The Dorley Cycle XVI

TO START THE CYCLE :

First segment:

It’s only a siren’s song baby

 Part I ; Part II ; Part III ; Part IV

Prelude

Second segment:

Hey there Mr. Cthulhu

Part V ;  Part VI ; Part VII ; Part VIII ; Part IX ; Part X ;

Third segment:

Got some toxic truth?

Part XIPart XIIPart XIII

Fourth segment:

Squid Kings and Greek Fires

Part XIV ; Part XV

AND FOR A LITTLE COMIC STYLE TREAT: Homecoming & Hey There Mr. Cthulhu

THE DORLEY CYCLE 

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XVI

PAULIE

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 Previously in Dorley: Jackson made an effort to get back in the game  and found an unlike ally in the face of Eli who admitted to have witnessed the monsters; Paulie then took the POV lead for an insight in the duel between humans and ancient critters and his position in it all. 

Now…

Soon enough I caught up with Jackson, letting him see me jus’ there for a brief, puttin’ the fear of whatever he feared in him. Then I scuttled and followed without being seen, knowin’ my back alleys and my anti-tourist roads. Jackson held the boy close to him, like a daddy mad at his kid for runnin’ at the coast when the flag is up and red. Jackson went back to the rental, throwing glances left and right, lookin’ no doubt for me. He went in. After a while I did too.

It was quiet inside, the kinda cool quiet you get in the middle of the night. Old walls made no voices audible and all I could hear was my breathing and the heaviness of my footsteps coming down on old wood. His scent though, Jackson’s, lingered in the air and it smelled now jus’  like Guy had said it did when he had tasted him- foul, comin’ from a belly full of sea; a breath carryin’ salt. To Guy he smelled familiar, to me he smelled like a dyin’ animal, shedding its skin to appear new. Fuck that crap. He was scared shitless now that he knew what were really the stakes.

A key turned in some lock and golly me; the landlord, Arnold, was pushing his nose in the chain restrained hole of his door.

“Heya, Paulie, I hoped I’d catch you around. This fella you brought in, he hasn’t signed a thing and I was wondering if you knew something about that.”

His slender figure slipped out of what seemed to be that gap in his door and he stood there pinching a loose button on his shirt. He was a nervous guy, one I always assumed jerked off on child porn then regretted it in the mirror. I picked my words carefully around him. A man barely livin’ outside his room is no man I trust.

“I’ll remind him, don’t worry. I’ll slip the filled in form under your door if you want to, it’s fine by me.”

I took a step up. He did the same, fingers drumming on the handrail.

“Thing is, I haven’t even seen him, and he is renting one of my rooms. Seems, ya know, unfair.”

I used some simple talk.

“I’ve been thinkin’ about that too Arnie.”, I said, “ I’ll tell him to stop by, knock and give you a nod, is that allright with ya?”

He licked his lips, moistening the dryness. He kept drumming.

“I was wondering, actually, with all the police around and about if he’s an okay fella”, he added.

Then all of a sudden he squeezed past me, climbing stairs to the second floor where Jackson was, mumbling all the while.

“Maybe I should go check on him, say hello. He’s in here now, isn’t he? I heard some knocking and stomping earlier.”

I grabbed him below the elbow and dragged his body back the two steps, till he was back standing next to me in the tight space of the staircase.

“I’ll see he comes to you”, I repeated, glaring for the imply, thinkin’ he better let it go. My mouth was full of spit. I needed a smoke. He had gone silent, buyin’ time, I guess, with my fingers dug into his flesh.

“I don’t know about that”, he finally said.

I shook my head and swiftly span him pinning his body to the wall, my hand hard on his mouth. I took him down, kicked his door in and pushed him after it. He stumbled in and I picked up a lamp from the small table, slammin’ it against his head. He fell in my arms and I put him to lie on the carpet, adding a little of my spray to keep him there longer. Then I listened for any movement outside, shit, fuck and more fuck on my lips for the racket I had just caused.

When I heard none I took the steps, quietly as I could, coming closer to the sobs of somebody and the hushing of another.  I crouched beside the door where my shadow couldn’t be seen and listened, now making out full words.

“Will you help me, Eli?”

A pause. I leaned in.

“Yeah, yeah I will. Tell me what to do.”

That was the boy I reckoned, crying his tears of fears, ha-ha, to the really frightened one.

“I need gasoline. Can you help with that?”

“Some folks keep bottles stored in the shacks down at the docks. Plenty actually.”

“Can you get some of those?”

“Yeah. But why do you need it?”

“We need it, Eli, to burn the nest, the one in the trailer park. No one else will get hurt, just them. You got me on this Eli, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Good man. You kept your daddy’s boat?”

