Untouchable: Chapter 49: As good as Damned: Oliver
Oliver was annoyed that the injection had failed, for the
SQL servers in ring one. At the rate of errors his team ran into this week's
deployment would be late, Damn all my
personal shit.
He rubbed the side of his muzzle and yawned.
Sean still hadn't read his texts and on friend finder it
showed him somewhere on the Aurora street Bridge for some reason.
What could I text
him to get him to talk to me, we can't just ignore each other now.
He went to the kitchen and warmed some of the soup Paul
made him. Despite being on a liquid diet he liked not needing to make lunch.
He messaged Paul, "Hope you're having a great day I
had more soup, thanks again."
"Any time, how are the meds settling today?" Paul
sent back.
"Still a bit off but that might be the new normal.
So do you think I'm being ridiculous to feel hurt by my dad's response? I mean
he spoke to you it doesn't even seem real," Oliver texted.
"It didn't feel real when my dad died, there was no
body recovered, being a war zone and all, it still doesn't feel real and hurts
but I can't change it. I'm here for you."
"Hugs, so where are you shopping now?"
"Crate and a Barrel."
"If you're buying what I think you're buying it's
still a bit early for that," Oliver texted.
"Maybe but it's so pretty and it's real wood," Paul
wrote back.
"It'll still be there if you end up needing it, wait
for Black Friday, I mean you have time, at least get a deal."
"Oh nice, I'll price check at Sear's and Macy's
too."
"Lol, fine I'll see you later rather than sooner
then," Oliver texted.
He cleaned up his lunch, Is Sean ok, wait did Xander meet up with Sean?
"Hey Xander, do you know why is Sean on Aurora? Did
you see him at City Hall?" Oliver texted.
"Shit that's where he is. I need you to call him and
text him, I'm on my way there," Xander texted.
"Sean's not taking calls or reading his texts."
"That's fine, just give him something to ignore, Oliver
this is important!"
Oliver paced his living room while he pulled up Sean's
contact info. His phone buzzed as he hit dial.
In his ear he heard breathing.
"...Hello, is someone there?" Oliver said.
"Son, I called to talk, man to man" Dad said.
Ice ran down Oliver's spine, "Oh, I thought I was
shunned and you were all done with me?"
"Distant not done, we can't have you interacting
with the family or community, your choices aren't appropriate."
"Who said anything about choices, you know nothing
about me or my life, it's been two, no, it's been over three years dad." Oliver
shredded his last good throw pillow.
"We couldn't have you there with the grandkits
coming over."
"Why because they would catch gay?"
"No the FIV, it's dangerous, your dangerous, the
faithful can't have those toxins in their bodies," Dad said.
"You mean medicine, like those antibiotics, which I
recall you had mom take when she got pneumonia."
"She never forgave me my weakness in faith,
son."
"You shunned me, I'm not your son remember."
"Shunned or not you're still my son, that I failed
to raise right, train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he
won't turn from you, what did I do wrong?" Dad said.
"Nothing dad you didn't fail me, except throwing me
out when I needed you," Oliver claws bit into his phone case.
"You were living a lie, debauchery or drugs."
"Wrong I didn't do drugs and I didn't choose to have
sex. If you had talk to me you'd have known me and my life but you
didn't."
"There is always a choice," dad said.
"Not when you are raped... I chose to go to
someone's house foolish yes, but I didn't want that, I didn't want this," Oliver
said, then made himself sit on the couch his heart pounded in his ears.
"But you are taking medicine opening your
veins."
"I'm staying alive."
"The Prime would sustain you if he wills it."
"I guess I lost faith when you cut me off," Oliver
said.
"Then you never really had faith to begin
with," dad said, "So I failed you."
"So my faith is your failure, that doesn't make
sense."
"Are you now living as a gay man?"
"Why would that matter now, I'm dangerous
remember." Kissing Sean, stripping
with Sean, cuddling Xander, I am gay now.
"Medicine is far more permissible then other
behaviors," Dad said.
"Oh so it's ok to take medicine if you're a
victim," Oliver asked.
"Who said you would continue taking that medicine,
you must return to faith."
"Faith won't keep me alive, the Prime gave us people
wise enough to make these things they are tools, like a hammer or a nail."
