my head before grabbing my duffle bag sitting on the seat next to me and put it on my lap. looking back out of the window, my eyes land on the dirt path that I spotted going around a large hill nearby. It had a few tire prints from what could be from several bikes over a period of years. It also had a few footprints and dog prints. I stand up with my duffle bag and put it on my seat. Quickly, I grab my backpack that was stuffed under the seat in front of me and put it on. I grab my duffle bag and begin walking to the front of the bus. Everyone looks up at me confused while a few of them whisper to one another. I walk up to the bus driver and speak to him in a low voice almost a whisper.
"Excuse me sir, this is where you let me off."
The bus driver then turns his attention to me with a look of confusion that slowly disappears. Before he can get a word out, I repeat my sentence.
"Sir... this is where you open the door and let me off."
Without taking his eyes off me, he complies by opening the door. I walk off the bus and immediately feel the cool brisk air of the night hit my face. The hood of my jacket was blocking my side vision while I was speaking to him. I didn't even see the reactions from the other passengers, but I could feel all the shocked and confused eyes burning my back as I began walking away. I was disappearing into the night and heading towards the trail I spotted. If I were a regular person on that bus watching this all unfold, it all would be bizarre to me too.
Both of my bags are heavy, but I fight through the exhaustion of carrying them until I get around the hill and out of sight of the bus. I drop the bag in my hand for a quick rest of my arm muscles as I look around. It was then that I noticed that this trail continues up and around another hill. Letting out a sigh, I sit on top of my bag as the condensation of my breath appears and disappears in front of me. After a few minutes, I then take my backpack off and stand up. I roll my neck, stretch my arms, and crack my back before zipping up my jacket and taking off my hood. I stare at the corner of the hill I just walked around moments ago. As expected, and like clockwork I see the flicker of a flashlight. The person rounds the hill revealing to be the man who was sitting in front of me on the bus. He walks a few more steps before he stops in his tracks when his flashlight lands on me. He then pulls out a gun with a silencer and points it at me. Almost immediately, he looks slightly away but keeps me in view. I finally break my silence.
"On whose behalf are you here for?"
I ask smugly.
"No wait! Don't answer! Let me guess..."
I tap at my chin as I pretend to brainstorm.
"I see the family resemblance. Lyla sent you to follow me."
I then let out a scoff at the situation.
"How annoying."
Nervous and slightly shaking, the man finally utters out his first words sense the bus.
"I didn't believe the stories! I thought my family was losing their minds! My sister and my dad are in a fucking psycho ward! My grandfather died yesterday from brain issues! It happened right after he spoke of you, his eyes rolled to the back of his head then he collapsed right in front of me!"
I shrug.
"Sounds like the old skin bag couldn't handle it."
"SHUTUP!"
He shouts angrily.
"My grandmother begged me to watch you and follow you because she says you have the power to fix this! To bring people back! I didn't believe her! I only followed you to see exactly what it was about you that ruined my family. I thought you were probably just some sick con artist or a rip off magician! I just wanted answers from you! That is until I witnessed what happened on the bus. What did you do to that bus driver? What's wrong with him? He's been spaced out and isnt responding to anyone! What the fuck is wrong with him?! Is that what you did to my family?!"
Looking him over, I notice him starting to tremble as his heart raced through his skin. His pours filled up with sweat as he gripped his gun with trigger happy fingers. I respond to him in a calm but cold tone.
"I see she told you not to look directly at me, are you scared?"
He doesn't respond as I take a step closer, but he immediately yells at me.
"DON'T FUCKING MOVE!"
I do as he says and stop my feet. The man puts the flashlight under his arm while still pointing the gun at me. He begins patting his pockets for his phone in an attempt to multitask. I roll my eyes as he finally pulls out his phone. With a loud sigh, I slide a small sharp dagger out of my sleeve and rest it hidden in my hand.
"Dude, your grandmother is lying to you. I can't fix people! I can't bring people back from the dead! Nor can I turn water into fucking wine! Or split the sea in half!"
I shake my head.
"Man, that old broad is crazy."
"NO! SHE'S NOT!" He yells out.
"As a matter of fact! This just proves that she's been right all along! You have powers!"
I scoff with a chuckle.
