Destruction by Seduction

Ch. Two- Psychasthenia with a hint of mint.


Blood. It sure does taste funny in your mouth, especially when you’re biting the inside of your cheek until you think you’ve caused a huge hole to form. That taste of copper never truly leaves you either because long after the bloods stops ebbing from the self inflicted wound you can still taste a mouthful of pennies upon will. Navarro had always wondered if anyone actually bit themselves hard enough to leave holes. He doubted it because he never saw people walking around with little holes all over their faces due to compulsive habits. His own mouth felt raw and used he’d been chewing a huge wad of gum for two hours now and he wondered just how much longer he’d have to taste it’s dirt like texture and dentistry developed flavor. His hooded sweatshirt felt especially light today it was probably because he hadn’t stuffed his pockets with every known item he could reach within the proximity of his bed. His hair was slightly greasy and his shoe’s sopping wet due to the fact he’d tripped behind a fast food stand and straight into there low level open dumpster while reading a horror novel. So sitting on a street corner looking like a slimly bum was not his idea of the greatest highlight of the week. Jack was late as usual he was never on time. Navarro’s mind ran on high speed for a moment thinking back to the times when he could actually count on Jack to show up and actually be anything but wired on whatever the boy could stuff up his left nostril. That included Pixi sticks. Swallowing a wad of salvia he was confident enough to say he should probably start walking before his knees grew numb as ice cubes and fell off their joints that surely connected him with the rest of the worlds outlets. As his feet left the curb the front bumper of a noisy little coup de Ville intercepted with Navarro’s path to the intersection. He half fell backwards with mock surprise as to who almost ran him over and turned him into sliced cheese wedges with a side of gore. Jack leered his head out of the half open window spurting out an annoyed and paranoid response begging him almost to get his ass in to the car so they could hurry up and leave. He swore there was a party downtown but Navarro didn’t think Jack looked like he wanted to party he looked lost inside and deep down smash faced. Snapping on his seat belt for safety measures he eyed Jack uneasily nibbling on his lower lip he pondered the thought of asking if the other boy was all right. It seemed stupid and it seemed foolish and half-heartedly pathetic. He wished he could have asked him. Maybe it would have saved them all. Perhaps they would have turned around and stopped at an ice cream shop talked about life’s problems over a double scoop waffle cone with sprinkles. Navarro knew the answers its why his mouth refused to anything but smile at Jack admire his lack of caring, kindness on the road. They never would have turned around he knew this while fingering a lock of his black hair a habiting trait he received from his father. Jack had met him doing this. He’d walked right up and called him the biggest freaking tease he’d ever seen on two feet then proceeded to ask him to come hang out with them after school at the skate park down the way, a couple of blocks from the high school. Everyone knew Jack was a druggie it was plain and simply written on his forehead practically. Navarro’s uncle and father were forever weary and untrained around Jack whenever he came over he often found they both disappeared as if they’d never even been on this earth for a matter of hours they’d be nothing but invisible oxygen. His mother always made Jack cookies the oddness of this was Jack loved her cookies he claimed it was half the reason of coming around almost every chance he got he was worried sometimes that he wore out his welcome he knew Navarro’s father didn’t like him it wasn’t because of his lifestyle it was because he could wipe off his brand of trade what he thought he did to keep living to keep his heart going a few more beats to insure he saw one more sunrise. When in truth it was brining him that much closer to sucking dirt with the worms. Jack slept over sometimes but the little weirdo would only sleep on the floor next to Navarro’s bed so of course the room had been filled with thick confusion it dripped from the walls and onto the hard wood flooring. But everyone let Jack do as he pleased by the end of the day he was normally well behaved never talked about his personal life or if he had an online girlfriend or had ever wanted to go to the moon. Jack was just Jack there was nothing special about him to anyone really but Navarro. He was his friend. At this point his only real friend. But when you’re the biggest tease on two feet slammed into Candies combat boots your bound to attract