Omega and the beast

Chapter 3

"So, you mean you kind of got a job with town's richest man?"

"Yes, sick or what?!"

"But even though you have a new job, cleaning his library, you cannot afford to keep your apartment and want to rent it out to me?"

"So, um... Fuck Mike, how do I explain this so it doesn't sound weird?"

"What about the truth?"

"You will be disappointed in me!"

"Ryan, what have you done now?"

"I may or may not have happened to save my sister's ass again, after she screwed up really fucking bad. You know like that time when Hercules in his movie catches a Frisbee which the other teens throw because he so wants to play with them, but no one ever wants him to participate since his strength just destroys everything in his path?"

"Um, yes?"

"And Hercules hits a big pillar which risks falling into another one so that a domino effect takes place. He grabs the pillar and tries to balance it, which results in him instead of preventing it from falling into the pillar hit it with it and the whole marketplace collapses?"

"Yes, where do you want to go with this?"

"That's how I've messed up Mike! I've made a Hercules!"

"You?"

"Yes, or Becca was the one falling into the pillar and caused the whole marketplace to collapse but I,"

"Becca is Hercules, not you!"

"I'm the whole population of the village then, which is the one to blame for it because they excluded poor little Hercules!"

"Your references begin to turn veeeery far-fetched."

"I know, but I had a point!"

"You have to stop standing up for Becca all the time Ryan. She never seems to learn from her mistakes and doesn't seem to get better. Instead, she blames everything on someone else; over and over again."

"Not always!"

"You often take the blame for her shit to protect her!"

"She knows she's doing wrong!"

"She takes advantage of you and that's not a sign of a good sister."

"She just falls for peer pressure and,"

"Stop defending her, what did she do now?"

"She may have happened to steal Mr. Hook's luxurious car and drive off the road with it, hitting an old precious tree."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm on my way to work to empty my locker..."

"I quit my job at 2pm; I buy some pizza and come by, okay?"

"Sounds good!"

Mike is a good friend. He's such a friend that if you have problem with a clingy and unpleasant guy at the nightclub, he jumps in as your substitute boyfriend and kicks the guy's ass!

Mike and I met in high school. His sister was in the same chess club as I was, and he sometimes waited for her to be done so they could go home together. It happened that he came in and watched while we played, and we started talking.

It turned out we shared the same interest in fantasy books and Marvel, we visited Comic-Con together once. He dressed up as Thor and I was Loki. Because even though Mike was never a jock, he has always been muscular, quite fit.