“Yes. She’s in order, runnin’ and ready.”

 There was another pause. I heard a chair slidin’ across the floorboards and then the slow pace of a man plotting giving them the hard time. Jackson did the walk, he sure did. Then he spoke again, his voice, just like when he had spoken to me about bullets and winning.

“We go now, load it up with as many bottles as we can and drive the boat below the pier. No one will see us hidden there. We can take my car from there and go to the trailer park.”

I moved back. His car was totaled, thrown over the side of the road. Jackson was playin’ the kid, but why I couldn’t yet tell. A fire I could see though, a blazin’ disaster.

“We’ll do this together, blast the fuckers up.”,  I heard him say, walking down the stairs. And the kid asking oh so innocent like:

“And no one else will get hurt, right?”

“Not a soul, I promise. Let’s go.”

Not a soul, sure.

I heard him unlock upstairs and pushed open the back door.

 

Chapter XVII

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14 thoughts on “The Dorley Cycle XVI

  1. There’s definitely some dark manipulations going on here, and the feel of confrontation on the way is thick in the air too.

    I have enjoyed this series from the beginning Cindy, and I have a feeling that it must occupy a fair piece of your conscious, and subconscious mind, the details of the story, and the feel of the characters have become richer and more tangible as the weeks have progressed, I’d be willing to bet you never expected it to turn out this length, but as sometimes happens, the story takes on a life of its own. Wouldn’t it be something if this got picked up and turned into a movie? 🙂

    • It will be revealed soon, who’s playing who!

      No truth be told, I didn’t think it would have much ground to cover, much story to tell, but it turned out different and I decided to go along with it, and yes, it does occupy a great deal of my mind and it feels great to have something to come back to each week and have in the making in the days before posting.

      I constantly fear that I leave out much, that I don’t stretch, but it’s a web series and it shouldn’t carry for so long, because there are gaps sometimes and it’s confusing, but I am free to add more if need be when I put it all together. I think I will. I’m very glad, like a newbie writer that, excited that you and I hope others think the story has grown in terms of both characters and happenings. It matters a great deal to me! Thank you, Steve 🙂

      Gosh, what a weird movie that would be! Could be done as a cheap horror flick, or a mystery thriller ha! Who would be cast in it? Hmm..

      In reality it would be a success if I manage to put it all together and forward it on.

  2. That’s the first time I ever heard of someone roughing up a landlord because they were checking in on someone else.

    I liked it. It definitely worked in the story, although, like Larry, it had me wondering what was going on in the narrator’s head. The child porn line seemed to come out of the blue, although it too worked perfectly.

    There’s going to be more trouble…

    • First time for everything?
      Paulie’s a jerk! Or I am, but landlords can be obnoxious, and monsters in human form can be deadly, so…there ya have it.

      The doubting comes from the fact that all of a sudden Jackson doesn’t seem the good guy anymore, he’s hiding things, he’s manipulative, and Paulie is trying to figure him out, because it was pretty straightforward what he had to do before that, and now Jackson starts an offense that isn’t quite clear, but it is fighting back, and with an ally for the matter. so double the trouble. In my head I have it planned out, or I hope I do, and it will pretty soon be clear what are Jackson’s intentions.

      The child porn line did sort of write itself down, because all along I had a clear idea in my head that the landlord is a guy that rarely goes out of his own room, and rarely talks to people; he was always a shady character, and maybe I did go a little overboard when I wanted to hype up the darkness and cynicism, but if it works I’ll be glad to leave it in.

      As for trouble…aye, it’s coming. Big time.

  3. Awesome writing, Cindy. I agree with Steve as to the richness. It’s getting richer by the episode, richer in all ways.
    Paulie’s thoughts on Jackson’s smell are fantastic, make me think Jackson’s one of them, the monsters, and I love thinking that.
    Your portrayal of the nervous twitch of a guy, Arnie, is palpable, I swear I can feel his jitters. His mere presence unsettles, irritates me and I like that it does that.
    And finally, I like how you leave us here: me, I don’t trust Jackson one lick! But we’ll see… And I’ll gladly wait for the juicy details : )

    • Thank you, Miss Alister!
      It’s interesting that Jackson’s recent character development allows him to be perceived as perhaps one of the monsters, and that it puts a certain amount of mistrust in him. It’s a hollow manipulation that neither serves Jackson at the given point, neither does any good to Paulie. It’s dubious, but all for the good reasons!

      The landlord fella is a peculiar one and it’s very cool that he sets that kinda impression with you and gets all the unlikes he can! He’s a nasty one, and also he has one more part to play.

      Thank you for staying around. Juicy details on the way!

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