something. Or someone. You just had to know where to look. Navarro’s nimble body bounced about in the car seat he was strapped into as Jack drove like a mad man down rush hour traffic because every hour was rush hour in Vegas. He seemed oddly distracted until he heard Jack flip open his cell phone and begin dialing in slow motion as to not screw up the correct order of numbers. The radio was on in the car and is playing some horrible band he was unfamiliar with. Jack was practically yelling into the phone now keeping his brown eye’s on the road intently staring down gravel constructed masses of rebar. Navarro became a little more aware of the odd timing to call someone on your cell phone while driving when Jack cursed into his cell phone “Fine forget it. It’s doesn’t matter how I got your number just listen to me its real important I told you earlier about him and I need someone to take care of him I’m…” Navarro felt rather embarrassed when Jacks eye’s met his own so he turned away and concentrated on the radio he didn’t think the call concerned him in the least not if Jack was so worried about it all. When Jack was sure Navarro wasn’t listening in on his conversation he continued “I’m going away for awhile and I don’t think he’ll do so hot without someone hanging out with him or making sure he gets home okay yea know that simple family caring crap…No I’m not his close family just do it okay he’ll follow your lead I just can’t stand leaving him behind like this it’ll break him up…actually I don’t know what’ll it do. We’ll see…no, no I can’t say where I’m headed.” Jacks voice grew quiet once more as he clicked the tiny machine shut and ruffled through his glove compartment handing Navarro something it took him moment to register what it was and he found it was a bag of cherry lollipops he loved them and Jack never forgot to bring him a bag when he could. Jack wouldn’t…he couldn’t tell Navarro he would have to find someone else to score him candy every weekend. He had his reasons for leaving they were all his own and no one else could say otherwise to change him mind it was a long road yet ahead of him and no one could put up road blocks to stop his ever present demise. It was a downward spiral and everyone but Navarro seemed to see it coming. The rose colored glasses with chipping and soon they’d get smashed. Reality would come screaming in and Jack prayed to whatever God was real that it didn’t take Navarro in its wake. The guy meant a lot to him over the couple years of knowing him they’d done a lot together and seen a lot of their own group leave them both for better and safer people. Navarro wasn’t dangerous to Jack he was harmless boy who had high over boiling emotions. Jack played his fingers along the steering wheel, as they pulled into the parking space available to them via the ability to parallel park. Navarro was half way out of the car when Jack swung around and helped him out shutting the door behind him he handed him the keys to the coup. Staring at him unsurely Navarro neither moved nor spoke. He was acting weird even for Jack something was wrong and he wasn’t sure just how wrong it was yet. Putting thoughts behind himself Jack watched him carefully he looked confused and he probably should be there was no easy way to tell him what he was going through so he figured it was best not to tell him at all. Navarro loved people wholly not just pieces of them. If you were lucky enough to be loved by him at all you were considered a lucky few. Jack had seen the way people looked at him heard the way they spoke of him even the way Gwen did. She had so much to learn about life and she thought she was on the right path and perhaps she was, no one really knows the right path to take anyway and besides Jack thought softly as they walked inside the busy house he really wasn’t one to tell people how to live considering he hardly enjoyed living himself. But Navarro had done his best to make things enjoyable. His hips swaggered beneath the thick layers of jigsaw sewn vinyl twisting about his thighs and calves as he moved cleanly through the party’s kitchen area that was full of mentally retarded teens sucking face and stuffing stomachs. Jack was moving so slow it felt like he was trapped inside a snow globe filled entirely with pudding mix. Gritting and unclean it basked his mind in cleanliness holding his eye ball’s tightly within it’s gooey mud sucking grasp. Eye’s forward back straight attention was everything at these parties Jack dragged him to every weekend something was twisted and wrong broken and filled with lie’s he could feel it inside his bones like a cancer patient feels death at it’s life support monitor. Jack held him tightly by the hand and led him into a room where there wasn’t anyone else and began pouring him a drink the liquid spilled smoothly like black plum wine