"DUDE! Exactly how much does Lyla really give a fuck about you to send you after me? She knew there was most likely a chance you'd die or get terribly hurt but it was a chance she was willing to take. She wants me for her own selfish reasons! You're nothing but someone to throw away because you hold no value to her! The same goes for the rest of your family."
I grip the dagger tightly in my palm as I calm my entire body. Suddenly in a blink of an eye, I lift my arm and throw the sharp dagger quicker than a lightning strike. The dagger goes spinning and cuts through the air. Its sharp tip punctures his neck causing his head to jolt backwards from the pain and force. In reaction, he squeezes the trigger on his gun and shoots a few rounds in my direction. He falls to his knees and drops his phone as the gun remained gripped in his hand.
At that same moment during those few seconds of shots being fired. I blink and reveal a thin rimmed blue glow around my pupils. The colors were fading between different shades of blue as I see each bullet coming towards me. I began to walk up to him calmly as I dodged each bullet flying inches from my chest and my face. I was now standing in front of him, so I snatch the gun out of his hand then forcefully push him back by his face. He falls backwards onto the ground, so I put my knee on his chest while also holding him down with my free hand. I then bend in close to his face while I point the gun at his temple. looking him directly in his eyes, the glowing blue ring around both of my pupils then begins to fill out into my entire pupil. One shade of blue after another was capturing his fixed gaze. It was now finally time to speak....
Me and Jaz pull up to Teltum's house. It was finally a clear sunny day, so it was perfect weather for a BBQ. Teltum's home stuck out among all the other houses in the neighborhood sense he apparently got it built from scratch. The structure is a modern two-story with some marble and brown wood texture which looked nice. The roof was flat and the sides of the house have a lot of tall windows with palm tree's surrounding the property. The party was in full swing, his driveway was filled with cars and more of them lined the side of the streets.
"Damn! he's able to afford all of this with a tattoo shop?"
Jaz blurts out.
I agreed, it was a little odd. I wasn't expecting it myself. The nice Jaguar that he owned, I could understand, but this house is crazy. Did he have other means of making money like I did?
As soon as we found somewhere to park, we hop out and head up towards the house. I was wearing blue and black sweats over some swim shorts and had on a black opened buttoned up shirt that showed off my bare chest. My gold necklace laid on my collar bone and chest matching my stud earrings. Jaz teased that I probably did some quick sit ups to make my muscles pop before we left. I teased that she looked like she got in a fight with a tub of Vaseline sense her skin was all gleaming. She had on a striped purple and white sundress with her two piece gold and purple bathing suit underneath. Her hair was in one long French braid that hung over her shoulder with gold hoop earrings and big dark shades.
As we approached, we get hit with the smell of food and hear the bass of loud music mixed with laughter. There was a sign on the front door instructing people to walk around back so we did. We follow the smooth sidewalk through the side of the house which was lined with mini palm trees. Upon finally arriving in the backyard the view was crazy, it overlooked hills filled with other homes below, but further off in the horizon was the ocean. There was a long square swimming pool filled with a few laughing people lounging on colorful floaties or shooting each other with water guns. A few feet away was a jacuzzi with a couple of
people lounging with drinks and smoking weed. As I looked over at the opposite end I notice a few stairs that lead down to a different part of his backyard. We decided to explore so we walked down them and found that it led to a basketball court with a few guys playing, two of them being Nate and Joe.
This place is insane.
I glance around noting a few women ogling and whispering to one another about the shirtless men. I look at my sister noting her staring at Joe causing me to internally roll my eyes.
"Alright let's find Teltum."
I say to her interrupting whatever thought she had in her head. After we both get back up the steps, we finally spot him. He was lounging by his smoky grill with dark shades and his long black hair up in a high bun. He had on a tank top that showed off his muscular frame along with all his tattoos and was also rocking long swimming shorts. His laugh was loud as he was socializing and sipping on a bottle of beer in his hand. After spotting me, he and stands up to give me a handshake dab.
"AY! Wassup Crony! You made it!"
I nod my head.
"Yea you know I had to come through."
I respond with a smile before I gesture at Jaz.
"This is my sister Jazline, Jazline this is Teltum."
Teltum removes his glasses and hangs them on his shirt. He gives me and her a slight shocked expression.
"Oh damn little sister in the building."
He smiles and shakes her hand.
"Welcome, nice to meet you and thank you for coming. Grab a drink, grab some food, grab some weed."
