Whispers in the Dark

The Refuge of Outcasts

Following Johny was like following a runaway Ferris wheel. He kept doing vaults over items that I had to hurdle and the huge cut across my stomach was not feeling to good at the moment. We ran around a corner and out of the school doors. He looked back at me "Hurry up Benson!" "WHY ARE WE LEAVING SCHOOL?!" I asked while gasping for breath. "They are going to follow us we need to go now!" He pointed out. "Okay" was my stupid reply as that didn't even cross my mind before. We ran and ran and ran on. I heard a train whistle and my thought was oh no. We ran next to the train. It was getting so hard to run right now. He jumped on and on I went after him. "You need to bandage that up badly" He said. "How? I have nothing for it." I replied. "Use your shirt" In response I pulled my shirt off and stared at the cut. It was deep, hell I didn't need my eyes to know that. Tearing my shirt into strips I slowly raped it around my body. I couldn't keep from flinching from the pain. I stared at the two before me. Jane and Johny, I barely noticed Jane. She is good at that. I got done with tieing the homemade bandage. "Don't you think he should of waited to sanitize the wound and the bandage?" Jane timidly said. "We don't have anything to sanitize it Jane" He replied smoothly. I stared at them both, now that my heart wasn't pounding I just realized that Johny save me. Why. Why would he bother with me? I don't know why he would ever make enemies with Chris. "Thanks for coming to save me" I expressed. Johny looked at me confused, Jane was smiling though which made me want to smile. Jane had black hair and deep eyes, she had a knack for making you feel whatever emotion she wanted. Johny on the other hand just had a genuine understanding of life and would always listen no matter who you were and was the chillest dude I ever knew.

It had to had been at least an hour on that train because I fell asleep. I awoke to Jane lightly nudging me. I now understood why Johny and her hooked up she had this gentleness that could drive me insane. I shook my head at the thought. Dad always said no one likes me and I believe it, and no one has stood to correct it so I guess its true. I got up and Johny said to us "We going to jump in about a minute or two. We're almost there." "Almost where exactly" I questioned "Somewhere that all of us belong" Jane replied while motioning her arm to all of us. I smiled at her and Johny. Johny looked over to the running terrain that was whooshing by. Please no, my stomach still hurt from the hurt. I couldn't help but look down and my shirt was blood stained in a small line which I guess was good that it wasn't gushing blood. I looked back up and Jane jumped after Johny and rolled safely to land. I breathed out a quick breath and jumped. It was a rough landing but I had been with climbing friends before and they taught me how to roll. I gathered myself on the ground. Getting up was slightly painful but I was getting used to it by now. I looked over and Jane and Johny were walking my way. I decided to follow them.