into a Christmas stocking on new years eve chalked full of goodies for Santa’s good little children of the blistering north. Shaking his head he began to protest he never drank much and when he did he hated the risk of being out of control it felt like being robbed and having no voice to swear. When he peered into the cup he found it was only chocolate milk Jack always remembered how much he loved the stuff and he found he felt rather silly thinking Jack would be slow minded enough to make him a drink with something other then soda in it. Jack seemed rather insistent that he drink the whole glass. He seemed like he was in such a bloody hurry and at the same time he wanted everything to be put on hold. He leaned back against the futon bed that had been rolled out apparently in case anyone crashed there for the night or maybe they were just to lazy to roll it back up into couch form. He stared blankly at the plastic red cup in his hands he felt so damn sleepy he didn’t want to feel this way because he was dirty and just wanted to take a shower. This wasn’t the place to fall asleep in either and he knew very well why. A lot of kids from school crashed these parties…the last thing he needed was falling asleep around them. Jack stood across the room watching Navarro closely. Fingering a bottle in his pocket that the other boy could not see from where he began to lay at. God he hated doing this but he couldn’t bare to know that Navarro saw him. Everything would go smoothly if the plan ran as promised. Acelin had swore he’d be there at 8pm sharp to pick Navarro up no questions asked just get him the hell out and make sure he’s cleaned up and gets some real sleep. No drug induced sleep. He was probably feeling terribly sick by now he wasn’t sure how much he’d poured into the glass poor boy was so easily distracted by large crowds he’d never even seen him slip it in. Jack began to hum softly to himself a tune he’d hated as a child due to his ever popular name. Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after. Well…in real life there was certainly a Jack and he was most likely falling all the place but there was no Jill tumbling after it was only his life smashing against pot holes and wheels of rung out barbed wire. His mind had already begun shutting down by the time Navarro began to cry. The poor thing, he was vomiting up the milk it was all over his sweatshirt his body burning with stomach acids and snot his pretty face smashed to tiny bits of glass figurine hit with a steel bat at a little league game on a rainy day. To much. He’d poured to much into the glass he could see it now he started to walk and then began to crawl on his hands and knee’s the end was coming near and it was so soon it was really rather surprising there was in fact little pain save for the discomfort he felt in the back of his mind as the smashed up pills took effect inside his brain and vital organs. There was a drastic difference between he and Navarro there always would be and in the very end as the music died down and the hosts of the big bash entered the room they’d find one would wake up and the other would not. It was tragic tale that Navarro had no wish to play a part in he’d cried and whined kicked his feet and thrashed around. His throat was tremendously raw and it burned nastily tearing at his insides as if he were swallowing a handful of thumbtacks dipped in flea soap. The plan wasn’t working the amounts had clearly been mistakenly mixed. Jack had screwed up once more and he couldn’t quite believe he was going down and would be known as the one who accidentally poisoned Navarro on his way out. The air was tight inside his lungs powder swirled inside his shredded nasal cavity. The tissue flapped around as he sucked in mouth full of sweet soft air into soggy wet pocket inside his lungs they were eating themselves alive and he had no way of protesting other then pulling Navarro to his degenerating form and kiss his head with pale bleeding chapped lips. A kiss of death. A kiss of pure goodbye’s so filled with calories Navarro would most likely wake up with a tummy ache the next day if he even woke up at all. The walls tumbled down within that very hour. Jack was pronounced dead at 2 am Monday morning at the residency of unidentified people. The cause of death was over dose of pills ranging from painkillers to tranqs found on Jacks person. His fellow people who knew him best later named him the victim of a valiant death. According to the coroner he managed to snort at least 1 and half small bottles and swallow 7 tranquilizers. Jack was found alone in a guest bedroom by the host of the on going party that night. Witnesses to his entry claim he went in alone and never came out. Navarro woke up 24 hours later laying in a stranger’s bed completely disrobed, save for someone else’s silk p.j. bottoms.
