like newborn babies, long for the pure milk of the word, so that by it you may grow in respect to salvation,
I never knew a man could thirst his whole life for such a moment. Blissful silence as we walk along the path out of the clearing and up a hill to reveal lake wendigo.
Its not like I haven't been here before.
Picnics with Momma when I was young, when she and father could still stand each other. Fishing on the lake with father.
I caught a splake, I thought it was a trout. Mom laughed but father did not find it so funny, he was too busy staring out into the lake, praying to god he would catch a large mouth bass.
Too lost in thought in memory I only now notice the intense quiet and the soft sound of the water.
Sal has walked quite ahead of me and is now walking down the hill.
I catch up to him but he keeps walking
"Um....sal, sally face I have already been here before. I don't understand what you could possible show me."
"Come on man", he says imitating a lower voice, "trust in the spiritual journey. At least that is what larryface always says" he scoffs a little. Its still really hot and my ears burn a little, out of nervousness, father should be expecting company for sunday dinner like every sunday. "Sally face, I...I don't want to be late. I am glad that we are friends and all.....but my ass is grass if we don't get back.
"Well good thing we are already here"
I look to see a figure over by the water as I nervously walk to as I close in behind Sal's back. When I thought we would be alone I saw Ashley sitting over by the water dazing off into space.
Sal notices me getting tense as my muscles start to position running off. He grabs my arm and I flush.
I can't do this I say in a hushed whisper.
Her reassures me that I am fine as he now is walking me twords her. More urgency and pep in his stride. My heart skips a step and instinctively sinks.Its not that I don't feel bad for calling her a bitch. The opposite actually. I shouldn't be afraid of a girl and show my weakness but I am scared of what she will say and might start attacking. Nervous and sweaty I see how he looks at her.
It surprised me when I saw her, wondering why sal took me here, kinda disappointed we couldn't be alone. I don't particularly get along with his friends. And that thing about him that irks me is still weird. Mass-less form. I feel dumb.
This wasn't too long after the incident and definitely not long enough for it to have blown over.
I just want to run but his surprisingly firm hand has grip to my arm and is now dragging me along twords her.
"Look sal I...." "Don't worry about it he reassured as if he knew what I was thinking I notice how it always feels like he knows what I am thinking. Even In the bathroom he somehow was able to know.
I am shaking. As we now stand In front of a species I have never understood. God damnit. It's scary. Standing in front of this monster.
I am not sorry but nausea over comes me."I want an apology" she says into the air twords sal. She looks through me and at sal knowingly. "I know you see potential in him and I trust your instincts" she says past me sympathetically at him. I push past the knot in my throat. "But I...." I cut her off "I am sorry" I say with a sting of real regret. "I am sorry for calling you a bitch. I'm sorry for calling sal and Larry and todd fags". "I am really really sorry for hitting you sal. I don't know why I did it." At this point I am choking up but I don't let myself cry. Everything is too much. And as I take my bitch moment I feel a soft hug motherly in nature. It is Ashley. "Thanks I know it takes a lot for you to say that". She moves back. Her gloves squeak as she holds me by the shoulders. " I am still mad but it means a lot to me that you apologised to sal". To sal? She wasn't mad about me calling her a bitch.
I am not quite sure if I was supposed to derive meaning out of that.
God knows why women act the way they do. I look down and brush my confusion aside to get on with the moment."So you really didn't tell him why you brought him here? I thought he apologised for your sake"
Sal looks down with red ears as if he is in trouble. "Why would I tell him its not the only reason he laughs."
"Um sal..... Why am I here. If it was to apologise then I should head back. Father has people over and I have to be there"
I try to leave and he grabs me. And I can tell he is earnestly looking into my eyes but I can't tell what he is thinking. Like always. So very very confusing.
"Okay, promise me you wont think we are crazy" he glances at Ashley. "Sure"
"We hunt ghosts" Ashley says bluntly "Ash still doesn't believe it. I have tried to convince her but she still helps out."
"Why are you telling me" I say confused
"You should join us It'll give you a chance to really get to know everyone and ash here is our unofficial manager" he says brightly. Its weird to see him so enthusiastic. "I don't know" I blush as he holds tighter onto my arm.
I can't its a lot. I wouldn't get along with his friends anyway.
I how dark its getting and try to pull my arm away. His grip is tight and eager.
"I.....I have to go" I run off my ears burning. I know I disappointed him but its too much. I am sorry sal. Its too hard to be around you."after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death." I mumble to myself as the sky gets everlastingly vast and dark.
Hey thanks for reading. Just to let people know. I don't own any of the photos used and I am only writing this as a way to express my appreciation for the game. I often relate to Travis and want to give him a semi-realistic fan fiction.
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