The God That Never Came
Class Of 2011
I've managed to keep my secret away from sabrina and over these last 2 years in high school there's been no news of my disappearance. My real parent's death anniversary is coming up again and it's been hard on me. I've never thought of self-mutilation but last year I started. My nightmares about Nancy and earl are becoming worse and worse with each passing day. I don't show Sabrina my fear and I don't think she suspects anything about it. Sabrina got me a job at the All Night Diner and I go into work the same time as she does and we get off the same as well. I make some really good money too and I use that to help pay for food and get things for myself. I'm very lucky to be living with a sweet woman like her. I haven't got to meet her son or any of his friends yet but she promises that I will.
Huntington Beach High is a great school except for those goddamn cheerleaders that bully me day in and day out. They get on my fucking nerves at times! Since I have all my requirements done in such a short amount of time, I can stay in my music class with Ms. LaBeck. She's an awesome teacher and has taught me and the other 8 in the class how to position their voices to any style of music. She's not big on rap music but if one of the little cheerleading bitches ask for it to be taught she unfortunately does it. I can tell she hates teaching it. I can't wait to be going back into her class all day long and working on things.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 DAYS LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I awoke to my alarm blaring and I quickly shut it off. I laid there a minute before pulling myself out of bed and over to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped off my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and seen all the bruises that haven't healed from 2 years ago. My ribs hurt from time to time but only when I move a certain way. I stepped into the shower and washed the sweat from another nightmare but at least it didn't last long.
When I finished, I dried off and changed into the clothes I laid out in here last night before leaving the bathroom. I laid my dirty clothes in the basket right outside the bathroom door and made sure I had everything for the 1st day of my Senior Year. I went downstairs and made me some cereal and ate it waiting for the tie to leave the house. I washed out the bowl and spoon before putting them away and grabbing my back pack and walking out the front door. I made my way towards the high school. I can't wait to graduate this year! I entered the building and headed straight to the music room.
"Hello Octayne. You're in class early."
"You know I like to get here early." I said smiling and setting my things at my desk.
"How are you doing this morning?"
"Good I guess. The summer was filled with work at the All Night Diner everyday. Not much time to do anything else." I said getting my things ot and ready for class.
"I guess that's why you're my best student."
"I try to be. So what's going on this year?" I asked going over to her desk. I pulled out a chair and sat down.
"I think you should know this before anyone else. I'm retiring today. I just came by to give Mr. Sanders the keys."
"Retiring? Does that mean we'll have to go through all that stuff again?" I asked.
"No. I've already informed Mr. Sanders where we are and he said that he'll take over where we left off."
"That's a relief! I would hate to have to start over the same stuff again." I said sighing.
"I know but before I leave though, I would like to wish you a very Happy Birthday."
"Thank you Ms. LaBeck." I said smiling.
"Octayne please call me Chris. I'm not your teacher anymore."
"I know but I do it out of respect." I said smiling and Ms. LaBeck took out her phone.
"Mr. Sanders should have been here by now but I don't have anything planned." The bell rang and I put the chair back before going over to my desk as everyone else came in.
"Everyone listen up, I have an announcement." The whole classroom went quiet and gave her their attention.
"I've been this school's music teacher for 35 years and I can say it's been the best years. Unfortunately I'm retiring today and a Mr. Matthew Sanders will be your new teacher. Don't worry class I've told him where we left off and he is going to pick up where we left off." I heard a lot of sighs of relief on their faces.
"You all may do as you please until Mr. Sanders arrives." I got up from my seat and pulled out the same chair and sat down next to Chris...I mean Ms. LaBeck.
"So who is this Mr. Sanders that's replacing you?" I asked leaning back in my seat.
"I don't know too much about him. All I know is that he's been in music since he left this high school."
"That's cool." I said crossing my arms.
"Is there something?" "Will I have to prove myself to him?" I asked looking down.
"I've informed him all about you. He completely understand how you get around new people."
"I hate meeting new people." I said looking up. I moved in my chair and my ribs began to hurt and I instinctively grabbed them.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine. It's an old car accident injury. I move the wrong way and it hurts." I lied. I can't believe how long I've been lying to Ms. LaBeck.
