Fury

Informational Exchange

Ever since that night at the club, Joy had gotten the idea that her and I are friends and was inviting me somewhere several times a week. Thankfully I hadn't ran into Chief Wang in the few times Joy and I did hang out. She always spoke way more than I did but what I liked about her was that she never pressed me for answers no matter how short my replies were to her questions. It's not like I could tell her the real truth about myself anyway and I didn't want to come up with intricate and elaborate lies that I might forget later on. They could never know about my kind and what else is out there. The modern-day versions of themselves didn't believe in those things anymore anyway. We were creatures out of books used to scare children but once those children became adults there was no way that we could be real.

"Hey! Hello! Are you listening? You kinda zoned out for a second" Joy was snapping her fingers in front of my face.

"Sorry, I had a few things on my mind, what were you saying?" I sipped the hot chocolate and pulled my coat tighter to my body a bit more.

"I'm throwing a birthday party for myself tomorrow night. You gotta come. I'm sure Jackson would love to see you there" She smiled mischievously at me.

"What?! Why? Why would he want to see me?" I looked at her shocked. This was an emotion I was feeling a lot lately and I wasn't too keen on exploring it further.

"He says you have an interesting look. He finds it fascinating" Joy's smile was so wide that I could almost see all of her back teeth.

I pursed my lips, he hadn't called me beautiful. "So, I should come to your birthday party because your friend thinks I'm interesting to look at".

Joy slapped her hand on the table and laughed, "Nooooo. I want you to come because I think you need more friends in your life. You always seem to be alone".

I was alone, and I liked it that way but for some odd reason I liked Joy's company too. My ancestors would shame me for befriending one of them, but I guess having a friend would make me seem less strange in this world, right? Would make me seem more like them. Help me integrate better.

"There is nothing wrong with keeping to myself. People can be a headache"I replied crossing my arms at chest level.

There was no truer statement than that but, yet I found myself at Joy's party at the rooftop of her apartment building in the meat packing district. There were about 40-50 people and yet somehow, we all fit, and the energy was mild but still festive. I could feel it as I brushed shoulders with people looking around for Joy; I didn't really care to socialize with strangers. Joy looked lovely in a backless halter dress that hugged her figure appreciatively, her makeup was minimal but brought out her understated beauty and her hair sat artfully on top of her head. She would have made a fine one of my kind if she wasn't one of them.

"Feorie!" She shouted my name enthusiastically as she always did and beckoned me to come join her.

She was sitting with one of the model looking girls from that night at the club and Chief Wang. The girl was trying her hardest to get his attention once again but his eyes were focused on me.

"Hello Feorie" he simply said.

"Chief Wang" I acknowledged back with a nod.

"Just call me Jackson, please. I'm not a work" he laughed, and I nodded my head at him once again.

The model girl turned to me "I'm Clarissa. You probably don't remember my name or didn't hear it over the music from the club. You want anything to drink? Joy pretty much has everything".

I didn't expect her to be nice. "Sure. I'll take a vodka and a bottle of water".

Within 5 minutes she's left and comeback with my drinks and right as I'm about to take a sip of my vodka I felt a strange energy coming from her and noticed her watching me carefully. Bitch probably spit in my drink. So much for being nice. I opened my bottle of water instead happy that the seal hadn't been broken or tampered with. Clarissa could barely hide her pout and I smiled evilly inwardly. I've never taken a female one of them before, but I was tempted to do so now. Jackson reaching across the table to try to grab a napkin snapped me out of my evil little thoughts and I grabbed one and handed it him, so he wouldn't have to stand up slightly to reach it.