Super Nova Part 2

Chapter 200-1

Super Nova

Part 2

 

When comes to boys shopping we get in and we get out, nothing more than that. Personally, I think I spent more time in the car section of the stores than anywhere else compared to the clothing section while my mother and Mrs. Earl browsed the ladies section. Dad was right. I found that one certain key chain that I had my name all over it. It was simple but told everything about me.

I chose a large golden Key with a fairly big key ring that could almost work as a bracelet. The key itself said I wasn’t prisoner any longer with my own key I could get out of any jail cell. The huge ring said I was in control, not the person holding me prisoner. I bought several items like a full cleaning kit and several deodorizers I coughed when I got to the counter and cost me almost 100 dollars for the things I thought I needed for the car.

I even bought a new jack and star, not liking the one that came with it and have experienced the old pump handled and watching it break loose or tip over. Greg said it would pay itself back compared to the others when I gasped at the price of 50 or so dollars for that alone. He was right; to this day I still own one in fact over 30 years I have only had to buy two. So I know it was worth the money and then some. My mother gasped seeing everything I had bought asking me if I expected her to use them.

I said. “Yes, and I would show her how to change a tire.”

She said. “Yea right?”

Mrs. Earl said. “And why not? I teach everyone my girls at church how to change a tire, and the basics. You can’t always have a man around to do it.” My mother gasped but it was settled Mom was going to get a crash course in car maintenance, and Mrs. Earl was going to make sure of it, while I am not home. That included washing and vacuuming out the car.

Mom gasped when she saw the price of the car insurance, she hated the idea of paying something you “might need.” She had always gotten away of not having it, Mrs. Earl reminded her it only takes one time and then when that happens you will be very glad you had it. At the time it wasn’t a law that was enforced, one of the reasons my mother had gotten away with for so long. Plus her cars never lasted long in the first place.

Personally she should have counted her self lucky that Bishop Earl was paying more than half of it knowing it would break her because she didn’t have car insurance in the first place or was more than six months which made it skyrocket it in the first place, plus adding me on to it with only a learners permit. 

The moment she saw it she made the decision that there was no way she was going to let Susan even near the steering wheel having to find out what made it worse than it already was. Mrs. Earl told the person to list her and her husband as the secondary person so if my mother stopped paying it they would be notified immediately. I saw the hurt in my mother’s eyes as if no one trusted her. There was nothing I could do about that, considering I didn’t even trust her enough in most things, and paying mandatory bills was one of them.

The only thing that saved her was she had never gotten a ticket or in an accident in the last 5 or ten years. Even though many times she would have liked to take the car she was driving and drives off a cliff or blow it up with several sticks of dynamite. I myself have dreams of doing that adding her or my father or both to those sticks. I questioned who hasn’t.

We were done by 2 which really made my day because that meant me and my Supper Nova could get acquainted, with the help of Greg and Eli as we washed, buffed and scrubbed her out. I replaced the seats with seat cover for now and took her for a spin just us guys around Santaquin. After all, I knew every street like the back of my hand. Santaquin was the best place to teach Eli how to drive; He asked me if I was sure. I said. “You’re my husband, just think if I was dying and you and I were stranded you be the one that needed to get me to the hospital.”

He said. “He kill me first and marry Greg.”

Greg said. “That work until he came home and found Rhoda holding a knife wanting to know why he killed him before she could.”

He said. “You have a point.”

I had chosen a great big open field with nothing but a dirt road and no ditches within 1 mile. I leaned back showing him the gas pedal and the brake pedal and turned him loose. I smiled when the car bucked back and forth as he hit the break and the gas at the same time. Then let her rip as we floored it down the road severing until he got the hang of it. He drove it until he could make it back to Greg house like a pro, with the biggest smiles on our faces. Mom nearly came unglued when she rushed out the house finding Eli behind the wheel instead of me.

I simply said. “Eli my husband, and is responsible. Susan is not, he has a job and makes good money. Susan doesn’t, besides it’s my car which means it’s also Eli’s and our wives car.” Mom nodded because I was right. I said. “They will be getting their licenses at the end of the school year and will be added to my insurance, not yours. When that happens,” She breathed a sigh of relief knowing that, because it was already expensive enough. The only problem was the car needed washed again; Oh well at least it was clean dirt and dust.

Jennie asked how it went seeing the smiles on our faces, I knew she heard everything, because how could you not, She said. “My best friend taught me how to drive, so it's only fair that Eric is the one to teach his husband and his wife to drive. I agree Susan shouldn’t behind a steering wheel until she learns responsibility. She already had gotten out of working today because her Dad refused to let her.

“Personally, I would have picked her up and put her in the car and left her on their doorstep. But I am not her mother or father and thank God for that one. It was bad enough that Becky tried to burn the house down and all she was doing was toasting bread in a toaster. She’s is the worst babysitter I have ever seen. I wouldn’t trust her to babysit my own kids let alone anyone else’s.”

