Story Orgy – Creature Feature – Chapter Three

Hi friends and happy Monday! Are you ready for another chapter of my Story Orgy Creature Feature story with Demetrius and Cody?

So far this story is untitled, but we’ll see what comes up as I write it, shall we?

Today’s prompt is: The sun was blood red.

Now, grab your caffeinated beverage of choice and settle in. Enjoy!

Story Orgy Creature Feature

Chapter Three

Hank Edwards

(c) 2015

Demetrius knew the food was good—Amelia was an amazing cook—but the pain overrode whatever joy his tastebuds might experience. Cody had cleaned and bandaged the scrape on his back almost an hour ago, and the pain lingered as a flickering heat, as if he sat with his back too close to a roaring fireplace.

Once he finished eating, Demetrius excused himself and stood at the sink to wash dishes.

“Oh, honey, I’ll do that,” Amelia said.

“Actually it feels good to stand up,” Demetrius reassured her. “I’ll clean up. You cooked for us, it’s that least I can do.”

Story_Orgy_logoAs Amelia and Cody talked at the table about various people and events in and around Parson’s Hollow, Demetrius rinsed and stacked dishes in the dishwasher and washed pots and pans by hand. The sound of their conversation and laughter was familiar and comforting, like long standing family dinners or evenings with friends. Every now and then he looked out the window over the sink into Amelia’s small, neatly maintained backyard. The ceramic garden gnomes were in their summer positions, as Amelia called it, interspersed among the flowers and keeping watch over her vegetable garden. Dinner had been served later than usual, and the setting sun was blood red as it eased lower in the sky. The clouds turned golden, then pink, then orange, and finally red once the sun had dropped out of sight.

Demetrius’s phone buzzed in his pocket, but his hands were submerged in soapy water and he let it go to voice mail, wondering who might have called since he was standing in the room with the two likeliest suspects. Things between him and Oliver seemed to be cooling off lately. Demetrius didn’t really understand why, it was most likely just one of those things, and not the fault of either one of them. He liked Oliver, and he hoped they could be friendly when they saw each other in town, but the passion—or whatever that special X ingredient was that helped bind two people together—just didn’t seem to be there for them. He supposed Cody would be thrilled to hear that he and Oliver were done; maybe he’d hold onto that tidbit for a while longer, until he was certain there was no chance for a recharge to their relationship.

Amelia’s landline wall phone rang, startling all of them. Demetrius looked over his shoulder toward the table to find Amelia and Cody staring at him.

“I don’t get many calls on that line,” Amelia said. “I use my mobile phone more these days.”

“Might be a really early election robocall,” Cody suggested and got out of his chair to pick up the receiver. “Yello.”

Demetrius shared a snicker with Amelia then turned his attention back to the final pot he was scrubbing. Behind him, he heard Cody’s tone change to something a bit more serious.

“No, this is Cody… Oh, hi Mr. Singleton—Sorry, Marshall, I forgot… Yes both of them are here… Okay, um, sure, I’ll put her on. Good talking with you.”

Demetrius finished rinsing the pot and turned his back to the sink, drying the pot as he looked at Cody and frowned. “That’s my Dad?”

Cody nodded, keeping his gaze on Demetrius as he held the phone out to Amelia who was just getting up from the table. “Yeah. He asked for either of you and I thought it would be good to start with Amelia, seeing as it’s her phone.”

As Amelia took the phone, Demetrius put the pot in the cupboard and pulled his mobile phone from his back pocket. Three missed calls, and all from his Dad. How had he missed all three of them? He checked to see if his father had left a voice mail, but there was nothing waiting.

“How did he sound?” Demetrius asked. “Did he sound okay?”

Amelia had taken the phone into the living room, stretching the coiled cord, and Demetrius felt his gut clench and his heart jump when he heard her say, “Oh, dear. Oh, Marshall, no.”

Demetrius didn’t remember crossing the kitchen but found himself standing in front of Amelia in the living room, staring at her worried expression.

“What is it?” Demetrius asked. “Is it Mom? What’s happened?”

“Marshall, wait,” Amelia said, “Demetrius is here and should hear this too. I’ll give him the phone and pick up the bedroom extension.” She held out the receiver. “It’s your Mother. She’s in the hospital.”

Demetrius gripped the receiver and was glad to hear his voice sounded steady when he spoke. “Dad? What’s going on?”

“Hello, son.” His father’s deep voice sounded tired, used up, as if he’d been talking a lot. “Your Mother’s in the hospital down here. Intensive care unit.”

A chill went through Demetrius and he reached out his free hand to grip the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. Cody stood in the middle of the kitchen, watching him closely.

“Intensive care?” Demetrius repeated, and heard the click of Amelia picking up the extension. “What’s happened?”

“They say it’s her heart,” his father continued. “Just like the last two times. But this time seems a little more serious.”

“How much more serious?” Demetrius asked. Cody was beside him now, one big hand resting on Demetrius’s shoulder, warm and comforting, grounding him.

“They’re going to stabilize her and then check for blockages,” Marshall Singleton explained. “It most likely means some kind of surgery, probably a bypass.”

“Bypass?” Amelia repeated. “Oh dear.”

“I’m coming down,” Demetrius stated.

“No, son,” Marshall protested, but with no real energy behind the words. “You have your business up there. We’re fine here.”

“Dad, you’re not fine down there,” Demetrius shot back, “Mom’s in the hospital and you sound used up. You need help.”

“We have our friends and neighbors to help us out.”

“They’re not family,” Demetrius explained. “They won’t be able to see her in ICU. Only family can see a patient in ICU. Remember the last time?”

“Oh,” Marshall said, his voice soft and quiet, already tired. “I didn’t think about that.”

“I’ll be down there tomorrow,” Demetrius said. “I just need to pack and get a flight out.”

“What about your job?” Marshall asked.

“Cody can manage any jobs that come in, don’t worry about that,” Demetrius said, and felt the affirming squeeze on his shoulder from Cody. “I’ll send you a text once I have a flight, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll meet you at the airport.”

“No, don’t worry about that,” Demetrius said. “I’ll use a ride share or a taxi and meet you at the hospital. Tell me what hospital and room number.”

Marshall gave him the information and Demetrius repeated it, watching as Cody wrote it down on the notepad beneath the phone.

“All right, I’ve got it. I’ll see you tomorrow, Dad. Get some rest, okay?”

“Marshall, do you want me to come down?” Amelia asked.

“Not yet, Amelia,” Marshall replied. “You stay put for now. Demetrius and I will let you know if we think you should come down as well.”

Emotion surged up within Demetrius at his father’s words. If they were going to call Amelia to travel down to Florida, it would be to say goodbye. Three of his mother and Amelia’s siblings, two brothers and another sister, had died throughout the years, two from heart attacks and another from cancer, leaving just Amelia and his mother, Olivia. He blinked back tears and had to fight to keep his voice steady as he said, “I love you, Dad. Tell Mom I love her, too, okay?”

Marshall’s voice was tight as he replied. “We love you, too, Demetrius. And you as well, Amelia. I will see you tomorrow, son. Be safe.”

Demetrius said goodbye and hung up the phone. Cody didn’t say a word, he just pulled Demetrius into his arms, holding him tight and being careful not to touch the scraped area of his back. When Amelia emerged from the bedroom, sniffling and dabbing at her eyes with a tissue, Cody pulled her into the hug as well and the three of them stood in place, holding each other and trying not to cry too hard. There was time enough for that later.

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One Response to Story Orgy – Creature Feature – Chapter Three

  1. Lee says:

    Oh my… how sad. And the exact wrong time for Demetrius to be leaving Cody!