His body felt cold and all he could taste was sour curdling milk clinging to his pained taste buds. With stiff toes and fingers, he struggled to feel his face and chest. Everything was there but he felt so weird so empty and mismatched. Very much detached from his own body. The room was fairly large and filled with the scent of vanilla candles, His stomach turned over suddenly without his likely permission and caused him to lean over pathetically to the side of the bed and empty his raw curdling stomach. Nothing but yellow puss colored bile came forth. It formed a puddle onto the hard wood floor and caused him to cringe stridently. He felt so confused and he was feeling dreadfully guilty right about now due do to the great mess he was making. But he didn’t seem to have much control over his own body at the moment so the effort to care for more then two seconds was futile.
He lay very carefully upon his back waiting for something to happen with no understanding as to how he came to be here he stared fixedly at the white wash ceiling. The last thing he remembered was thinking he was going to die from chocolate milk. Jack had been a doll and held him for what seemed like an eternity before everything went black and cold as if someone turned off the switch in his head and shoved hi into a meat locker at the local butchers. When the bedroom door finally cracked open a slender figure emerged although the room was dark Navarro could make out their plush clothing. Removing his shoes and he made his way towards the bed. Fidgeting slightly Navarro tired stupid to see whom it was only to feel his weak tummy pretest he felt arms warp around his sides and lift him up and over the side of the bed. Nothing but spit came forth dribbling down the side of his chin hitting day old stubble that was still peach fuzz really but black in color. A soft hand carefully wiped it away and proceeded to rock him softly. Navarro’s mind was tumbling out of his tear ducts. “ Jack…please makes it stop…it hurts so bad…” Acelin bit his tongue sharply until it bleed and spoke as softly he dared. “Nav… it’s me Ace your really sick man. I can’t take you to a hospital the police would question you.” Hazel eye’s turned round and hurtful yet deep inside the irises were extremely gratefully. “What about the police? Where’s Jack…did he leave…” He had to look away cursing out loud he thought Jack explained this to him about what was going to happen it was turning out that Navarro knew nothing and had been completely left out of the picture this was such a horrible piece of knowledge to be holding onto against the roof of your mouth.
Considering he’d almost been killed to keep it a secret from him although it was accidental the consequences were mounting massively fast. How could Jack leave Navarro? The boy had no one else in the world of society Acelin felt as if he were being choked to death someone cruel and caring were about to give him one last healthy squeeze. Hugging Navarro’s upper body to himself he softly whisper what was wrong with him as far as the amounts of pills Jack had crushed into his drink went and then onto the outcome of the evening. Of how he was not going to be seeing Jack any time soon at least not in living, walking dope snorting form. By the time he was finished something deadly and horrifyingly real had broken inside of Navarro. He was bruised and irreparably broken now nothing could prepare the world for what Jack had started. He thought he’d been doing everything a favor. Damn was he wrong. But only half so and in a way it was slightly funny what can destroy little bit of you.
Acelin ended up having to carry Navarro to the bathroom laying him inside the tub and hesitantly removed his pants making sure the water tempiture perfect as to not burn the already scalding boy. He would barley speak and the seemed to have no tears left by the follow evening smelling clean and fresh he brimmed with fascinated defiance that glimmered and shined. In the faint lamplight they were both silent as the grave until finally Navarro could stand it not longer his tongue was going to explode “What do I do now... I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do now what on earth do you do after you best friend tries to poison you to save you from suffering from his death when he ruins your life anyway?” Acelin swallowed thickly “Do whatever you want Nav. You Deserve that much but I’ve been thinking we’re going to put our differences behind us and I’m going to take of you.” Narrowing his eye’s only slightly out of tiredness he pursed his lips “So all it took to win you back Ace was having my best and only friend for all of high school die next to me.” Navarro’s voice was seething with unresolved anger some kind of hurt emotions leaking out through the seams. Staring at him silently for only a moment “Nav, that’s not true your not winning me back…not because of Jack please don’t of it like that.”