Becky said. “Good, because I rather not, I hate babysitting and hate cooking even more. It wasn’t my fault that toaster burned everything. I was told put the toast in and wait for it to pop back up. No one said anything about checking the stupid dial or cleaning the toaster out every so often.” Stomped off and turned on the TV as she waited for dinner. She was angry because her friends refused to come over and have sex with her, instead decided to go to the mall and out to see a movie, she was invited to go with them, but she didn’t have any money.

I said for her too call them back and tell them I would drop her off and I gave her 2 twenty’s. I figured I was looking at a gift horse in the mouth just too have her gone, and she did least make an attempt to do something and it deserved a reward. Her eyes lit up the moment I put the money in front of her and said. “Good deeds get rewarded. You gave it an effort, where your sister didn’t. I’ll give you 10 dollars more if you can talk them into you spending the night and don’t come home until tomorrow afternoon, but if you work 5 hours each day this week instead of sitting around the house or with your friends... I’ll pay you 20 dollars each day you work.”

Mrs. Earl said. “I’ll match that if you do it without complaining, too much…”

 

Becky looked at the money and nothing else seeing the dollar signs she said deal. And was on the phone she asked. “Are you just trying to get rid of me?”

I said. “Of course I am because you’d just get bored and bug me and my friends to death.” She gave a high pitch giggle and was ready to go in a matter of minutes.

Mom said. “You didn’t have to do that.”

I said. “Yes, I did, because I wanted to make a point when she tells Susan where and how she got the money and what she did with it. My Dad said it’s always good to reward someone for doing something that would make them want to do it again. It’s a win, win situation. I get a whole week without her breathing down my neck.

“She learns what happens when she does something worth rewarding. She didn’t have to do it, she could have gone shopping with us, but she chose to work, even though she said it was to avoid watching us boys kiss. What she doesn’t know that each reward will become harder, then making toast. She’ll have to decide if the money is worth it. If isn’t she won’t do the chores asked of her and she’ll won’t get paid to sit and do nothing.

“She will spend the money quickly because she has no spending habits. She’ll have to either decided to live without going with her friends are staying home knowing that she turned down the opportunity of making some quick cash. I am sure her friends all have some sort of way of making money. She’ll be faced with that knowing that I don’t give anything away for free.

“Susan will learn that I helped her sister out where she got nothing for doing nothing. Where she could have earned the money and she too gets to be with her friends having fun instead of sitting on the couch wondering if this is what she really wants. Getting nothing why her sister and her friends are having fun.

“Money is power and the only way to get is to earn it by using the world system. So yes I had to because you wouldn’t do it, instead, you would have given to her without her earning it. Like you have always done, I was raised different and because of that, I know how to get my money to work for me. The more I have the more power I have.

“I was taught if I can get something done and using the money as an incentive I own that person, knowing they will come back wanting to do whatever I ask. It’s called work, and responsibility, which I learned from each of my foster parents. Something you should have been teaching me but didn’t because you were too busy treating me like garbage. I am sorry but you know it’s true.

“I watched you the other day on camera as you were handed a letter stating I wouldn’t be home until Wednesday and you were given close to a thousand dollars for your inconvenience. We took a bet that you wouldn’t use it on bills or help pay for the car I bought. Instead of the first thing, you said ‘O let's go shopping.’ I lost that bet trusting you cared more about me and me buying you a car, but instead you used the money as if it grew on trees.

“True it wasn’t my money, but you didn’t know that you were given the choice to put a down payment on the car letting me finish paying for it and you would pay me back. Instead, you chose the other because you thought I would never know. You knew they were watching you, he told you they would, but you couldn’t resist and know you have no choice but raise the money somehow to either buy the car from me or another before I graduate next year.

“You fell into the trap, and I am sorry but that’s the cold hard truth. Money makes people do stupid things for those that don’t know how to let it work for you. I work and I save every penny I spend, I pay my bills, first before I pay myself. Its how I was taught and I know Becky. Tomorrow or the next day she’ll be hounding me for more money even though she chose not to work, but the bank will be closed because she didn’t earn it. Each day she sits around is another day without cash in her pocket.

“She could have earned that money doing easy labor, nothing too hard like doing dishes, vacuuming or a little cooking. Something all her friends are already doing to earn theirs as an allowance or a job they had signed up to do. She’ll beg and she’ll cry, but I won’t bend, because I know each time I break, means all she has do it whine some more. It only takes one time and it gets easier after that.

“Now think about it as I take Becky to her friend’s house. Knowing she’ll break because all she had to do was two simple things. Make toast or watch the kids making sure they don’t get into trouble. Not have sex with them or stimulate them in some way. That is why the kids call her a w***e because all she wants to do is have sex.