"Is it painful?"
"It can be at times. Sometimes it feels like someone is sticking a red hot poker to my side." I said as I gently moved in my seat.
"Are you working tonight?"
"Yeah and then I'm off tomorrow, Saturday, and Sunday. I asked for a 3 day weekend so a friend of mine wants to do something for my birthday." I said smiling.
"That's wonderful. Is it a co-worker?"
"Yeah. She's so cool. she may be older than me but she's a very good friend." I said as the door opened. I looked over and seen a man in a suit walk in.
"Go take your seat."
"Yes ma'am." I said and I put the chair back before going to my desk. The man looked very attractive but he's probably married or maybe has a girlfriend.
"Everyone attention please." All the eyes went to Ms. LaBeck.
"This is Mr. Sanders. I expect all of you to give hi the same respect you show me. Now without further ado, I shall take my leave. Mr. Sanders, here are the keys to your new class." LaBeck handed her keys to Mr. Sanders before collecting her things and leaving the class. The room was so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Mr. Sanders looked around the room before picking up a dry erase marker and writing his name on the board.
"You all are so quiet. I'm sorry about my being late but now I'll open with some questions. If there's anything you want to know just ask." Mr. Sanders said and a blonde immediately raised her hand.
"What will you be changing in this class?"
"Ms. LaBeck taught all kinds of music but I only have one and that's Rock. No other music will be taught while I'm here." He said bluntly making the blonde pout her fake lips. I looked down at my arms tracing the scars that lie imbeded in my flesh as questions were flown at Mr. Sanders.
"Anymore questions?" he asked and the room was silent.
"Alright last night I didn't get a chance to look over what Ms. LaBeck has taught so you may have the rest of the day to talk amongst yourselves." He said and he leaned back in his chair as the other students started talking. I stared back down at my scars. I could have done something to stop them from doing this to me.
Why didn't I? I say there silently writing down things that needed to be bought. Every now and then I would look up at Mr. Sanders and he would be texting on his phone or looking through the grade book. I finished the list and folded it up ebfore putting it into my pocket.
"Octayne?" I looked up adn Mr. Sanders motioned me over to his desk. I got up slowly and walked up to his desk.
"Please sit down." He said pulling out a chair. I sat down and looked around.
"How did Ms. LaBeck teach?"
"She would...teach for 30 minutes then give us 2 class period to do our work and then after lunch she would teach...another 30 minutes and give us the rest of the day to do the assignment." I said looking down most of the tme.
"Does she take everything up at the end of the day?"
"If you're finished with it." I said scratching my hand.
"She told me that you're her best student."
"Yeah." I stated and I could feel the pain in my ribs start to hurt again.
"She also said that you spend your lunch in here. Why is that?"
"It's a comfort zone kind of thing." I said simply.
"I see. Don't worry just because she's gone doesn't mean you can't do the same things you did while she was here." I nodded.
"When is lunch?"
"In 5 minutes." I said looking up at the clock.
"How long is lunch?"
"20 minutes." I stated looking back down.
"You're very quiet."
"I like it that way." I said looking at my arms.
"Alright. You can go back to your desk." I nodded and put the seat back and went to my desk. I sat down carefully and started to draw.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NANCY'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I sat in the living room alone while Earl was with his old prison buddies finding out if they located that slut yet. I mean it's been 2 fucking years, they should've found her by now. I'm just about fed up with waiting. The door swung open and Earl walked in with a smile on his face as he flopped down on the couch.
"Baby, I have wonderful news."
"What honey?" I asked eagerly.
"Bo found out where she is. Apparently, she has a friend not too far from here and he supplied her with a whole new fake life with the name of Octayne Viscar. Bo had picture of her and I confirmed that it was the little bitch."
"Where is she and when are we going after her? Who's this fucker who supplied her all the shit?" I asked impatiently.
"Her friend's name is John Placid and he lives 6 houses down from us. He guys are going over there tonight to kill him and make it look lie an accident. Now for the slut, she's attending Huntington Beach High in Huntington Beach, California."
