Bescaled - Chapter 5: Regrets and Tensions
#6 of Bescaled
A lovely story about a boy and his pet snake. I had written this long ago in high school, but I am slowly recreating it and adding pot and details not seen in the original.
mature rating for the series as a whole due to death blood, gore, vore, and swearing. Also bits of booze.
As we walked through the large grave yard, I looked down at the ground and thought about all that happened, all that will happen, and the ever so "what if". Redrum could sense something was up but didn't ask me. That's when we walked by them...My parents' graves. The memories came flooding in all so sudden. I fell to my knees, my heart was pounding, and my stomach felt like something wanted to burst out. Redrum didn't notice for a few steps I was gone then looked back to find me trembling in front of the grave sites. He read the tomb stones out loud. "Here lies....Sarina and Dominic Ryley. Date of death: October 19th, 2005." The feeling got worst in my gut and hurled on the ground. "Caliel are you okay?" The snake man said.
Flashbacks to ten years ago started happening. I was only 6 years old, we went to the lake for our annual camping trip.My dad insisted we went fishing on the beach and that's when something came out of the water. It was a black large anthro venomous snake. Had red eyes and long sharp fangs and a 2 foot long tongue. He was hungry and was after me. My father jumped in the way and got acid sprayed in his face. He was blinded till the snake eat him. I was scared and crying, I ran back to the campsite and that monster followed me. I told my mother and she took out a gun. She shot at it while we ran back to the edge of the highway and tried to flag down a car. The monster followed us, he ended up spraying her and like that they were gone. The two people I cared about were in that monster. I felt like it was my fault. I was soon to be next till I picked up the gun and got him in the skull. The creature was knocked back into the highway and was soon killed by an oncoming car. The driver got out to see what the hell was happening and found me crying. I told him about the monster he ran over and how it killed my parents. Next I knew I was being taken to the police station. It wasn't soon after I was sent to the local orphanage.
I was greeted by two nuns who were very nice. I had my own room there for only a week. Till they showed up...My foster parents. That's when my life went down hill with these two. Ten years of being beaten on with belts and being blamed for shit I don't do. The only thing in my mind now is that it's all over. The abuse, the tears, the mental and physical scars...All over. Now I look after myself...
Redrum asked me if I was okay and I freaked out on him. "Your kind did this....Get away from me!" I ran off as fast as I could. I didn't want anything to do with that monster or his kind. If I was becoming that, I wanted nothing. I wanted to be back in that casket. I knew I was turning into a monster. It started raining and I was sitting on someones grave talking to myself. Before Redrum came into my life, I did this every time I was stressed. I would go to my room and talk to myself. Crazy as it sounded, when you have abusive "Caregivers". You find anything to calm you down.
I was alone for an hour before Redrum found me sitting on the ground, leaning on the tombstone crying. The thought of what happened was like a knife in the chest. I couldn't breath at all. "Look, I see you as a son. I'll be honest with you. You have heart and guts. I don't know what happened back then, but it seems pretty painful for you to remember. One thing for sure though, You have bad apples in every barrel. Including the humans. Long, long ago. I lost my brother to a human. Before I became a snake, I had a family like yours. We were happy and loving. I was walking home from school one day when a maniac jumped out from a back alley and beat my little brother's skull in. Anger took over me and I pounded him the cops came and arrested us both. I was charged for it, but my parents understood why it happened. I was angry at him. My little brother had died because of him. Unlike you though I don't blame myself or all humans. It was one asshole in a million. You don't have to say anything and we can forget this happened, but I won't take you blaming us all for what one did to your parents." We left the grave yard and walked into town, just remembering something...I am supposed to be dead.