To Love a Friend

Chapter 72: To Love a Friend

 

 

 

 

Trevor tried to widen his view so he could estimate why the red ball had told him that him that he would be sought after in the next couple months, and not in the preferable way. He deduced that leaving out these details if he got to meet Payton would be a favorable option. Listening closely to the voice message that was left on his phone by the college. They were probably wondering why he hadn't shown up to his pre-screening and consultation. He'd chosen that he had no more preoccupation with their services. It was likely a smart move on his part. He didn't need a formal environment to get what he needed out of life. Much less was he engrossed in the idea that he should go there. He rather lamented if he were honest. Now he was driving around, looking for things to do. Maybe he would take a day off, it seemed like a fitting thing to do. Though he never knew when something would arise it made him feel like he should. There were random sightings of cars lined up in odd places. But, he wasn't giving too much attention to that. He shot off to the corner store on Jamie's road and got some gas and an energy drink. He took his precious time searching through the refrigerated drink cooler and got out with about seven bucks in gas. He went to Jamie's house.

It took him five minutes to get to his driveway and five more to get to his door. He stopped and thought about if he should really get into anything with him today. He decided there was no harm, and pressed the doorbell. It took four minutes for him to come out on to the porch. Trevor was surprised he was here at all, or at the very least was willing to do anything today. Trevor turned to him and said, "How's the business?". Trevor had learned that he'd just gotten a contract for doing logos for advertisement and he didn't know how he felt about it. Apparently he was quite good at it and it made Trevor nervous. He always had a savvy for photography and wouldn't mind taking pictures for magazines. He liked the thought of them working together, though that might not be what mattered to a group like a magazine company. They would always want to spread out, keeping employment to one person per area. Although Trevor did not live near Jamie. So there was still a chance. He need supervision, and most of all income. Secondly, he just plain wanted to work. "Fine. Fine." he replied. It took him a few seconds to know what Trevor was implying. He must've forgotten he'd told him. They sat in the living room for hours watching profession football. It didn't take long for Trevor to grow impatient. He tossed out some small talk and asked if he could use his shower. He forgot to take one earlier. It didn't matter that he hadn't taken one, just that he wanted to get his hair wet and relieve some stress. He needed time and valuable intelligence he didn't have on the tasks and problems ahead. He took one long look at himself in the mirror after he was done. It'd taken him a total of fourteen minutes to finish all of that. It made him feel more weary than he should for his age. Likewise, Trevor had been feeling quite tiresome lately. It was wearing on him, the cuts and burns and blunt injuries he'd taken. Jamie hadn't noticed and didn't know all about that. He walked back in after redressing himself. He forced out a smile and a second greeting. "What are you trying to do?" he asked. He said he didn't know. "If you've got any suggestions go on ahead."

"What do you mean? What are you saying?"

"I just think that we should go out if that's what you wanna do." he said. "Alright. Let's get it." he said commendably. It took around nine minutes for them to get in the car. Jamie had alternate clothes to put on. Trevor did not. He took his time putting them on too. For a while he moved around the outside of the city waiting for a sign of apprizings to his endeavors for tonight. Trevor looked on in speciousness when he looked around at the woods flying by around him and where Jamie was sitting. He took it as an assurance they were headed in the right direction. He still couldn't actualize where they might be going. He yearned for danger. It made a ticking time-bomb out of his anticipation. For the second he rounded a corner, and Jamie's eyes grew big, Trevor felt alive. Then all of a sudden he saw a huge line of police vehicles set out on the side of the road. He stopped curtly in the middle of the road, between the white lines. It took one a minute or so to step over to them.

"My, my. What have we here?" he questioned. "I could ask you the same? What's going on here?"

"That's not of your business young sir. What might you boys be getting into tonight?"

"We weren't sure actually. I was attempting to find a interruption, something out of the ordinary. We never miss a situation that would make news. I take pictures and write articles. He reports to authorities."

"An interruption... What the hell..." his voice softened in motion. He made his way back to the grouping of cop cars. Trevor looked pleased with himself. Jamie was undoubtedly impaired in understanding. "What are you doing? You know those are police right? Yeah, I know. Still, I'm need to find something, I have a new target I'm looking for. It's not taken long to measure what I could do to stop it either."

"Yo, I have no f*****g idea what you're talking about. But, count me out."

"What? You've got to be kidding me. I need your help, and you're already with me. Why won't you help me?"