"The Angel, the Son of the Prime, took nails into
himself, so we wouldn't have too, you need faith, speak the name of the Prime
and he will free you son," Dad said.
"I did Dad, when I had faith, I don't know what I
have now," Oliver said with arm rest stuffing stuck to his claws.
"Then that wasn't faith."
"Then I can't have faith or love, because you
haven't taught me right."
"For this reason God gave them up to vile passions.
For even their women exchanged the natural use for what is against
nature."?"I
have read all of this before," Oliver said then dug further into the arm
rest.
"Likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of
the woman, burned in their lust for one another, men with men committing what
is shameful, and receiving in themselves the penalty of their error which was
due." Dad said.
"Are you saying FIV is my due?"
"And even as they did not like to retain God in
their knowledge, God gave them over to a debased mind, to do those things which
are not fitting."
"I see you called to preach at me."
"To the pure all things are pure to those who are
corrupted and do not believe nothing is pure neither their mind nor their
Conscience," Dad said.
"So you are saying my mind was corrupted, so I can't
have faith, and because I don't have faith God turned me Gay at twelve, and
then had me raped and given FIV to teach me a lesson," Oliver asked.
"You have lost the Lords favor, son it would be
better for you to die without your medicine but in the faith, your mother and I
would then at least see you in heaven."
"Shouldn't that be between me and the Prime?"
"If you had a testimony but you have abandoned
yours."
"I abandoned nothing, I pray to the Prime and I go
to a Pridian Service Thursday evenings. I have my testimony you're the only one
saying it's gone," Oliver said.
"A corrupted testimony is not a testimony," Dad
said.
"Does an adulterer lose their Testimony when they
remarry?"
"That's not the same they don't go on sinning."
"Like hell they don't, every time that couple has
sex its adultery or are you going to pick and choose what's relevant scripture
for a Primes Witness?" Oliver said and when his dad didn't speak he
continued, "If the Prime is the Prime and gives grace to the adulterer,
there has to be grace for the gay."
"How have you been so turned by Satan," Dad said.
"So to disagree with you means I'm a child of hell? Who
made you the Prime?"
"I'm not the Prime but you are not a Witness."
"I guess you're right, I'm not a Witness as you
define it, but I still love the Prime despite every stumbling block you've put
before me."
"Son I will pray that the Prime sets you free,"
Dad said.
"The only thing I need to be free from is needless
hate," Oliver said, Damnit he is
going to pray now.
"Prime our father, I ask you set my son, who is
fallen, free."
"I'm not possessed, dad."
"Banish this demon of lust that pursues him."
"Should I pray in argument, Prime please help my dad
be less of a hypocrite," Oliver said.
"Prime my son is entangled in the thorns help him
stand fast in the liberty which hath made us free, and be not entangled in the
yoke of bondage," Dad said more loudly.
"Prime, help my father to love others, even sinners,
more than his own selfish love."
"Prime, he is blinded by his anger for my actions,
please help him for you hath not given him the spirit of fear; but of power,
and of love, and of a sound mind, return his mind to your way."
"My mind is perfectly sound, I'm not the one that's
assuming logical arguments mean demon possession," Oliver yelled.
"Prime our Father my son is not my son anymore,
please, PLEASE, bring him back to us, to you, for the thief comes only to
steal, kill and destroy, you came that they may have life, and have it abundantly,
raise him as you raise you're angel," Dad said then sobbed.
"Oh, now you care, where were you dad, when I needed
you, you lived like I was dead."
"Not dead damned, you are as good as damned, please
son, Please listen to reason."
"I have my reason, you're the one that's lost
it."
"Prime help my son to be made free from sin..."
Dad said while he cried more, "and become a servant to you, give him your
fruit of holiness, and the everlasting life."
"Why can't you love me for me, you only ever, ever
and always, wanted me to be something else," Oliver yelled.
"Prime forgive me, Oliver forgive me I failed you
both."
"That's right you failed you are incapable of loving
on any other terms but your own, you arrogant, selfish, fool!"
"You don't even understand FIV, if you did you'd
know I'm not a risk being near the grandkits," Oliver yelled but the line
was dead.
"PRIME FUCKING DAMNIT!" Oliver screamed then
slammed the phone into the floor and stomped on it.
The heat of his rage transformed to an avalanche, I was going to call Sean, "no, no,
No, NO Prime no."