This particular story started about 30+ years ago in one form or another. A little over a decade ago I put together one page. So here we are. Where do I go from here who knows; it is what it is.
Again, this is going to be in pieces.....so here is another "Piece"...enjoy.
The Arena
Monua Cary
©2013
Christmas
Eve
As boring as home life was on a regular basis, today
took the absolute cake Avery thought. Boring boring boring! If she could shout
it from every corner of the house she would! “My family is so lame!” Avery’s
thoughts screamed. Restriction sucks regardless of why, she thought as she
paced the floor in her bedroom. The walls seemed to close in around her.
Kicking the clothes that laid precariously on the floor, she took little
satisfaction as they hurled through the air and silently into the far wall.
“Avery, you know you were wrong in not telling us you went to Bryan’s house without our permission. It isn’t proper for a young lady. In my day..” “I don’t care what you did in your day!” Avery screamed at her mother. “I’m not a kid anymore! You and dad just don’t want me to have a life! I’m tired of you guys controlling my life! I hate you!” turning, she stormed down the hall to her room. Life was just so unfair! Bryan was her best friend and he always had her back. Up until today that is. His dad was the deacon in the church, and no matter what Bryan did, his dad always took up for him. Bryan could get by with murder and his dad would smooth it over. So when they got caught at his house alone without his parents knowing, and of course her mom definitely not knowing, all hell broke loose. Okay, maybe the vodka bottle and glasses on the table along with a little weed was wrong, but hey, it’s our life right? We’re young adults and perfectly able to take care of our own business! Righhhhhtttt. So what does Bryan do? That weasel tells his dad it was my idea! “NOW I’m GROUNDED and my life is OVER!” she yelled to Bryan from her moms’ cell phone, which she conveniently swiped in her tirade down the hall to her room. “Don’t be such a girl Avery, it will all blow over and everything will be back to normal. I’ll talk to my dad and he’ll talk to your dad, and voila! All done.”
“Dude, you have no idea what you’ve done! My mom will KEEP me grounded til I graduate! You threw me under the freakin’ bus man, and I’m really ticked off! How could you do that to me?” “Avery listen, It’s all ok, okay? Trust me chica, have I ever not come through?” Bryan was smooth, and Avery couldn’t resist his charm. He was her best friend after all, and yeah he messed up sometimes, but things got fixed one way or another. His dad also had clout at church and so maybe things would get patched up soon. He’d talk to her parents. But there was that nagging thought about mom. Mom meant what she said and restriction meant just that…no life for who knows how long! Avery could deal with her mom being such a tough case, but when it came to her dad, she couldn’t stand the look of disappointment on his face when she screwed up. He was her rock, and pillow to soften the blow of moms’ sentencing. Derek McFadden was her hero. Tall, dark and handsome….”for a parent” she thought wryly. Dad was as honest as the day was long. If there really were Christians out there, her dad was the real dealio. Not like Bryan’s dad, the deacon; who always seemed to twist things around to make it seem right. She had to give her parents credit for something, Bryan’s dad was creepy. They were wrong about Bryan though. He was gorgeous and smart. Captain of the football team, he could have any girl at school he wanted, and he wanted ME. He was a real life Thor in the flesh. Mom said “he wants something you shouldn’t give Avery. You’re a lovely young lady and deserve respect. Boys like him only want one thing, and then they’ll be done with you and move on to the next girl. He isn’t a nice boy”….”NICE?” dude! He was nice, and handsome and so…so…perfect! Mom was totally wrong!
“And now I’m freaking grounded!” yelling once again, hoping her parents would hear her loud and clear from the kitchen.
“I’ve got to get outta here! But how?”
A light tapping on her door, Avery looked over at the closed entrance to her room. “They can all go pound salt for all I care!” keeping those thoughts locked inside of her brain and not onto her tongue…that would mean forever shackled to this room!