Sucking on his lower lip Navarro continued to stare off into space unsure if he should even give Acelin the time of day for a couple hours at least. But Ace had done nothing to him absolutely nothing to deserve his frustration. Licking the corners of his mouth he slowly laid his head down upon Acelins thigh as they sat comfortably on top of the bed. Stroking his skin beneath his fingers he let the soft silk strands of his black hair intertwine within the varying lengths of his fingertips. Navarro took deep shaky breaths his mouth placed calmly against his pants eyes tightly shut against possible light. Fairly soon they both felt that time had stood still long enough for the other to gather enough thoughts on the matter at hand and whether one was right and the other incorrect it didn’t seem to matter any longer.
They were both being built up to something incredibly large and in the process they could be tore down dropped from the dark skies to flutter towards the ground that would surely race up to meet them. Take them in its humanly constructed hands and crush them to powder. It seemed they were both tired of hiding from one another what society thought of either of them didn’t matter in the least and both felt completely stupid about caring in the first place but some things couldn’t be put aside neither could they be ignored. Acelin kissed the top of his head quietly resolving to set back all issue’s he once had with his childhood friend. They had such history behind one another that they could fall back knowing someone would catch them if not fall with them to the very end of the earth where they may or may not find hidden peace and comfort in one another’s minds. Acelin could calmly hold Navarro knowing good and well that the other boy would not hurt him not with grueling intentions or satisfactory knowledge of it’s pain. He was rather confidant that the following day scared him much more then yesterday’s confrontation. School was a battlefield with stupid soldiers mouthing off like gutter children, and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It would be a long day in more ways then one. Heads were most likely going to roll.
Navarro had never asked Acelin at all in the time he’d been staying at his house if his own family had been notified of the bad news and of his whereabouts. The truth would be to say “No I failed in telling your family because I only had enough time to get you from there to here before you went into total shock.” But thankfully to Acelin’s relief he never bothered to ask it seemed he really didn’t to be concerned.
The alarm clock was the first one to go. Smashed thickly as creamed turkey against the wall its scattering insides decorating the floor, in a pile of colorful wiring. He could hear the sound of clattering pots downstairs, the scent of coffee reached his nose and he pauses waiting for his weak stomach to toss and turn but nothing happened. He was rather disappointed in a way. Most of his body was still nursing sore spots but otherwise he’d he fine. His fingers shook slightly as he fought to get out of the sheets a form popped out of the bathroom clean smelling and slightly damp only wearing a pair of worn looking faded style jeans. Bare feet poked out from underneath the pant legs wiggling them he frowned “Navarro come on we have school I can’t lye for you forever.” Groaning heavily he rolled over hiding his face from the morning awful’s. Hands carefully placed themselves along his bare hips cracking open one eye; he studied Acelin slowly regarding him uneasily with soft discomfort. It was so hard to think of Ace this way he suddenly wanted to be his knight in shining armor. Nose flaring Acelin paused “I know you hate going to school Nav but you’re on very thin ice with them as it is the day’ll go by fast I swear.” Shaking his head Navarro coughed “I have nothing to wear Hun I kind of…died all over my old one’s” Sighing softly Ace crossed the floor towards his walk in closet. When he returned from the dark dank depths of the unknown Navarro was sitting upright in his bed staring blankly at his feet and wiggling his toe’s wildly in mock fascination. Shaking his head he approached him and set down a pair of clothing he knew just where to find. Looking up at Ace he studied closely the parcel he was offering him. Before Navarro was a baggy pair of Lee Pipe Jeans, and a wife beater tank top that was a light Hollywood horror movie red color. To anyone else these were just clothing but to him they were items that had marked a turning point in their lives. He’d been wearing that the night they got into the huge fight that tore them apart. Separated them into social categories. They’d been swimming in Acelin’s pool on a dirty muggy feeling August afternoon. Acelin had been trying to get Navarro to hang out with him any day of the week for a full year of knowing him. No matter what he offered the guy he’d never dare step over their houses threshold. As if he weren’t good enough to step on the same ground. He’d thought the other boy took him as stuck up for the longest time