CASSANDRA V: THE WOLVES
by
Anthonystjoseph
After the big fight at the nightclub where
Cassandra beat up the three jealous girls, her and her posse found a nice quite
neighborhood bar to enjoy their evenings.
At least that’s what they thought; the name of the bar was called
Wolf’s. The bar wasn’t called wolves, it
was called Wolf’s, suggesting the bar belonged to a wolf and lo and behold, it
did. Cassandra actually liked the bar a
lot because everyone seemed to be on the same vibe, as in being a little amped
on Chrystal Meth but at the same time everyone was mellow.
One night an extremely enigmatic man came
into the bar who looked to be about sixty years old and yet all of the boys
that came in with him that seemed to be in his posse were in their early
twenties. Cassandra and her group knew
all of the drug crowd in the city but these characters were new. The elderly man had sunglasses on even though
it was nighttime and was dressed in leather shorts, a white tank top, a leather
vest, and furs with actual animal heads still attached to them draped around
his neck; he was quite a character indeed.
He pulled the same move that Cassandra often pulled when she entered a
club. He walked in past the entrance and
immediately stopped, he surveyed the crowd as his posse of young men stood
behind him, then seemed to choose a spot for them to ‘set up’ and headed for
it. Cassandra smiled at the similar
behavior. Cassandra wasn’t sure, but she
thought the old man stared her down through his sunglasses as he paused on her
crowd in his survey move but something felt different about this man. Little did she know, he had completely stared
her down and she was his complete reason for being there. His name was Ramon.
Ramon had one goal in mind when he came to
the bar that night and that was winning Cassandra’s favor. Ramon wanted one thing and one thing
only. He wanted Cassandra to join his
clan because her untapped talent to predict and discern the future would be the
key to his clans’ future success. He
decided he would befriend the naïve creature and he had already created a
plan. He would use his most handsome and
charismatic boy to win her heart and draw her into his circle. She would be putty in his hands when her
heart belonged to his boy. All women
fell for his number one boy, they didn’t have a chance. Yes, Ramon would use his favorite weapon
against women, he would use Jonathon.
Ramon finally made his way over to
Cassandra and her group as the evening had went on and invited her and her
friends to a small gathering. Cassandra
politely and happily accepted the invitation as a few of her group had already
paired up with a few in his group and the evening showed promise for some
pleasant fun on all sides. Besides, for
some reason Cassandra was attracted to the charms of the elderly Ramon, he
seemed to give her some sort of fatherly support in his manner of conversation
and the way he enveloped her with his concern in their short conversation. She looked forward to the gathering. And a gathering it was.
Ramon’s house was a short walk from the
bar, in fact, it was almost kitty corner to the bar. It was a large home that had a deceptive
front. From the outside it looked small
but when you entered the house it was rather large and inviting with a huge
fireplace in the front room that opened to a large dining room that was used in
this case as an extension to the living room with just more couches. The house seemed to be set up to entertain
gatherings just such as this one.
Someone started music in the background that was set at a low volume as
to not interrupt or deter any conversation and everyone was invited to sit or
enjoy the surroundings. People paired
off and everyone was having a rather good time as an extremely handsome man
entered the room. Cassandra noticed him
immediately as he noticed her. He was
carrying a large sterling silver tray that could hold a large pizza but on this
tray there were lines of Chrystal Meth that was freely and ceremoniously
offered to everyone at the gathering.
When the handsome man came to Cassandra with the tray she modestly
indulged in one of the smaller lines on the tray as the young man seemed to
pierce her soul with his stare. He
offered her another line from the tray in a hand gesture and she declined. He then leaned close to her and whispered
with his beautiful and supple pink lips almost touching her face as her heart
seemed to stop, “Are you sure?” She
managed a slight, ‘yea’ as he leaned even closer and whispered in her ear, “My
name’s Jonathon.”
Cassandra watched Jonathon walk away with
the tray and couldn’t help but notice his muscular frame and his beautiful
blond hair that seemed to frame his perfect face like a master stylist had
designed it to do so. And she couldn’t
stop thinking about those pink lips that that velvet voice came through. Jonathon himself, surprised by his own
desire, couldn’t believe how beautiful and fresh Cassandra was. He loved her porcelain skin and long blond
hair but most of all it was the curve of her thighs and the small of her waist
that he wanted to touch, wanted to pierce.
He had seen beautiful women before but something was definitely
different about this Cassandra. He would
enjoy this assignment. Ramon promised
him a beauty but Cassandra had something else to offer. He felt something for the first time in a
long time.
All of a sudden Ramon shouted to the crowd
in his gruff elderly voice and broke the spell that Cassandra seemed to be
under, “Is everyone having a good time.”
There were sounds of agreement from everyone in the room. Ramon continued, “Good, because I don’t want
to have to call up Abaddon, Kali, or Lilith, because you know I will” as he
looked at Cassandra and winked.
Cassandra was extremely puzzled at his statement and more so at his
wink. As Ramon let out a laugh that
eventually turned guttural in its sound, she turned to a friend and said, “Who
was he talking about when he said ‘calling up Kali and so and so’?” Her friend responded, “Those are demons that
his friends say he can call up.”
Cassandra was taken aback, “Oh really!?!” Cassandra felt that now it was time to go.
