Jorden sits on the couch holding his bloody fist, his eyes give off a sense of analyzation. He closes his eyes and thinks about any way the events that have taken could be real. He walks over to a small cabinet in the kitchen covered in dust and stains from past failed dinners. He grabs a first aid kit and opens it with his bloody hand. He takes out a small roll of gauges that haven't been used in a long time since whenever Jorden would start to unreal a piece, dust would fall in a lazy manner. Lucifer walks into the room finishing a bottle of water laughing.
"Are you seriously wrapping your hand, are you from a anime?!" Lucifer says mockingly.
"Shut up" Jorden says with a sense of annoyance.
"Awh, is wittle Jorden angwy" Lucifer says smiling, enjoying the unwanted attention. Jorden rolls his eyes and finishes wrapping his fist, he gets up and puts the kit back to the dusty prison it came. Lucifer walks to the window with a sense of impatience, "when can we leave, it's so boring in here." He says banging his head on the window pane.
"So first you wanted to leave, then you tell me to stay, and now your telling me you want to leave? Bio-polar much?" Jorden says grabbing a water bottle.
"Shut up, at least I'm not the one seeing crap like you" Lucifer says with a humors grin, the door bell rings like a shot in the dark and Jorden jumps to his feet then takes a deep breath calming himself. He walks to the door and opens it, out of the gleaming like stands a medium sized man with a under tone of a beard and slick brown greasy hair, Scott. His appearance is sloppy, unlike his work clothes, he's in a coffee stained black shirt with ripped sweatpants and gross flip flops like he just got out of a prison cell.
"Well hello there" Scott says with a comforting grin, "your sis told me to give you a visit since you were doing better. I glad your ok"
"Yeah, thanks for asking please come i---," Jorden says but is interrupted.
"No no it's fine, I was just passing by to tell you the party is still on and I would love it for you to go after all the...." Scott continues to talk as Lucifer walks around him, examining him
"Sloppy, unbathed, why flip flops? It's 2017, he doesn't even have those crocodile shoe things, lame. How are you friends with him?" Lucifer asks, after which his nose peaks up as if he had just smelled something, "Wow, he really uses body cream how sad, I'm betting you he has some on him now."
"......she was throwing up for hours. Anyways I really hope you can make it, it's tomorrow at 8"
"Sounds great Scott thanks, um, before you go, you wouldn't happen to have any body cream on you would you?" Jorden asks intrigued
"Hell yeah I do, here catch, I've got plenty back home, give it back to me at the the party if you don't use it all, peace" Scott says tossing it into Jorden hands then strutting off proudly as Jorden shuts the door and Lucifer dying of laughter on the couch.
"Are you actually gonna go" Lucifer asks getting up from his laugh-fest.
"Maybe, I don't know, depends"
"On what? Common, it'll be fun, you've been stuck in this state of nerdness for the past month, have some fun"
Jorden sighs, "Fine, I'll talk to my sister"
"Now we're talking" Lucifer says with a devilish grin.
YOU ARE READING
Shadows We Can't See
Short StoryJorden, a young teenage boy traumatized with his parents death, lives with his sister in a small quaint town. After fatinting one night, Jorden starts seeing a man (or a angel.....or a shadow?) that starts to talk to him. As the school year as well...
