The Fairy & The Sociopath

Doing It On The First Date

Clyde started getting ready for his date. He combed his hair and took a decent shower. Kyu watched as he put on his hood on his head.

"Don't you think you could look, I don't know... A little nicer?" she scolded.

"Don't you think you could fuck off?" he said, suddenly getting aggressive at the fairy.

"Woah, woah! Calm down, dude! What's your problem?"

He sighed and turned away. She could definitely sense that there was more to this man than meets the eye.

"Listen, bro. I don't know what kind of fucked up reality you came from, but you need to get a grip on yourself. Ever since I met you, you've been nothing but stubborn. Like, what's the problem? You never talk to me, you act all angry whenever someone says something nice to you. What are you trying to hide?"

He turned around. He wished he could talk about it, but it was difficult.

"Look, Kyu. I have so much shit going on with me behind the scenes. You' wouldn't understand."

She paused. There's more shit going on with him?

"Well, whatever it is, you CAN talk about it. I don't think anyone's watching. If you fucked your dog while you were drunk, I don't care. I've heard much more fucked up things in my time as a love fairy. Trust me, whatever you did in the past couldn't be so bad."

"It's... A long story. I can't talk about it right now."

"Well, if you say so! But, I hope you have a fun night tonight. Can't believe you got on the mega bitch's good side so quick. No doubt you two are gonna be bangin after the first date."

He shrugged. But, he left his motel and went to Lusties Nightclub to meet Audrey.

There he was. Lusties Nightclub, 8 o'clock. He sat at the bar, watching as the women were on stage. The guest that night was some hotshot girl group from out of state. Some blonde girl and a gothic chick. They were playing music on the stage, singing about angels or some shit. Typical biblical babble.

Next thing Clyde knew, someone tapped him on the shoulder, which startled him. He turned around quickly, expecting to get into a fight. Thankfully, he knew it was a false alarm.

"Oh, shit. Hi, Audrey." he said, being thankful that he didn't put his hands on the red-haired party girl.

"Jeez, you're such a badass. You thought I was here to mug you? Oh please!" she teased. He sighed. It was embarrassing. She sat next to him, ordering herself a drink. She got a non-alcoholic beer, which peaked his interest.

"Non-alcoholic?" he said, wondering why she got that as opposed to regular alcohol.

"Yeah, it's kind of crappy. But, my roommate made me go to rehab a few months ago. Now, I'm not allowed to have regular beer or regular drugs. It fucking sucks."

"So, you were forced to go to rehab against your will?"

"Yeah, pretty much. She was like 'do it for me. do it for your friends. do it so you can get a regular job and make money and blah blah blah!'. She also said if I don't, she was gonna kick me out and I'd end up on the street."

He frowned. He knew that feeling, as he technically was homeless. He lived in motels in order to have a living space.

"So, uh... What do you uh..." he said, having trouble getting the words out.

"What do I what?" she said.

"Let me just... ask you some questions about yourself."

"Huh, okay. Lay em on me!"