"...uhm... Uh... We'll see." he looked defaced or something. Trevor wasn't happy with his answer. Then again Jamie didn't seem very contented with being here as well. He was looking in the overhead mirror right now and scratching his head, and rubbing his temples. It was clear he needed room to collect himself. Trevor took that as an affirmation. Living in the moment, Trevor got out of the car and tried to walk over to the collection of officers. He got close to twenty feet toward them and was halted. "Stop! Turn around and go back to your car! Don't take another step forward! Do not come any closer." One of them shouted. The only one that was visible to Trevor at the time. He backed off and went away. For the most part he'd at least made sure they didn't forget his company. No, something wasn't right here and he was going to find out what it was. For starters, why were they all lined up like that? It didn't make any sense. They weren't doing traffic checks or going out to raid someone's home. It just didn't add up.
Trevor looked to Jamie and asked what he thought. "I think I wanna get the hell away from these cops." he told him.. "Right. What's the matter though? Were not at all in trouble right now. Other than me bout getting myself shot." he said. "Did you really?" he guessed he hadn't seen what happened a moment ago. "Where are we going anyway?"

"I'm trying to know what's going on right now. You know the basics of the situation so do you get it yet?"

"What more demons and what did you call those other guys? The one's that you know... Touched my girl!" he rose his voice. "They were some undead, but yeah. Sorry about that. Again, I hadn't know idea they would pop-up."

"It's alright. It was kind of insane watching you kill those two."

"I know right. I get this feeling every time and it never goes away."

"I bet. Are you seeing anyone?" he asked. "No, not at the moment." he answered. Trevor thought about Payton for an instant. Then moved to the left side of the car and put on the music for a brief period. The same officer walked back over in a minute and talked to them. "So you two are reporters?" he posed. "Yes, we work for the tribune." he lied. "I swear they let people get all kinds of positions when their younger and younger. The world just ain't the same these days."

"Hmm... I wouldn't know." Trevor said quietly. He saw that he still heard him though. "So how about this. There's been a defamation of property down here and one old car that's been sitting around for years got destroyed. It's a conundrum how any of it happened. Nobody saw anything or knows what may have went down. It's taking them a long time to repiece the scene and clean-up the debris."

"Okay, thanks. Can we come down and take pictures?"

"I'd imagine so. It's still under police investigation so it's crime scene for now. You'll have to get permission from the Sargeant over there. It'll take some time to approve your attendance." He walked away and began talking to the person he'd pointed out.

 

In two minutes Trevor got out of the car and directed Jamie to do the same. He walked over to the edge of the line and covered the boundary with a gesture. He got the approving and moved down a trail that was picked out with flashlights. They got lower and lower on a slope and the elevation seemed to drop to an almost sub-subterranean proportion. He took it as a warning. He made it so that they could only see right in front of them but very brightly with both of their phone's lights. He begun to see a few people huddled around a torn apart car and there was a barn and a couple more work buildings that looked like they'd been broke in in places. It didn't matter that these were the facts. Trevor needed to draw something out or even worse, go looking for a hostile monster. No doubt it would be near impossible.

He started taking pictures of everything and acting like he was writing stuff down. It made for a plausible alibi to be there. He didn't feel ridiculous for some reason. It was the way things were going that was almost boring him to a point of being deterred. "How does a wooden building and a metal building have giant gashed in them?" he couldn't place the answer to that question. "Not a thing missing otherwise." he heard one of the persons standing fairly far away say followed by a "How bout’ that?" Trevor sort-of laughed on the inside. It took him a minute to get back into serious standings with his investigation. "Now what to do we do? It's kind of cold out here." Jamie mentioned. "You're right. But, why would that be. It's only early October. It shouldn't be this cold." he wondered about the apparition him and David slain beforehand. "Nah, it couldn't be." Trevor started to lose his cool. He waited for five more minutes before getting some good shots of the demolished car. It was erratically broken. Whatever had blown up or plowed into it had to have been big or had some peculiar power behind it.

Not for an instance did he think that there was something ordinary about this nor did he delight in perceiving it. He wished that it'd be easier to comprehend what kind of malevolent power could've done this. It occurred to him that after the fact it'd probably went off to find something new to "play" with. He couldn't conceive how anything could be capable of doing this and neither did it compute how it would have gotten around. "There must be some kind of abilities at work here, or..." Trevor was thinking what he had. That it truly was some type of demonic monster. It wouldn't be something he'd encountered before and if he wasn't prepared he'd likely be beaten. However, Jamie, as untapped in his techniques as he could be, he may come of use. Trevor had been detesting that since the beginning. He had no way of knowing how to train Jamie. He couldn't. He had no particular implication for his power and he didn't know how he used it. Not in the slightest. He was still meaning to ask him that. It took longer than expected to find the edge of the trail going back up again. By now, the other people that had been there were gone without a trace. He could safely assume the police had left too. He and Jamie were stood there in the darkest of spots.