Silent Words Spoken Loudly
As Zane ate at the bar, Lorraine made her some food as well.
“So, what’s hell like?” Loraine asked.
“Is it like the Bible-“
“No,” Zane said flatly. She heard him crunching loudly.
“And you don’t go there for sinning either. That’s all crap.”
“Really?” Loraine made her eggs and poured a little ketchup on top. She then sat down at the bar, with one seat and the holy water bottle between them.
“Then what is it like?”
“Like Earth, but more dark, chaotic, and awesome.” Zane said.
“Oh really?” Lorraine smiled. “And heaven is all prim and proper and-“
Zane tossed a charred piece of egg at her and it hit her with a popping sound as it crumbled, leaving a charred mark on her head.
“Ow! What was that for!?” She asked.
“I told you not to mock me.” He said and ate another spoonful.
“Yeah…yeah…” Lorraine replied.
“So what’s heaven like then?”
“Do I LOOK like I’ve been there!?” Zane snapped. Lorraine jumped.
“God…sorry.” She muttered.
Zane rolled his eyes and grabbed and apple from the fruit bowl on the bar.
“Our apples are golden.” He said turning it in his hand.
“Oh! Like the story of Atalanta? Where Hippomenes wins Atalanta’s hand in marriage by beating her in a race when he drops three golden apples to distract her?” Lorraine asked.
Zane grunted then smirked.
“Greek mythology, huh? I haven’t heard many earth stories about the whole…but I was thinking more along the lines of Eris and her ‘Apple of Discord’.” Zane said darkly.
Should’ve known…. Loraine thought.
“So…Hell and Heaven are like other Earths?” She asked.
“I guess you could say that.” Zane replied. “You have to be born into them…”
“Then where do you go when you die?” Lorraine asked. Zane paused. The image of Lorraine’s bright smile stirred him uncomfortably.
“I don’t know,” He lied. For some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her.
They finished their meals in silence, and as Lorriane gathered the dishes she walked over to Zane’s to take his plate. He grabbed her wrist.
“You shouldn’t have fed me, human.” He said. “My strength is returning to me.” He rose from his chair as Lorraine grew fearfull all over again. She tried to wrench her hand free but he was too strong all ready.
Suddenly Zane laughed, and his grip loosened.
“Gotcha.” He said and Lorraine stuttered stupidly.
“It takes longer than that my dear,” He said and stretched, “For my powers to come back.” Lorraine sighed relief and gathered the plates warilly. As she was cleaning them Zane tapped her on the shoulder.
“Human,” He said.
“Lorraine.” She corrected him.
“Lorraine.” He echoed.
“What?” She asked.
“What is a metal carriage doing in you yard?” Zane asked.
“Metal carriage?” Lorraine looked up then gasped.
“Oh my god my parents are home!” She turned to Zane, “Get upstairs!” She said.
“What!? You don’t order me around!” He snapped then smiled and grabbed Lorraine’s hands.
“Besides, I think they should come in and see you and me…on the couch…with my hands-“
Lorraine grabbed the holy water and pointed it at him.
“NOW!” She exclaimed. Zane hissed and hurried up the stairs. Slamming the door just as her parents opened the front door. (c)