"When are we going?" I asked again.
"Now get your shit packed." I smiled and ran upstairs and immediately started packing mine and Earl's things. We went out of the house and to the airport where Earl purchase tickets to Los Angelos. I can't wait to fucking kill this little whore. When I'm done with her she won;t be able to graduate with the Class of 2011.
Huntington Beach High is a great school except for those goddamn cheerleaders that bully me day in and day out. They get on my fucking nerves at times! Since I have all my requirements done in such a short amount of time, I can stay in my music class with Ms. LaBeck. She's an awesome teacher and has taught me and the other 8 in the class how to position their voices to any style of music. She's not big on rap music but if one of the little cheerleading bitches ask for it to be taught she unfortunately does it. I can tell she hates teaching it. I can't wait to be going back into her class all day long and working on things.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 DAYS LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I awoke to my alarm blaring and I quickly shut it off. I laid there a minute before pulling myself out of bed and over to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped off my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and seen all the bruises that haven't healed from 2 years ago. My ribs hurt from time to time but only when I move a certain way. I stepped into the shower and washed the sweat from another nightmare but at least it didn't last long.
When I finished, I dried off and changed into the clothes I laid out in here last night before leaving the bathroom. I laid my dirty clothes in the basket right outside the bathroom door and made sure I had everything for the 1st day of my Senior Year. I went downstairs and made me some cereal and ate it waiting for the tie to leave the house. I washed out the bowl and spoon before putting them away and grabbing my back pack and walking out the front door. I made my way towards the high school. I can't wait to graduate this year! I entered the building and headed straight to the music room.
"Hello Octayne. You're in class early."
"You know I like to get here early." I said smiling and setting my things at my desk.
"How are you doing this morning?"
"Good I guess. The summer was filled with work at the All Night Diner everyday. Not much time to do anything else." I said getting my things ot and ready for class.
"I guess that's why you're my best student."
"I try to be. So what's going on this year?" I asked going over to her desk. I pulled out a chair and sat down.
"I think you should know this before anyone else. I'm retiring today. I just came by to give Mr. Sanders the keys."
"Retiring? Does that mean we'll have to go through all that stuff again?" I asked.
"No. I've already informed Mr. Sanders where we are and he said that he'll take over where we left off."
"That's a relief! I would hate to have to start over the same stuff again." I said sighing.
"I know but before I leave though, I would like to wish you a very Happy Birthday."
"Thank you Ms. LaBeck." I said smiling.
"Octayne please call me Chris. I'm not your teacher anymore."
"I know but I do it out of respect." I said smiling and Ms. LaBeck took out her phone.
"Mr. Sanders should have been here by now but I don't have anything planned." The bell rang and I put the chair back before going over to my desk as everyone else came in.
"Everyone listen up, I have an announcement." The whole classroom went quiet and gave her their attention.
"I've been this school's music teacher for 35 years and I can say it's been the best years. Unfortunately I'm retiring today and a Mr. Matthew Sanders will be your new teacher. Don't worry class I've told him where we left off and he is going to pick up where we left off." I heard a lot of sighs of relief on their faces.
"You all may do as you please until Mr. Sanders arrives." I got up from my seat and pulled out the same chair and sat down next to Chris...I mean Ms. LaBeck.
"So who is this Mr. Sanders that's replacing you?" I asked leaning back in my seat.
"I don't know too much about him. All I know is that he's been in music since he left this high school."
"That's cool." I said crossing my arms.
"Is there something?" "Will I have to prove myself to him?" I asked looking down.
"I've informed him all about you. He completely understand how you get around new people."
"I hate meeting new people." I said looking up. I moved in my chair and my ribs began to hurt and I instinctively grabbed them.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine. It's an old car accident injury. I move the wrong way and it hurts." I lied. I can't believe how long I've been lying to Ms. LaBeck.
"Is it painful?"
"It can be at times. Sometimes it feels like someone is sticking a red hot poker to my side." I said as I gently moved in my seat.
"Are you working tonight?"
"Yeah and then I'm off tomorrow, Saturday, and Sunday. I asked for a 3 day weekend so a friend of mine wants to do something for my birthday." I said smiling.