“Sex has its places, I plan to have lots of sex, but I don’t have to if I don’t want to. I am a horny guy; I have a very beautiful wife and handsome husband who like seeing them naked. I also have friends that I also plan to have sex with, but my wife and husband always come first in everything. Even when paying bills that keep a roof over our head and food in our stomachs, sex is just a benefit. Everything else is part of life; my adoptive parents taught me that.”

I left watching my mother wipe her eyes. I told Eli he gets to drive again, Greg came with me and so did his brother Chad said they wanted to stop for ice cream on the way back. I didn’t apologize, maybe I should have, but I didn’t. She needed to know that I knew everything she had done at Paul’s house. She needed to know that she wasn’t doing her job by letting Susan get away with it like she has done all her life. She needed to know that Becky was becoming just like her. She needed to know so many things because no one besides me was willing to tell her. I was natural; I wasn’t really her son anymore. I was becoming my own person.

I didn’t look back as I got into the car tossing Eli the keys. I wanted to make one more stop and that was Stringum’s, I needed to make keys so Eli and the girls had one to my room at my mother's house, and a key to the car and house in Heber. I would have made one for my mother’s house, but I didn’t have one she had never given me one.

In some way’s it said I didn’t really live there. I was visitor nothing more. Susan and Becky had a key to the house and their room. Aaron only had one to his room, but so did my mother and most likely my father. For now Tony and I were the only ones that had one to my room. As we drove I watched Becky keep checking her purse to see the money in it. I knew it would be gone quickly and like I said I knew she wouldn’t work for the rest maybe tomorrow maybe the next day.

She smiled as she counted the money she could earn in a weeks time. Yet numbers mean nothing unless it’s real. She asked if I was going to keep my promises. I said. “I always keep my promises. I’ll even have it writing sitting on your bed by the time you come home.” She smiled at me as if I had done something important. Yet I knew I would crush her hopes and dreams and she would go back to hating me and accusing me of lying and going back on my promises. I wouldn’t matter that I had given her a contract.

All she would do is try to beg for more promising the next time I asked her to do something she wouldn’t do it. I knew Susan and she too would beg me for some money, promising me she would do anything to get it. Yet when the time came to do it she would refuse. I was nothing more than money tree. I was nothing more than the person they hated because my parents hadn’t taught them responsibility.

Maybe I was too hard on my mother. It hurt me hearing my words telling her she wasn’t doing her job in teaching me responsibility. Telling her my foster parents stepped in taking me by the hand teaching me how the world works. Money was power. I needed to be hard and mean or it would slip through my fingers.

Becky friends were waiting outside on the steps as she quickly took out her sleeping bag and pillow and her small little suitcases. She told them she earned the money herself and they looked surprised and I gave them a nodded it was true. I didn’t know her friends they weren’t the ones I had introduced her to over the summer; which in many ways was good. She quickly made introduction telling them I was married to Eli and we kiss all the time and I was also married to his sister who doesn’t look anything like him. The seemed a little intrigued asking Becky if Eli and I were gay.

She paused and said no and mentioned I liked girls because I have lots of girlfriends over at the house right now who are nudist. Which they gasped hearing that. I told Becky to have a good time and left her with her friend. The boys all gave me a fist bump for getting rid of our problem. Stating they would have broken their piggy banks if it meant getting rid of her for the week. I quickly remind them that this was Becky and the week wasn’t over yet. 

We stopped over at the Payson Polar Queen that has been there forever and still there even today. Eli ruined my appetite as he answered the one question I wasn’t ready to hear. It was if they were serious of joining our cause that included the preparing ritual. Eli quickly explained each phase. The first part wasn’t anything new and he knew it. When he got to the last phase the coring part. I cringed as they asked does it hurt.

I said. “Yes, it hurts if not done correctly.”

“If it is done right” Eli said. “It can be quite pleasurable.”

I corrected him and said. “I am still waiting for that part to happen.”

Eli said. “That’s because it was done incorrectly the first time, and you tighten up every time you are remembering how Gloria raped you.”

I said. “For good reason, it hurt like I was giving birth to a whale and hurt like that for days having to have used a medicated laxative and a shot for the pain.”

He said. “Yes and now that it’s all over and you have had it done to over and over again by the fallen Queens men and me and the girls. You don’t feel the pain anymore now do you?”

I said. “No, but I expect it still to hurt.”

He cursed Gloria and promised me that he will find a way to make it pleasurable so I will not remember the pain I went through.

I said. “Yea right?” And left at that. Noticing I was scaring Greg and his brother. I didn’t want them to go through it, I rather they didn’t. But if they were they needed to know the wrong way and the right way. I rather have them feel nothing then the pain I went through, I rather not have them go through the procedure at all. Yet it wasn’t my decision it was their own. I wasn’t going to force them. Their life wasn’t hanging in the balance, for now anyway.