but in truth he’d been scared of what the kids at school would have done if someone such as himself went over to someone like Ace’s. Everyone at school respected Acelin as far as anything went on school grounds. He’d promised him they’d be the only one’s, the mistake had been when Navarro had said yes in spending the night and showing him some skate board tricks on a half pipe in the backyard he’d insisted his father have made. Just to have this boy over. He’d totally forgotten about the football team how they had some plans and was going to pick him up. How stupid can one person be in a day? It’s unknown really but on that date in his life he’d been pretty damn stupid. They come outside through the back gate to surprise him thinking he was right around the corner, they’d been terribly wrong. Jared the tallest and eldest of the boys whom had gone to middle school as well with Ace had been the first to round the corner and sucker punch Navarro straight in the shoulder blade from behind. It had been a joke but when Navarro turned around it was no laughing matter the Jocks were outraged whether Acelin liked him or not they hated his guts simply because of what he was in life and it was not an athlete he was not an honor student and his parents didn’t buy the best of everything. The whole matter had exploded in his face the Jocks had chewed Navarro out threatened to break his neck fairly enough end his life, all just for being there. Navarro had been so hurt looking so angry and he recognized now that look of hatred he’d seen him his eye’s upon hearing of Jack’s death. To one person the incident had seemed small but indeed it had turned into a massively life threateningly real social disorder between human beings. It caused a friendship to crumble and right now Acelin wanted nothing more then to rebuild the shattered pieces to something unknown yet stable if not for awhile at least for a moment.
Acelin was correct about one thing he’d said to Navarro that morning. It was going to be a short day. Waiting outside for them was a parade of social outcasts. All of Jacks friends arms crossed studying Acelin with pained regrets he wasn’t on there list of hating today or envying either. They’d lick his boots in concentration, further love of his money and use him for what they could. Acelin never gave in to there taunts and he wondered what Navarro saw in them. One by one they hugged him as if feeling pained he had to be the one to go through what he was still feeling inside him what he may feel for the rest of his entirely known life. Tilting his head sideways he stared blankly up towards the lighting sky hands shoved into his pockets he felt out of place and skeptical of his choices. It was to late to care whether or not it had been a good idea to take Navarro under his wing. He swore he wouldn’t regret that decision he just couldn’t. Turning back he heard his name being called by Navarro who was waving him over to the group he was bombarded with pats on the back and reassuring hugs he was totally blown away with confusion. Navarro stared at him with a silly smile “They know what you did…how you covered up for Jack kept me out of the way…they want you to join us tonight big shindig in Jack’s memory…will you come with me Ace? Huh? Team mates all the way?” He asked softly his voice shaky from remembering so many lost things in his young life that were already swimming up to the surface of his mind and causing him to gag just gently enough to seem vain. The others stared at him waiting for an answer he shuffled his feet and stared back at several kids passing by glancing at Nav he nodded his head and they all seemed to cheer. School was nothing more then a sorry excuse of a blur to them both and Navarro stepped cleanly through the lives of hundreds as the day slowly grated by on silver gold plated heels. Gwen was at school but they’d both kept a sharp eye out neither wanting to explain things for the other yet alone themselves it was a childish secret. As the sun rolled down Acelin was taken out back and dressed out for the event he looked really rather stunning in Lip Service brand punk pants that were black in color with neon red straps hanging from each side his shirt tight on his body and hair spiked out. Navarro had stared at him and smile kissing his cheek and saying how much it meant for Ace to unwind in a way and be with him tonight to honor Jack’s living days. Acelin could only smile this was a whole new world to explore for him and it seemed like a dream he’d been rather uptight all his life and this was like being given a chance to let go …if only for a little while. He’d savior this feeling none the less. As the night rolled on with dancing and joking, one in them in particular in the dizzying sea of body’s stepped forward, he wore extremely baggy pants along with nothing but mesh on the top of his upper body. A studded barbell protruding through his lower lip he looked like a rocker from the early 90’s his hair was nothing but shocking white blonde. Just like Gwen’s but not as natural it had a corn flower look