Blood of The Wolf

Cut, cut, cut! Michael threw up his hands in frustration as he left the room. He spent years pouring his heart and soul into his music and it was starting to feel like he was the only one that cared. He expected 110% from himself but he was happy as long as it felt like those around him were trying their best. He tried to make them believe they could do better but it always felt like there was a lack of commitment. His father made him believe at an early age that he had to be the best and nothing less would be acceptable. Hearing this all his life made it difficult for him to associate with other people. Especially when he expected the same level of drive and commitment out of everyone else that had been expected out of him growing up. Michael was in his bedroom sitting on his bed with his head in his hands when Lisa walked in upset and a bit concerned at the way he had treated everybody. What gives Michael? Everyone is giving it their all in there. Especially Alan, which is a lot to expect out of anyone who just went through what he did, I mean with his mother dying and all. Not to mention he’s been forced to move in here since he has no place else to go. The least you could do is be a little considerate towards the way he’s feeling at the moment. I mean s**t; the guy is like a f*****g brother to you. He’d take a bullet for you if need be. Alright, Lisa, enough with the lecturing I feel bad enough as is. I had no right to explode on him and I know it. I just haven’t been getting any sleep at all lately. I’ve been noticing that. What gives? Like you don’t get nervous enough that your mom’s gonna hear me every night when I sneak in. I mean don’t get me wrong I love getting my face shoved in the pillow but you’ve been a lot more on edge than usual lately. Michael sighed with frustration as he hesitated to tell Lisa about everything that had been on his mind. It’s those visions, they’ve come back, and lately, they’re even more intense than they were before. I feel like I’m going out of my mind. They hit me even when I’m awake now. What? Do you mean those “End of the World” visions again? I thought you said they were gone. They were, at least for a while but they’re back now and even more intense. I think that I was just suppressing them for a while, but so much for that. Well, you better not let your dad find out. Those visions are the reason he put you in therapy in the first place. Hell, your mother even broke up with him over his reaction towards you and those visions. Well, that, his religious meltdown and the slut he was f*****g. Michael laughed as he said it. Hey, I’m a slut she was a w***e. I’m sorry I stand corrected. Lisa walked over and sat down on Michael’s lap, grinding her ass into his crotch, which was more than enough distraction for any man. Well, what do you say I help take your mind off those visions a little later? Michael took a deep breath in excitement and raised an eyebrow in intrigue at the offer. Sounds good to me, I could go for a little workout. Lisa laughed. I’ll bet you could, but you better talk to Alan before I release the beast because I’m gonna give you a workout. You might be at it all night. Michael raised an eyebrow. That’s not a good way to convince me to go talk to Alan. Lisa laughed again as she stood up and turned around to pull Michael up off the bed. Go. I’ll still be here when you get back. Michael found Alan sitting out on the deck sipping a Pepsi as he wiped the tears from his eyes. He had a look of irritated anticipation on his face as he rolled his eyes and looked away when he saw Michael coming. Alan wondered when he would show his face again. So, are you through being an asshole yet or should I give you more time? I deserve that. Listen man I’m sorry for the way I acted in there, I had no right to go off on you like I did. I’ve just been on edge lately. It has nothing to do with you or the band; we all want to make it just as bad. So you admit you’re a d**k. Alan had a smirk on his face. I wouldn’t go that far but I probably resemble something of the penile variety right now. Well, apology accepted, as long as you can admit you’re a d**k. Lisa walked out just in time to hear what Alan said. No, he has a d**k and it’s quite a monster I might add. She walked up and put her arms around Michael grabbing his crotch. Alan looked away, putting his hands up in front of him to obstruct his view. Get a room you two. They both laughed. Lisa smiled as she looked at the two of them. Sorry, I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. I hate to see you two fight. You guys are so close. Hell, I get jealous sometimes of how close you guys are. Well, I don’t think you have to worry about him running away with me, I don’t swing that way. This ass is off limits big boy; I’ve seen what you’re packing. Then he looked over at Lisa with sick curiosity written all over his face. How do you take that thing? I take it hard and fast and love every minute. She said this quite dramatically as she rubbed her ass on Michael’s crotch again. It was beginning to get to him so he grabbed her hair, pulling her head backwards as he kissed her lips and bit her neck. She squirmed a little in excitement. Keep that up and I’ll do you right here with Alan watching. I’m game. Hell, I’ll even videotape. I’ll call it “The m******e of Lisa’s Ass.” He said this as he stared off into space and held his hands in front of him like he could see the billboard. It made Michael and Lisa laugh. Suddenly they heard Michael’s mother Angela in the doorway clearing her throat to get their attention. It’s bad enough I can hear you two at night. Do you have to describe it so graphically? Alan smiled from ear to ear because he had seen her standing there the whole time. Hi mom. He smiled and waved at Angela. He had come to consider her to be his second mom. Michael and Lisa turned to look with shocked expressions on their faces. Mom, how long have you been standing there? I’ve been here long enough to know more than I wanted to about my son’s s*x life. Mom, I can explain. Lisa just stood behind Michael looking embarrassed and in shock, her face getting redder by the moment. Explain what, you’re 18; I figured you started having s*x a couple of years ago. Alan chimed in. It’s been 3 to be exact. Michael’s eyes got wide as his face showed his embarrassment. Lisa’s just buried her face in his back. If she could have crawled inside his shirt and hid from sight she would have. Angela smiled sarcastically at Alan as if to say his input wasn’t needed. Thank you, Alan. No problem Mom. Nevertheless, I don’t care as long as you’re careful. That’s why I told your father to buy you those condoms. Michael looked at her in disbelief. Ahhh! Mom that was your idea?! I had to listen to a three-hour lecture on how much of a sin pre-marital s*x is. I mean the guy is a priest for God's sake! Angela dismissed Michael’s comment with a gesture of her hand. That’s beside the point. I’m also worried about Lisa’s parents finding out; I mean you both are so young. Lisa’s embarrassment had begun to subside as she peeked out from behind Michael. Oh, I talk to them about it all the time. If you think we’re bad you should listen to my Mom and Dad go at it. Michael winced in mental agony at the thought of that image. Angela softly chuckled as she turned around to head into the house waving for everyone to follow her inside. Well dinner is ready if you guys are hungry, and remember not to stay up too late, you have school in the morning. That’s mainly directed towards the two of you. She said this pointing at Michael and Lisa. Oh by the way Lisa, you’re welcome to spend the night considering you’re probably just going to sneak into Michael’s room anyway. Angela said this with definitive sarcasm in her voice. Michael and Lisa just stared at each other for a second then shook their head and walked inside trying to forget that the whole scene just took place. The rest of the guys in the band had left at this point. They didn’t feel like sticking around after Michael put on his diva exhibition as they put it. Michael knew he would have some explaining to do tomorrow when he got to school, but tonight he just felt like relaxing with his family and being close to the woman he loved. After dinner, Michael and Alan sat down in the living room working on some of the music. Michael sang while Alan played the Acoustic. Lisa sat cross-legged on the floor and stared at the two of them in awe. When they got into it their music was almost legendary. Angela smiled every once in a while as she looked over in Michael’s direction and caught the look on Lisa’s face. She knew they were in love and she knew that Lisa made her son very happy. She just worried about him sometimes. There were things she knew about his conception that she hadn’t even discussed with him yet, and with the re-occurrence of Michael’s visions lately, she worried that the day when she would have to tell him was drawing near. She hadn’t even told him that being psychic ran in the family, and she could only imagine how amplified those abilities could be considering the secret she was keeping from him. How was she going to tell him that he wasn’t fully human, she didn’t even know for sure how much of him was, except for his outer appearance.