The more we walked the more I started to feel bad for Logan. He could've done so much with his life and now he is gone. Without a chance to have a family without a chance to go on another adventure. To sneak out with me at night to laugh along with and laugh at the world burning around us. Logan was the best-est friend I ever could've had and I couldn't even tell him that now. A tear came to my eye and I wiped it away. I can cry later but I need to focus on living right now because I have a rather deep wound and would not like to bleed out. At that thought my gut clenched. We were walking through a small town that had run down looking buildings. Not many people were outside but the people that were looked at Johny and then to me and their eyes went wide. We kept walking and I saw a particular building looming in the distance it was an old two story cottage. I think Johny noticed where I was looking or guessed. "So, welcome to our refuge. I like to call it Coven's Refuge after the founding father of the town Coven." He winked after he said this and Jane just rolled her eyes. "Refuge? For who?" I asked "For anyone who doesn't fit into society" Jane answered. "It's where we belong" Jane gestured at all of us for the second time today. Speaking of today it was starting to get dusty dark. I would question further but the more I talked the more my stomach hurt. Jane flipped out a set of keys as we approached the cottage. She jingled the keys into the door and it opened in second. She smiled at us as we all entered the room.  The main room was beautiful it had a flush soft carpet that was dazzled with designs that were very intricate. The sofa that was in the room balanced the fancy out as it was a plain brown couch. A acoustic guitar was leaning against a wooden chair that sat next to an old wood burning stove. That brought back a good and bad memory. It was my twelfth birthday and I got an electric guitar. I had a knack for it and immediately learned everything I could. I had the guitar for another year before Dad threw it against the ground in a fit of anger. I smiled at the thought of playing guitar again. It would be a little different. There sadly wouldn't be any distortion but I know i'll get used to it. The walls of the room were painted a soft blue and seemed to be slightly chipping. Johny looked over at me and I saw something in his face I didn't like, curiousness. "So, why was Chris attacking you?! I heard Logan's screams and came to see what was wrong."Hearing Johny speak his name brought more sadness into to me. I could feel myself wanting to break. "I... I.... I don't know he just did!" I was truly on the brink of breaking. I could hear it in my meek voice. Jane looked at me and saved the day from further questioning. "Johny! He was just attacked can't we wait a little bit before we barrage him with questions? Sorry Benson, the rooms are over there down the hall to the left. We only have two bedrooms in the house and unless you want to sleep on a couch your sharing a room with Johny. My stomach hurt again and I glanced down at the bandage. The wound looked worse that it should. Could it be infected? "Do we... gah.... Have anything medical in the house?" I weezed after saying this out of pure pain. Jane immediately apologized and led me to the bathroom. "Sorry that were cramped for space. The person who made this cottage wanted a lot of space and rooms for entertainment so we have to share a bathroom." Jane spoke softly. I sat on the lid of the toilet and slowly undid the bandage. It was yellow around the already healing cut. I clenched my teeth out of pain and kept undoing the shirt. Jane pulled out neosporin, a clean bandage, and the black bottle. Oh how I hated the black bottle of death. It stung so bad. I shook my head. Would it really be worth the pain to make it not infected? I debated in my head while she wet a rag with the juice from death itself. I closed my eyes. "Ahhhh, JEEZ!" I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. A few curses later and she was bandaging my side. "I'm no doctor but you might have scare tissue after this because he cut right where you six pack is. He cut some muscle but that will heal." she answered the question that my head already thought of. Great, just great. I decided I might get some answers to other lingering questions in my head. "Who else lives here?" I asked. "Rose me and Johny are the only ones for now" she answered. My heart immediately sped up at the sound of Roses name. I had a mad crush on her. My face flushed and it was getting hot in here. "So about that bedroom" Trying to change the subject away from my crush didn't work though. "Why are you flustered? Is it because of me or because I said Rose?" She inquired. Shit she knew! HOW? I've always heard they had a sixth sense for this kind of stuff but REALLY! "Does anyone play that guitar out in the main room?" My desperate attempt actually worked. Either that or she just got her answer, I'm going to go with both. "No, why do you play?" Maybe Jane was a detective she has already guessed my every move. CHECKMATE. Jane giggled as Rose passed by in the hallway. Rose stopped by and they chatted while I sat here like a dumbass not knowing how to talk to my crush. "Hey Benson" She said. Was it me or was her voice silky smooth. I swear everytime she talks it's like a cat purring. She walked down and open a door into a room and then closed it. "To answer your question yes I play" I said back to her. "Okay I was just curios and oh, there's some spare shirts in your room. I'm getting tired some ima head to bead. Night!" She strutted away and opened the same door that Rose did and headed inside. This was insane. The world has taken the time to actually make me smile today and given me a lifetime of sadness. I headed into what I guessed was my room. Just opposite of the portal that Rose and Jane entered. I opened the door and Jane was kissing Johny goodnight. She was smiling and blushing as she walked out. I nodded at Johny as a hello and he gave me the same in return. I walsted over to the double doored closet and I swear I entered into Narnia. There was so much clothing! I decided to go with casual and threw on a white tee. It was a tiny bit big but it was fine. I turned to Johny before I went to a certain guitar to play my sorrows away. I questioned "You asked me a question now it's my turn. How did you get this place?"  he responded smoothly "It ran in my family and their gone so I decided to make my own family. Anyone who I invite here is my family, well if they choose to stay." I... I.... I finally have a family. I was dazed but I regained my stature. I left the room feeling satisfied that I had gotten an answer. 

I picked up the guitar and headed out to the wooden porch. The cool air breezed against my bare skin and it felt good. I sat on the steps and started to tune the guitar. I played my heart out and for once everything in the world seemed to be at peace.