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Shame
By : Amos
Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill
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Disclaimer: Konami owns Silent Hill and the characters, I make no money.
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Three days later and he was still coming over. This time, he was weeding a different garden on the other side of the backyard and repainting the columns on the porch; the arches. Joey was over today, and he and Joshua were in the TV room upstairs. Joey had gotten bored of the old TV and taken to looking out the window, and he laughed, getting Josh's attention from a dumb TV show.
“Dude, you have that homeless guy working here?” Joey laughed.
Joshua blinked and raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Yeah dude, he's homeless. Lives down in the cemetery. My dad lets him stay there because he digs holes when we need 'em.”
“... Really?” Joshua stood from the couch to go and look out the window with Joey, and the man was knelt over a new bucket of paint, prying the lid off. He was in the same clothes as two days ago, and he visibly wobbled but caught himself and shook his head to better get a hold of himself, and Joey laughed.
“That is great, dude. Hey, do you have any soda?” He asked, and Josh nodded, motioning off.
“Uh, in my room. Dr. Pepper in the closet,” he replied, and Joey turned to leave the room with a “Sweet”.
Joshua took it as an opportunity to hurry from the room down the stairs to the first floor and to the kitchen. He still had the sandwich, and he grabbed the plastic container, snagged a water bottle from the top shelf.
Adam was in his hunting room cleaning, and Lillian was sewing in her sewing room. Joshua snuck out the kitchen back door to the backyard, and he walked to the man who was breathing heavily over the paint bucket. He had gotten the lid off and was regaining himself.
Joshua peeked around him to see his face.
“I um… brought you a snack,” he said, and the man looked at him. He looked agitated at seeing Joshua, and he shook his head again, held up a sweaty hand filthy with dirt and paint.
“No.”
“I've already brought it, here.” Joshua put the water on the ground, opened the sandwich container. The man shook his head again and glanced back to the house.
“No, thank you,” he replied, and Joshua followed his gaze to the house. No one was looking at them through the windows, and Joshua sighed heavily.
“Fine. I don't know why you're so stubborn- must be a soldier thing.” He grumbled and reached down the grab the bottle of water, and the man looked at him through glaring eyes.
“What do you know about soldiers?”
“Ha. What don't I? My dad was one; you have the same coat. If you aren't going to be nice, I'm going back inside.” Joshua replied and turned back to the house.
“Alex Shepherd.”
It was the smooth voice, and Josh looked back.
“...Huh?” He had fully geared him, but he wanted to hear him talk more.
“My name is Alex Shepherd,” he said again, and Joshua smiled. Alex wasn't looking at him, his pale brown eyes on the bottle of water. Joshua walked back over to him and held out the sandwich container.
Alex took it but didn't eat from it. He closed the container again and put it in his coat that was on the ground near him, covering it up- hiding it. He did the same with the water.
“You know, uh… my dad doesn't use the hunting room passed eight. ..And the basement is nice and cold all of the time too,” Joshua spoke softly, kicking the ground lightly. Alex watched him through tired, narrowed eyes.
“...What are you implying?” he asked, suspicious, jaw clenching. Joshua gave a light shrug to seem careless.
“Nothing. It's just a fact.”
Alex looked away from Joshua, and the teen huffed because he had ruined the conversation. He did need to get back to Joey before he did something stupid, though. He breathed deep.
“No one uses the cellar door, either,” he added, but Alex was done. The man grabbed the paint bucket and stood, walked to the porch and picked up his paintbrush. Joshua sighed and walked passed him to go back into the house, and he could smell different scents of sweat and outdoors on Alex as he passed.
Inside, Joey was coming out of the dining room, a can of Dr. Pepper in his hand. He motioned to Josh.
“Dude, I couldn't find you. Wanna go look at some magazines or something?” he grinned, and Joshua shrugged.
“Okay.”
Joey was his best friend, but lately, Joshua didn't know what to do with him. Joey was wanting to get into alcohol, and he was into dirty magazines. He was kind of getting a little repulsive, and Josh didn't know how to tell him “no”. The magazines weren't Josh's by a long shot. They were Joey's, that he had stolen from his dad's study.
The two went to Josh's room and sat on his bed, and Joey grabbed his bag to pull out the mags. He was staying the night, and instead of clothes, he had broughten Playboy.
“Josh, check out this chick's tits.”
Joshua huffed through his nose, watching as Joey flipped to her page. She looked like just another sex model, breasts that had probably been surgically filled, tan skin, hands cupping the under of her boobs. Joey flipped through more of the book until there was an advertisement that caught Josh's eye. It was a flap in the middle of the magazine that showed an advertisement for some men's underwear, and it had a guy not too beefy showing off his body that garnered more attention than the boxer briefs. He was hot.
Hot? Joshua glanced away from the page. He had noticed his growing attention in men, and it had started when… a certain worker started coming over daily.
He didn't know how to act upon the growing feelings. He didn't feel anything like that towards Joey, or anyone else in his school. No, it was really just… Alex Shepherd.
Dinner was lasagna, and Joey ate like a pig; as usual.
“Well, I've cleaned up the hunting room. Once winter comes around, we'll already be ready for some deer meat.” Adam said, and Lillian nodded from her plate in response. Joshua looked at his dad.
“So you won't be going down there anymore?”
“Not really too soon. I've got more work at the department, with Wheeler, so I'll be gone for work most of the time.”
“Can I come over more often?” Joey asked from his plate, smiled at Adam. “Since it's summer break and all, and the reelection is gonna be coming around and stuff,” he spoke and Josh puffed from his seat. He didn't want Joey coming over daily like he had in the past.
Adam opened his mouth to speak, but Joshua cut in with a sudden desperateness to save his summer.
“I was thinking that I could get a summer job! ..Dad,” he smiled to his father, who watched him. He didn't look annoyed or upset.
“That'd be good, Joshua. Where are you planning to work?”
“Uhh, maybe Toluca Lake. Clean boats, do the bait shop.”
“Mm. Sounds good.”
Days passed, two of which Joey stayed over. Alex was working in the front yard this time, repainting the fence and straightening it, fixing it. It had been almost a week, and every time Joshua looked in the basement, it was empty. Alex hadn't been coming inside. It had been getting hotter out, though, and he looked like he was starting to hurt more.
That night, Joshua went to the basement and it was still empty. He walked to the basement's cellar door and dipped down to lock the safety hatch, but just as he was about to grab it, the door was pulled open.
It was Alex, and he stood there, watching Joshua’s kneeling form.
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Shame	By : Amos Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill Views: 1056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Konami owns Silent Hill and the characters, I make no money.

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