Saturday, April 24, 2010

pure torture

What Dev really needed was a cigarette right now, preferably a homemade one with the good stuff. He sat there studying this new and not so improved Izzy. There was something faintly familiar about him. Her. He shut his eyes imaging Izzy. His Izzy. Not this crap one, who he wanted to be an impostor.

After a good game of 20 questions. The highs and lows of A levels and how Dev got the stitches under his chin when someone got his back side at a soccer game....

"Well, you sure know your shit about her." Dev shrugged.

"Dev, its me. I'm sorry. I don't know what I did. I don't know.... how it happened." Izzy glared back at him as he sipped his tea.

"Just when the fucking is finally getting good, this shit happens." There were plenty of squabbles he could bring up, but he didn't. He sensed that Izzy was scared. It was just hard to console him. "You can't expect me to be happy, you know. And if you're a liar, I will kill you with my bare hands!"

"You know what a load of shit you are, about crap like that." Izzy sounded very Izzy now. Not letting him get away with a thing, as usual. Always holding him accountable. Seriously, when was she ever on his side. "When's the last time you've ever been in a fight?"

"All right." Dev's eyes lit. "But I mean it this time. I do." He banged his fist against the table.

Izzy gave him a sour look.

"Now what?" Dev drank his tea then.

"I want to go home."

Dev spewed tea across the table, hitting the sleeve of his shirt on Izzy.

"Are you shit'n me?" Dev glared as if that would be impossible.

"What can I do here? Really?" Izzy scowled with the most soured glare.

"Maybe its voodoo or something." Dev shrugged as if he had to believe in something, suddenly. He did not know what to make of this freak moment.

"Its not. I can't say when it happened. Why it happened. But I've change." Izzy looked at him blankly.

"Yeah, damn straight." Dev winced.

"Would they let me out of the country?" Izzy tossed his ID across the table then.

Dev just smiled as he looked at her picture. All soft and sweet. He looked up at Izzy who needed a shave.

"Tell them you had a sex change." Dev didn't know what else to say.

"Maybe I should get checked out." Izzy shrugged.

"Here?" Dev didn't like the idea.

"I just want to go home. I might need a doctor's note or something." Izzy told him.

"You sure you want to go there? I mean, they might hand your body right over to science or something, and you'll be in a test tube for the rest of your life." Dev's face tensed.

"Quit trying the scare the shits out me, will you!" Izzy scolded.

"Sorry, just saying, you want to end up on the front page of the Inquire?" Dev shrugged.

"No."

"We'll just put a little lippy on you. Fill out your bra and go from there. All right." Dev thought that would be a simple enough plan. "And if they still question you, we'll just say you were in an accident after that picture was taken."

Izzy sucked in a breath. Finally gave a nod as if he was up for it.

5 comments:

meg said...

At least they are talking and Dev is behind him..sort of. I hope.

ellie said...

Maybe Dev will help.

Holly said...

Dev is interesting.

stylechanges said...

sounds interesting very cool

Cafe Fashionista said...

I just hope Dev has Izzy's best interests in mind. :/