Taking Back His Life

Chapter 4

Deld huffed, “Yeah great to see you too, brother. It’s been a while. I’m doing great, thanks for asking.”

Hron turned to Deld, looking very tired, “I’m sorry I can’t be more polite, but I am trying to save our fathers and oldest brother as well as the rest of the ancients of our kind. I’ve not slept in over two weeks, and I can only say I wouldn’t have called for you had I not tried everything else. We are running out of time here, Deld. Whatever the f**k is going on is bigger than even that chip you carry on your shoulder. Now please, come in and I will explain.”

Hron left Deld standing there with Khall and Groth. Khall said, “It is not only my Viata who was violated, Deld. You promised you would listen to him if I answered your question and I have.”

Nodding Deld whispered, “Okay, I’ll listen, but I have a feeling I might puke before all is said and done.”

Groth snorted, “You won’t be the first to do that and you damn sure won’t be the last.”

CHAPTER 2

“So I called him the “A” word but didn’t actually have to say it.” Jory said, with a large smile on his face.

Nug whispered to Elijah, “And then he apologized if he seemed rude.”

Elijah did his best to hold back his laugh. Jory was just too damn adorable. The man could work with Doc Oleander all he wanted to, but not even that psychiatrist would be able to bring out a tough bone in Jory’s tiny body. Jory didn’t have it in him to be mean, and as far as Elijah was concerned there was nothing wrong with that. Some people were just nice… period. “Jory, what is it you are trying to accomplish by seeing Oleander?”

Jory tried on one wig and then another, saying, “I… I don’t know. It’s just that when people see how small I am compared to all the other Nakaka I’m always… coddled, or picked on. No one actually sees me for who I am. It… it makes me sad.”

“Jory, there is nothing wrong with you. The issue that is out there are the people themselves. Not everyone can be big and bad. Some of us are just not built that way, but we have our own special qualities that we bring to this world.” Elijah said, applying his black eyeliner.

“Like what?” Jory asked.

Petree stepped out wearing black platform shoes and a black leather formfitting body suit with a white hair wig. “Like the fact that you cook like a dream and we would all starve if not for you.”

“You look fantastic, Pea!” Elijah exclaimed.

Smiling shyly, Petree replied, “Thanks. I saw this in a video and always wished I was in it next to Lady Gaga.”

Nug jumped up excitedly, “I know that video. Come on, let’s do it!”

Elijah laughed as he joined his friends on the stage of his new club. He still couldn’t believe that Hron had given him and his brother the place. Performing had always been a dream of Elijah’s, and to be just handed it was overwhelming, scary as f**k, and exciting as hell.

“We’re ready! Let’s do this.” Nug said, slapping the long platinum blond wig on his head.

Poker Face began to play, and Nug and Jory started swaying their hips as Petree crawled on the stage in a surprisingly sensual way. Elijah smiled and even laughed when the three men stood up and started dancing like Lady Gaga did, even swirling their hands around their heads when they sang out, “poker face.”

Looking back, Elijah could see Mason was flipping the bottles in the air as he practiced his bartender flair, and poured drinks in glass after glass, all to the beat of the song. That’s when he noticed Doc Oleander sitting at one of the tables drinking something and watching the stage.

Elijah knew the man was watching him. They had met earlier that morning for their regular meeting and Elijah could tell the doc wasn’t buying Elijah’s everything is great attitude. He wished the man would just leave it be, but no, the damn armadillo shifter was just too thorough for his own good. He had even planned on telling the man he wasn’t coming back, but he had promised Mason he would keep going once a week for his one-on-one and once a week group with the others. Elijah just didn’t know how long he could keep it up. All he wanted to do was forget. Just forget and move the f**k on. Why wouldn’t anyone let him be. He was standing in the middle of his dream and the past was the f*****g past. Elijah didn’t want to remember the humiliation of Chan… that man, and his dickhead fuckwads touching him, or the fact that they did what they did in front of his own brother. It was not just a violation of his body, it was humiliation beyond anything. Elijah could still hear Mason’s screams as he was forced to…

Petree jerked Elijah out of his memories when he pulled him on the middle of the floor, yelling,

“Dance with us, Eli.”

Elijah hadn’t even realized the song had changed to Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance. Shaking off his anxious memories, Elijah started singing and dancing, “I want your love and I want your revenge…”

They got into a triangle and started to do the dance like was in the video. Arms dropping down to their sides, then covering their mouths as they marched up the stage bringing their hands back up then down again. They jumped stepping right, then jumped stepping left, dropping their torsos down, then lifting back up with their hands held out front and wiggling their hips. They moved as if they had been dancing this video song all their lives… and then Elijah watched as Khall walked in with three small gargoyles, Hron, Groth, and some other really f*****g large men.