He playfully says to her causing Jaz to bshully chuckle.
"I'll go and get myself a drink."
Before walking off she murmurs in my ear.
"He is fine as hell."
I smack my lips and watch her walk off towards the bar. I then turn to walk over and greet some of the other heavily tattooed employees from his shop and give them dabs and hugs.
"So, Kurt when are you going to let me put some ink on that body?"
Says one of Teltum's female tattoo artists to me playfully. Her name was Dominique and every time she saw me she was teasing me about that. It was a regime she was sure to keep up, but I always entertained it. She always liked to tease that I was walking around naked without ink.
"If you're scared of a needle just say so big pimpin, no need to lead a girl on leaving her thirsty."
She says with a chuckle as she brings a blunt to her lips. Her comment caused the rest of the gang to chuckle along with me included.
"How about I'll let you tattoo me after you get my full name tattooed on that ass. Left cheek Kurt Right Cheek Delton how about that?"
Dominique lets out a loud laugh with a shake of her head.
About an hour later while I was sitting at a table with Jazz, Teltum and two more people playing dominos when I suddenly get ambushed. My sister gets excitedly greeted by Destiny and Nicole running up to her.
"What the fuck?"
I say with my face all scrunched up and confused. Jazz stands up and pulls them down the stairs where the basketball court was.
"I forfeit!"
Jaz shouts out without even looking back. As annoyed as I was that they were here, Destiny still looked good. She was wearing capri jeans and a brown and gold bikini top that went well with her glowing brown skin. She had her signature long single braids but they were in a high bun with hair jewelry accenting her outfit. Destiny gives a me a guilty smile and waves to me before disappearing down the stairs with Jaz. That day that she texted me for the first time was also the last time I had spoken to her. I was too mixed up in my discovery of Hiyphur.
"Damn what the fuck is Jaz thinking inviting them down here!"
I look over at Teltum and he's looking behind me with a smirk. I turn around to see what he's looking at, and in walked Myra. My heart sank, damn she looked good. She was wearing a yellow two-piece swimsuit with a black tie around fabric covering her bottom half. Her hair was no longer flat ironed it was naturally curled bouncing on the sides of her face. Her skin looked soft and glistened with hints of glitter as she made her way down the walkway followed by her two friends Dominae and Tracy. Those girls never left her side, they were like her little side kicks or something. As I turn back around to face the table, I try to hide my obvious facial expression. Teltum starts laughing but I smirk and flip him off as we get back to the game.
About another hour later I'm at the basketball court playing ball with Nate, Joe, Teltum and two of Teltum's friends. It was all of us on a team against a few of Teltum's other friends, one of them was introduced to me as Rodney. Ryan who showed up about thirty minutes after Myra watched from the side nursing a beer and talking to a few people. Demetri and Marcus decided not to come which wasn't much of a surprise. Jaz, Destiny and Nicole were now drunk in the pool laughing. I could hear my sister's distinct laughter even from the court. Then as if a gust of wind catching my attention, their she was again. Myra walks down the stairs with a drink in her hand giggling with her friends, her eyes land on me and she bites her lower lip. Joe runs pass me with a quick teasing comment.
"Quit drooling bro!"
He says as he catches a passed ball from Teltum and makes a three-pointer shot. Him and Teltum give each other dabs then both continue to laugh at my expense. Nate joins in on the teasing and secretly starts imitating slapping ass in front of him causing Teltum and Joe to laugh more.
"You guys get on my gottdamn nerves."
I say as I laugh and run off down the court to continue playing the game.
After the game we all head back up and discovered a dancefloor was made. The sun was setting so the decorated Christmas lights and Tiki torches were on. To cool off after running around on the court, Nate runs and jumps in the pool and Joe, Rodney and Teltum follow his lead. Destiny yells at me to jump in too but before I could, I get stopped by a soft hand around my wrist. I turn and find Myra with a smile.
" You haven't talked to me sense I got here what sup with that?" ......
Continue the story from the beginning on Wattpad!!
The gang is slowly coming along. Many more to come.🤙
I also finally discovered what genre the book is. MAGICAL REALISM!!
Magical Realism - A style of fiction and literary genre that paints a realistic view of the modern world while also adding magical elements.
I've never quite been able to pin point it, it was always fantasy for sure but also not quite that at the same time. I'm excited to have a cemented genre label for it now📚😊
