As soon as we reached to Elias's house with our slow footsteps , We saw a piercing guy with heavy muscles , brought shoulders.. Standing in front of the door.. Elias carefully tried to hide himself back of me..
The guy with piercing yield,
" Hey lover boy , Care to deal with some boy stuff here ? "Elias mumbled slowly motioning his footsteps towards door ,
" No. This lady beside me is against violence."
I answered, " I don't mind actually."The big guy chuckled , " See, she just loves it. Come on show her your strengths.One by one what say ?"
Elias still tried to play it cool,
" I've promised myself not to put any harm to any women because of me .Not even accidentally. & I'm pretty sure she will run out to stop if anything happens.''I said sarcastically , " You are not funny Elias.Don't even try.",
The big guy stretch's his head,
" That's enough talking today.Let's come to the real deal.You mess with my bike, I mess with your bones."I nodded silently .So that's what happened I thought .
Elias tried to do some stretching too & said confidently,
" Okay, June .Go home. No matter what happened don't come outside. Even if it means I'm dead. "I asked, " Is your mom home ? "
He said amusingly, " Why ? " & got a big punch on top of his nose...
He screamed, " wait up man.June what the fuck? you're just doing there? What kind of friend does this? ''
I smiled, " This kind of friend."
& without waiting for an reply..I motioned my footsteps towards the door.Mrs.Augustine opened the door busy talking on her phone.She didn't seem to care whoever knocked in, she just opened it & went inside..
But after sometimes she came back hugging my tightly. Stretching my cheekbones with joyous smile,
" I knew you'd be coming. I've made some excellent dishes."
I nodded my head plastering a smile towards my face .By not being sure what actually to say...Elias came home half an hour later. Almost looking like a disaster.His one hand barely moving, black marks on his eyes, jawline... & of course thin layers of blood line over his face. I tried to think what kind of instrument that big guy used to beat him up.. & He must played piano on his teeth!
Mrs.Augustine & I are quite used to this.. Though she asked,
" What happened Elias ? "Mrs,Augustine & I both mimicked at the same time Elias said,
" Just Football."
& then Mrs, Augustine and I both exchanged smiles...
He made an " Aww" & " oww " sounds while sitting to the next chair beside me... I mocked,
" Well played."He said, " Shut up bitch."
He asked his mom, " Do we have extra pizzas home? ''
" Yes , we do.Who's coming? " , she said buttering something close to mutton balls..
He didn't reply to that.Instead he called someone, " Yo man, at my house. We have pizza's too."
After sometimes I was thrilled by seeing his guest.It was the same guy who beat him up earlier.He was eating like an elephant. Elias did have a little chit-chat with him.. Like ,
" Pass the sauce. "
He passed it off to Elias & said politely,
" Sorry about today man but you dismentalled my baby to make your silly science toy."Elias corrected, " It's a robot .& the parrot can talk now.So it's not silly.You broke my left arm man, don't be sorry.I'll avenge this."
I whispered towards him, " You're lucky that you're alive .Don't push your luck to much .''
He intoned his voice, " Stop talking to me."
He said, " How about some real football match afternoon.The scorpions wants to acknowledge the Arises"
My jaw almost dropped, " Seriously Zodiac signs ? "
The big guy winked, " His idea ."
He said, " Not today .This bitch just got home after decades and sports were never her favorite. "
" Yeah, k..."
He didn't asked for details...When the big guy gone, Mrs.Augustine asked,
" Why did he look like gangster? "
" Cause he is & may be he has a license gun.I'm not sure about the license thing though. "
I exclaimed, " You're playing with dead.what if he shoots you out of low temper ?"
He gave an exhausting look, ," I told you to shut up.What if the sky falls & we all die ? "
" At least know where to put metaphors. Put some logics on your statements."
He got up, taking his empty plate and said, " Hey june, oil your own machine"
I got seriously angry this time, I asked his mom,
" How do you deal with him? "She exhaled, " When he was 8. I taught him a lesson. That we must help the enablers by helping them with money.So I gave a begger 5 bucks. A few days after this another beggar knocked outside. & my little boy gave him all his assets 5 dollars which he was collecting for weeks.I never told him what was wrong with him.& I still wonder if it was actually wrong or letting grow his points of view is actually right. All I know is that I have this boy, full armed.Healthy, Jolly little boy , who's still trying to see the world with his visions."
& then she started wipping her tears. I liked the story much but I just didn't get the crying thing.& then something suddenly popped on my mind..
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" Elias, turn off that Zombie game and talk to me." , I said impatiently" You wish bitch" , He said.
I exhaled, " Do you have Cancer ? Lekumia ? AIDS ? Amnesia ? OCD ? Or ..."
He turned his seat towards me,
" You have my attention.Now what on earth are you talking about? "
" Just tell me..."
Elias narrowed his eyes, " No.. Do you still see him ? "
My heart almost popped out.
" Whom? "He lost his interest & stared playing game again.
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