At that moment the front door was opened
and Steve walked in. He stared straight
at Cassandra as they locked eyes. It was
as if Cassandra could hear nor see anyone else in the house. The only thing she saw was Steve standing
there in the doorway with a disappointed look on his face. He walked up to her and grabbed her hand and
pulled her up from the couch. As tall as
he was he had to bend his face down to hers and told her in his own magical
voice, “We’re leaving”. She said okay as
they walked out of the party which was actually a blessing on top of a blessing;
one, she was reunited with Steve and two, she was done with Mister Demon
‘caller’. Before they walked out,
Cassandra told one of her posse, “I want everyone out of here now! Mister Ramon and his demons can party without
my people. Make it happen.”
Cassandra and Steve went back to her
place. Steve explained he didn’t have a
car, he seemed to have nothing, nothing but her heart; he had that
completely. As they say, she was ‘done’.
Cassandra called her regular cab driver to
pick her and Steve up and they both went to her place. She couldn’t believe Steve was there with her
in her own apartment. She loved him from
the moment he said, ‘Sit down, talk to me’, and now he was here in her
home. He sat down as if he was totally
comfortable and just started to watch her remove her coat. Who was this man who seemed to knowingly
touch every part of her being? What was
happening? He smiled a large and warm
smile and said, “You’re funny”. She
stared at him and said, “Why am I funny?”
“Because you are. You act like
you don’t know what’s happening and on some level I think you don’t. But you know Cassandra, you always know. That’s why creatures like Ramon are
surrounding you and wanting to possess you and your skills…” All of a sudden he jumped up and grabbed her
and pulled her close and kissed her with a kiss that seemed to sink his tongue
into her entire being. She actually
collapsed under the spell of his physical and mental affection as he held her
up and continued to devour her and her soul.
He carried her to her bed and made passionate love to her until the sun
came up which thankfully was only an hour away.
She didn’t know how much more she could have taken.
She lay there in the morning while he
slept next to her and couldn’t help but stare at this man who owned her heart
and soul. She had waited her whole life
for him to appear and now he had. As she
stared at his face he slowly opened his eyes and looked directly into her soul
as usual and said, “Good morning Princess.”
“Good Morning.” He grabbed her
again and this time slowly devoured her body as she willingly gave his body
everything it requested. He then made
love to her like he was an animal and she loved every second of his seeking his
own pleasure through her vessel. Again,
she was done.
Suddenly, he stood up from the bed and
told her he was leaving. He had things
to tend to. She lay there in the bed
physically spent as she stared at his majestic frame standing like an emperor while
he put on his clothes like last night and this morning was just another day at
the office. She couldn’t even speak
because of the thoughts rapidly going through her head. Would she see him again? How could she contact him? Where was he going? Where did he come from? How did he know how to find her at
Ramon’s? Who was he? He turned to her amidst her thoughts, “I come
from our world, your world, you know who I am, you know what I am, you will
remember. Whenever you need me I will be
there. And one last thing, stay away
from Ramon.” She stared at him still not
saying anything while dumbfounded that he had read her mind. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead
and then walked out of her life again.
She was completely done.
After laying in her bed for an hour or so
with a dazed look on her face she realized she needed to get up out of her bed
and her puddle of love and get back to Tammy’s.
She hadn’t seen Tammy in a few days so she had better check in with her
current benefactor and friend, Tammy, also known as Mia. Tammy was busy tending to her drug business
when Cassandra arrived and gave Cassandra a big smile when she walked in. Tammy noticed a change in her little protégé
so she mentioned it immediately. Cassandra confessed that she had seen Steve
again and this time he had come home to her place. She left out meeting Ramon who she felt was
another drug dealer in town that Tammy may have known so she willingly left
that aspect of her days off out of her retelling. Unbeknownst to Cassandra, Tammy knew Steve,
Ramon, and everything that happened and let Cassandra herself decide when to
confess everything that had occurred.
Tammy turned to business immediately and
told Cassandra to sit down and don’t say a word. Paige entered the room from the back of the
house with two of his lieutenants. There
was a sudden knock at the door. Two
local dealers came in that were in the past two of Tammy’s most lucrative
distributers. Things had changed. Now they both had bumps all over their faces
and arms that they had scratched into sores.
Clearly both of them had taken to doing their own Chrystal Meth in
excess rather than selling it. Tammy sat
on her sofa eating directly out of a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken as she
calmly said, “Where’s my money boys?”
The two dealers nervously looked at Paige and his lieutenants who had no
smiles whatsoever on their faces and then back at Tammy and said, “We were
robbed!” Tammy took another bite of
chicken and in a calm manner as she stared at them while they looked at her
pleadingly and she finished chewing her new bite, “Robbed my ass. Let me introduce you to ‘Rob’. Do it Paige.”
Paige and his lieutenants jumped and immediately began to beat the two
dealers and didn’t hold anything back as Cassandra sat there in awe at what she
was seeing. She had heard about what the
drug people called ‘tax jobs’ but she
had never personally witnessed one. She
watched and felt sad for the two dealers as Paige smiled when punching the main
one over and over again in the face while the two lieutenants kicked the other
one continuously in the stomach and head.
As Cassandra sat there and watched, Tammy suddenly spoke to her while
the beating was still going on, “You want a piece of chicken Cassandra?” Cassandra woke up from her shock and looked
at Tammy holding a chicken leg in her direction and politely declined.
By
Anthonystjoseph
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