"That's wonderful. Is it a co-worker?"
"Yeah. She's so cool. she may be older than me but she's a very good friend." I said as the door opened. I looked over and seen a man in a suit walk in.
"Go take your seat."
"Yes ma'am." I said and I put the chair back before going to my desk. The man looked very attractive but he's probably married or maybe has a girlfriend.
"Everyone attention please." All the eyes went to Ms. LaBeck.
"This is Mr. Sanders. I expect all of you to give hi the same respect you show me. Now without further ado, I shall take my leave. Mr. Sanders, here are the keys to your new class." LaBeck handed her keys to Mr. Sanders before collecting her things and leaving the class. The room was so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Mr. Sanders looked around the room before picking up a dry erase marker and writing his name on the board.
"You all are so quiet. I'm sorry about my being late but now I'll open with some questions. If there's anything you want to know just ask." Mr. Sanders said and a blonde immediately raised her hand.
"What will you be changing in this class?"
"Ms. LaBeck taught all kinds of music but I only have one and that's Rock. No other music will be taught while I'm here." He said bluntly making the blonde pout her fake lips. I looked down at my arms tracing the scars that lie imbeded in my flesh as questions were flown at Mr. Sanders.
"Anymore questions?" he asked and the room was silent.
"Alright last night I didn't get a chance to look over what Ms. LaBeck has taught so you may have the rest of the day to talk amongst yourselves." He said and he leaned back in his chair as the other students started talking. I stared back down at my scars. I could have done something to stop them from doing this to me.
Why didn't I? I say there silently writing down things that needed to be bought. Every now and then I would look up at Mr. Sanders and he would be texting on his phone or looking through the grade book. I finished the list and folded it up ebfore putting it into my pocket.
"Octayne?" I looked up adn Mr. Sanders motioned me over to his desk. I got up slowly and walked up to his desk.
"Please sit down." He said pulling out a chair. I sat down and looked around.
"How did Ms. LaBeck teach?"
"She would...teach for 30 minutes then give us 2 class period to do our work and then after lunch she would teach...another 30 minutes and give us the rest of the day to do the assignment." I said looking down most of the tme.
"Does she take everything up at the end of the day?"
"If you're finished with it." I said scratching my hand.
"She told me that you're her best student."
"Yeah." I stated and I could feel the pain in my ribs start to hurt again.
"She also said that you spend your lunch in here. Why is that?"
"It's a comfort zone kind of thing." I said simply.
"I see. Don't worry just because she's gone doesn't mean you can't do the same things you did while she was here." I nodded.
"When is lunch?"
"In 5 minutes." I said looking up at the clock.
"How long is lunch?"
"20 minutes." I stated looking back down.
"You're very quiet."
"I like it that way." I said looking at my arms.
"Alright. You can go back to your desk." I nodded and put the seat back and went to my desk. I sat down carefully and started to draw.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NANCY'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I sat in the living room alone while Earl was with his old prison buddies finding out if they located that slut yet. I mean it's been 2 fucking years, they should've found her by now. I'm just about fed up with waiting. The door swung open and Earl walked in with a smile on his face as he flopped down on the couch.
"Baby, I have wonderful news."
"What honey?" I asked eagerly.
"Bo found out where she is. Apparently, she has a friend not too far from here and he supplied her with a whole new fake life with the name of Octayne Viscar. Bo had picture of her and I confirmed that it was the little bitch."
"Where is she and when are we going after her? Who's this fucker who supplied her all the shit?" I asked impatiently.
"Her friend's name is John Placid and he lives 6 houses down from us. He guys are going over there tonight to kill him and make it look lie an accident. Now for the slut, she's attending Huntington Beach High in Huntington Beach, California."
"When are we going?" I asked again.
"Now get your shit packed." I smiled and ran upstairs and immediately started packing mine and Earl's things. We went out of the house and to the airport where Earl purchase tickets to Los Angelos. I can't wait to fucking kill this little whore. When I'm done with her she won;t be able to graduate with the Class of 2011.
3/18/13