to it. His shoe’s caused a little eyebrow raising for they were fairly small for the body and in a bright green Converse brand. He held out his hand towards Navarro who shook it shyly and asked why he was here. It seemed like a stupid question to Acelin but he soon saw none of them were joking they really wanted to know. The man twitched in place slightly and rubbed the top of his corn flower hair he seemed to be possibly five or six years younger then Navarro’s father and yet their own age at the same time it was actually impossible to tell. When the man opened his mouth nothing but southern drawl came out. “I was hopin’ ya’ll might be able to help me see I’m lookin for a Guinevere no last name known should be fairly this tall.” he said raising his hand to Gwen’s actual height the only Gwen anyone in that group was thinking about. “Any who she ought to be around Oh I don’t really know 18 now white blonde hair blue eye’s? It’s rather important that I find this young lady.” Navarro guessed the southerner was as tall as his uncle Twitch if not more so. Rubbing his hands on his pant legs he stepped forward starting to speak “I know of a Gwen but what on earth would…No offence sir but what business would you have with her she’s…kind of not our type.” The man nodded as if to say he knew the younger man meant no harm with his words he had to admit it was rather rude of him to just come up like this and ask for someone. “I’m an old friend of her father I’m passing through from back east…well not really back east Tennessee to be exact just wondering how her families doin’” His blue eye’s scanned the group and none of them knew just quite what to say to the stranger but Navarro seemed to have things under control at least until the stranger asked to see him in a better light. It was pitch black outside save for a fire someone built in the middle of a wrecked back yard. Rotting and forgotten play ground equipment surrounded them voices of lost memories and children’s laughter echoed through there bodies and gave them pleasant chills. Acelin wanted to follow so badly he was supposed to protect Navarro not the other way around but it seemed the others understood Navarro’s need to control matters and kept Ace in place distracting him with questions of his trip to Australia last spring break. They’d only learned of this event because Navarro had filled them in. They knew a lot about Ace then Navarro was willing to let on. It’ll all make sense in good time. The southern man led Navarro into a lighted kitchen area emitting florescent flood light glory “What is your name boy? I don’t mean to be so curious towards people but it’s just in my nature.” Exchanges were made over a course of five minutes and Navarro studied this Ethan closely he seemed like someone his Uncle would hang around with. But why was he looking for Gwen? Not that he cared he fairly enough hoped the man was here to take her to the moon. But no such luck Navarro gave the man his Uncles Address at the Morgue so he could reach him publicly incase it was a scam. He’d been taught well in his teen years. Rejoining the party everyone had fairly enough forgotten about the blonde with the southern drawl. The man however had not forgotten Navarro. The moment that boy strutted into bright lighting he came alive with familiar features. His last name sounded fake to Ethan because it was not of any one he’d ever met and he never forgot a name. Sitting back into his rather rock studded vehicle Ethan glanced over at it’s driver his own blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail shortly cut and primed. Smiling softly to himself he laughed. “You’re not goin to believe this Daddy but I think I was just talkin to a very familiar face in there. Would you believe I was talkin to the heir of the basher throne? It’s crazy! I can’t believe it it’s got to be Ian’s son no mistaking it.” Alan stared at his purely tickled son readjusting the rear view mirror he sighed “It figures Ian continued his line but where’s the girl?” “I have no idea he said she doesn’t swing with their crowd real strange if you ask me how can a kid of Twitches just …go all normal wear stressed t-shirts” he said the last part cringing gently. Alan laughed now “True true but I think my boy after old history they thought it best to start over and take a whack at normal parenting if that’s what you can call it even.” Ethan shrugged “Well all I can say is that boy is certainly going to break some hearts if not lots of bones and vital organs of others around him in days to come…poor boy his best friend committed suicide the other day he witnessed it almost died himself. It’s what the kids on the way in said You think that’ll have any effect on the boy?” Alan looked at him silently for a moment his face pale “I fear it will Ethan if he’s anything like his father…it’ll have a great effect on his whole lifetime.” With that they pulled out of the ragged parking space next to a fire hydrant and swayed there way through traffic to wait out the dawn. Twitch was going to get one hell of a morning wake up call.