Fan Fiction ❯ Atheist Camp ❯ Chapter VI ( Chapter 6 )

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Atheist Camp

Chapter Six

By Violet Dragon

In order to prove the fundamentalists wrong, in terms that the atheists taught bad morals, the camp didn't kick me out after my fight with Randy. How this proved the fundamentalists wrong, I don't know. Apparently they thought I `needed' their help, that I was lost after my mentor Dominick died—although they always used the phrase `passed away'. I suppose that this was to lessen the blow of his death upon my shoulders. However, it did the opposite of just that. I felt the weight of his death even more when people denied or stepped around the fact that Dom had shot himself. I still didn't know why he had done that either.

In addition to saving me, I couldn't go home since my parents were out of town. As they always were when I was in camp.

Allie shook me awake one morning, while the other boys were at breakfast. Her dreads fell into my face, tickling my nose and throat, and woke up agitated. I blinked in confusion, wondering what was the matter.

She rolled her eyes at me, and I immediately knew she was angry.

“You are one stupid mother-fucker,” She stated.

“Thank you.” I dragged my legs over the side of my bed to sit up, and stretched out. “What is this all of the sudden?”

“Why would you attack that stupid kid?” She started out with a soft shout. “I know he's a moron, and likes to pick on people just to see them squirm, but you shouldn't play him like that. I can't believe you! I can't believe you beat the shit out of him! You're just lucky he's in trouble too for picking on that girl, or you're be in a deeper load of shit!!” She stood up from my bed suddenly, throwing her arms into the air as if trying to grab and throttle something.

“I know, I'm sorry…” I apologized for the hundredth time in those past few days. “I just snapped; I don't know what happened. I couldn't help it, he's just such a dickwad.”

She rubbed her brow, and I detected there was something more to her anger. Moisture glanced off her eyelashes, but she did not cry.

I felt my expression soften. “Allie… Allie, I'm so sorry. I really wasn't in my right mind, I won't do it again.”

I pulled her down and hugged her, and she looked so upset right then, I felt the passion emanating from her body. “Are you okay?”

She laughed mockingly, a short and spiteful mockery. “Yeah, it's you I'm worried about. I'm so, so worried about you Eric…” She spoke down into a whisper.

I frowned. “Why?”

“Because, the way you're acting lately… you act like nothing happened to Dominick! I didn't even know the guy, but I know how much he meant to you, even if you barely talk about him to me. And then this outburst the other day… I wish I had been there to help you.”

“It's not your job to help me.” I let go of her.

“I don't care, I want to help anyway. I can do whatever I want to do, Eric,” she said my name again.

I rested my elbows on my knees, and my cheeks in my hands. “Yeah. It's a `free country.'”

She laughed shortly, a little. I could always make her laugh.

“Please keep it under control… I couldn't take it if you got hurt…” she looked at me.

“I'll try the absolute best I can. You know I've never yelled at anyone before in my life. Or punched anyone like that.” I snickered while I cried.

Allie started crying and laughing with me, and I realized how ridiculous it all was. People were the most ridiculous beings on the face of the universe. We get utterly upset just because someone thinks that Green Day sucks, and that the Red Hot Chili Peppers were amazing. Personally, I was a Chili Peppers fan, but Green Day was okay by me too.

But honestly, as long as we're happy with what we do and who we love, why did all these arguments and fights matter? Why in God's name do we fight constantly? Get so angry with one another's opinions, and feel incompetent when we can't justify our beliefs to some other person.

I hate it when I realize these important things, but can't do a thing about them. That is, what I mean is that I know what I'm doing wrong, but I can't change. I always argue with people, and beat them down when they can't speak for themselves, and I know what I do is ugly. But I don't change it.

“I'm going to go to breakfast, do you want to go?” Allie said finally.

“Yeah, definitely…” I pulled on my jeans. “Hey, doesn't the security in this place suck? You'd think they would notice a girl going to the boys' cabin during a meal… I mean, as far as they're concerned, we're doing the nasty right now.”

Allie giggled and lightly smacked me. “I guess they just don't care if you're trying to bang me.”

“`Bang' me? How crude of you Allie… You must be hornier than me.” I smirked.

“Shut up, let's go eat.” She rolled her eyes once again, and hooked her arm in mine.

I saw Jean leave the cabin next to mine, and waved to him. Allie didn't see him, and therefore missed him rolling his eyes at her. I flipped him off, naturally.

“Allie, is it alright if I talk to Jean? I'll meet you for food in a minute then.”

She nodded and squeezed my shoulder before moving on.

Jean had a long sweater on that hid his small, lithe body. He ruffled his hair and walked over to me after Allie was a safe distance away.

“Heard you got into a fight. Too bad I missed it.” He grinned at me.

“Yeah, well, it wasn't exactly enjoyable.” I said with honesty.

“Whatever it was, that Randy guy deserved it. He keeps calling me a faggot. He's a total sex offender.”

I laughed at him. “Yeah, I suppose he is. That's the only reason neither of us got kicked out—they're condemning him for being an asshole, and agitating everyone else in camp. I guess they didn't know about it before now though.”

“That's bullshit—he's been bothering that Fay chick forever, and she kept complaining to Smith. But y'know, Smith isn't going to do anything about it. I think he's sexist.”

I nodded in acknowledgement. “Listen, I have to eat with Allie, she's worried about me. Want to talk later?”

“Sure,” he side-stepped his usual comments about Allie. “Have fu—un.” He waved to me sweetly.

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A/N: Yeah, I know, short crap chapter. Blah! But—

1. I had to re-write this, because somehow, the first draft was completely lost, and I didn't remember what I wrote, so I was impatient the 2nd time around.

2. Like I said last time, I shall try my best to make the next much more fulfilling (didn't I say that last chapter??).

3. And now that I know what direction this is taking, an important milestone shall take place in chapter seven.

4. Or I'll change my mind and it won't.

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