Monday came and Eva had to go to work while the boys did other things. They talked about showing Avarie how to drive a car but today they wanted to go ride their motorcycles. Matthias left Avarie with a task of researching more. In her room, she went through documentaries and articles about how the United States was founded and the events that led from the Revolutionary War up until the year 2000. She watched as images of bombings and dead children flashed on the screen. An image of a dead child burned by radiation from the atomic bomb in Hiroshima and the genocide of Palestinians left themselves etched in her brain. She felt sick and wondered why didn't they rise up? Most of this was too much. She took a break by visiting Sasha.
She opened his lid and found that his appearance hadn't changed. Again the cat jumped on his chest and made himself comfortable. She popped in her earbuds and listened to music while she painted. In a way, she was glad she had time to herself. She had a lot to process and she didn't want the boys around. With Courtney, she now had her mind off of the task at hand, and that was to research what happened to the world. She started to wonder if the world was even worth saving.
It was a very upsetting thought. Slowly she lowered her paintbrush. I don't have to do anything, but if I do nothing my own life it isn't worth living either. Eventually, everything I love or enjoy will be lost anyway. We all die that's just a fact of life. She picked up her brush again and a voice answered, "It's how we decide to live in this plane of existence that matters." It was just a whisper. Spinning around and dropping her brush she looked for the source. It was a deep man's voice she never heard before. Taking a moment she shrugged it off. Again she picked up the brush and moved it along the canvas.
How do I fight what I can't see? The minds of the people were lost a long time ago and the victors wrote the history books. Everybody got it wrong. The Revolutionary War wasn't fought over fucking tea. No, it was fought because England committed multiple conspiracies against the Colonies. The international banking cartel forged their way into the states leaving people in perpetual debt. The Civil War was fought over the rights of the states and slavery was not the complete issue. Why is hindsight always 20/20? Secret societies slithered their way into mass media brainwashing the people and telling them how to think, act, and dress. Even how WWII happened was complete propaganda. Wars were made to generate revenue for the military industrial complex. Collateral damage is just a nonchalant term for the murder of innocent people.
Tears started to pool in her eyes. There were thousands of people trying to educate the masses on what was going on so they could stop the insanity. But it was too deeply embedded. She understood that the human genetic code was manipulated from the beginning. The Bible and other religious books have proven that. Because of dogmas and religion, the Elite used fear to tame the masses. If history repeats itself why didn't people learn lessons from the past?
Giving up on painting she cleaned up. She wanted to get out of her head. There were so many horrific events that shaped the world to what it is today. It felt that nobody could find peace. She moved over towards Sasha's tomb and sat next to it. "You know I wouldn't wake up either. Life is a beautiful lie anyway. We only live just to be miserable and die. People get old just to wish they could start again. Grand legacies are left to those with a golden spoon while they watch wasted lives wither like a petal in the wind." She was crying now. Georg the cat decided it was a good time to sit in her lap. She patted his head while letting her tears flow. The water bells slowed their pace to match her heartbeat and the flowers on the wall started to hang low. No, this was no life at all........
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Matthias and Courtney were letting the wind rip through their hair doing at least 110MPH on straightaways. Matthias was showing off by popping wheelies every now and then while Courtney laughed. It's been a while since they went for a bike ride. It was one of their hobbies. When the first Harley came out Courtney became obsessed. There was just something about a powerful engine and two wheels to get your heart pumping. Matthias was riding a Deus Grievous Angel and Courtney was on a Jordan Meadows Metalblack. Driving for three hours without stopping they found a café and ate lunch. Normally Matthias wouldn't leave Avarie alone. However, the wind was calling his name and he wanted out of the house for a while so to speak.
"Damn Matty, we haven't ridden in forever. I almost forgot what a huge engine feels like between your legs." Courtney said as he ate the meat on his plate. Matthias looked refreshed. There was too much estrogen at home and he needed a short get-a-way.
"Believe me I needed this. It's a guilty pleasure getting away from the castle every now and then. Avarie stresses me out sometimes."
"She's been there less than a month Matty."
"Dude, you haven't been there since the beginning. Hell within the first day you were already making moves on her. I have this thing called 'control'. Ever heard it?"
"I think I have but I only use it when I feel like it."
"Courtney this is serious," Matthias said throwing his fork down on his plate. "Sure, yesterday was kinda funny but we need to stop this shit. Reality hasn't even hit her yet. Sure, she was in the wild for three fucking days but she hasn't even come to terms on how it happened. She has an idea at this point but nothing more."
"So what exactly do you want me to do?" Courtney asked with a full mouth. "I can't just ignore her. First, you want me here and now you want me to go away?"
"No, I don't want you to go away. I want you to be here but not like you've been. Exercise restraint. She doesn't even know her own body in that way yet. Shit, until you started coming around she's never given me a second glance. She's noticing and feeling things and she may not be able to control them. You both need boundaries." Matthias was getting annoyed. "Courtney I want you to think about it. You have a reputation for dating supermodels and extremely hot chicks. She's neither. Yes, she's pretty and cute but she's not your style man."
Courtney started to feel hurt. He knew there was another reason to go out on the bikes and Matthias confirmed it. Losing his appetite he wiped his mouth on a napkin and threw it down on the table. Crossing his arms and giving Matthias the look of betrayal he said "You're right she isn't my style. She's almost twenty and has the stars in her eyes. To her, this world is magical and sad. She can wake the dead and take on a 2,000-year-old man in battle and hold her own. She sings like a fucking angel and can move you to tears by pulling beautiful words from the air and be forever engrained into your soul. She makes a best friend from a cleaning lady. She's quieter than a mouse and runs like a damn cheetah. She moves like a ghost and has the grace of a swan. No, Matty, you're right. She isn't my style." He continued. "My style is brainless whores who don't give a shit about anybody but themselves. If all eyes aren't on them they aren't happy. They only care about how other people feel about them and pay attention to the tabloids about who's getting with whom. Somehow I managed to find the worst attention seeking self-centered cunts. But you know what? It made it that much easier to pump and dump and get out of there."
Scooting back his chair he left the café and went outside. He was beyond frustrated. For some reason, Avarie's presence made it that much harder on him. The moment his eyes met hers he started to fall hard. It wasn't supposed to be this way. The plan for him was to let Matthias take care of her until she made the choice to go fight off the Elites. Give her life, let her die. That was it. It wasn't until meeting her that he thought of her as an actual human. He was pissed at himself. If he kept his distance none of this shit would be happening. He could go about his business and not deal with a soon to be twenty-something running around in his castle.
Matthias disrupted his thoughts when he walked up beside him. "Courtney I didn't mean it like that. We both know why you love them and leave. I've done the same. I didn't plan for you to go all school girl on Avarie like this. I just need you to keep your head. We've discussed this before she needs time."
"How much time will that be Matty? Till she's already fucking shit up in the States?"
"No, enough time for you to decide she's what you really want. I can't have you in a whirlwind romance with her just to get bored and dump her. That's pretty dangerous." Mathias was serious.