“Avery?” her dad said softly. “Av? Can you hear me hon?” “Crap!” she thought. Dad always called her Av, sounded like Abe, but with a V. Calling her Av always made her calm and feel…well, feel loved. Like being wrapped in a down blanket on a wintry day by the fire. Dad could always soothe her fears and keep her from completely going berserk; unlike her mother who was always preaching to her about Jesus and His love, and getting saved; all that Christian stuff. Didn’t her mom know she wasn’t interested in Jesus right now. She had plenty of time to think about Christianity. Maybe when she got older and life was almost over, she might. Whatever. It always made her upset when Mrs. Susan McFadden would make her feel like she was always going to hell for something. Mom was Miss Perfect! Never said a bad word in her life probably!
Tap tap, “Av?”, “yeah dad I’m here.” Her staunch resolve melting for the bazillionth time, she opened the door to find her dad smiling that perfect smile of his. Reaching his arms to her, he pulled her into a big hug. “C’mon, let’s go have some of those cookies your mom has been slaving over”, kissing her on the forehead and down the hall they went. “I love you dad, but this is far from over!” she thought as she put her arm around the only hero that walked the earth…well, except Bryan of course.
“Avery, you know you were wrong in not telling us you went to Bryan’s house without our permission. It isn’t proper for a young lady. In my day..” “I don’t care what you did in your day!” Avery screamed at her mother. “I’m not a kid anymore! You and dad just don’t want me to have a life! I’m tired of you guys controlling my life! I hate you!” turning, she stormed down the hall to her room. Life was just so unfair! Bryan was her best friend and he always had her back. Up until today that is. His dad was the deacon in the church, and no matter what Bryan did, his dad always took up for him. Bryan could get by with murder and his dad would smooth it over. So when they got caught at his house alone without his parents knowing, and of course her mom definitely not knowing, all hell broke loose. Okay, maybe the vodka bottle and glasses on the table along with a little weed was wrong, but hey, it’s our life right? We’re young adults and perfectly able to take care of our own business! Righhhhhtttt. So what does Bryan do? That weasel tells his dad it was my idea! “NOW I’m GROUNDED and my life is OVER!” she yelled to Bryan from her moms’ cell phone, which she conveniently swiped in her tirade down the hall to her room. “Don’t be such a girl Avery, it will all blow over and everything will be back to normal. I’ll talk to my dad and he’ll talk to your dad, and voila! All done.”
“Dude, you have no idea what you’ve done! My mom will KEEP me grounded til I graduate! You threw me under the freakin’ bus man, and I’m really ticked off! How could you do that to me?” “Avery listen, It’s all ok, okay? Trust me chica, have I ever not come through?” Bryan was smooth, and Avery couldn’t resist his charm. He was her best friend after all, and yeah he messed up sometimes, but things got fixed one way or another. His dad also had clout at church and so maybe things would get patched up soon. He’d talk to her parents. But there was that nagging thought about mom. Mom meant what she said and restriction meant just that…no life for who knows how long! Avery could deal with her mom being such a tough case, but when it came to her dad, she couldn’t stand the look of disappointment on his face when she screwed up. He was her rock, and pillow to soften the blow of moms’ sentencing. Derek McFadden was her hero. Tall, dark and handsome….”for a parent” she thought wryly. Dad was as honest as the day was long. If there really were Christians out there, her dad was the real dealio. Not like Bryan’s dad, the deacon; who always seemed to twist things around to make it seem right. She had to give her parents credit for something, Bryan’s dad was creepy. They were wrong about Bryan though. He was gorgeous and smart. Captain of the football team, he could have any girl at school he wanted, and he wanted ME. He was a real life Thor in the flesh. Mom said “he wants something you shouldn’t give Avery. You’re a lovely young lady and deserve respect. Boys like him only want one thing, and then they’ll be done with you and move on to the next girl. He isn’t a nice boy”….”NICE?” dude! He was nice, and handsome and so…so…perfect! Mom was totally wrong!
“And now I’m freaking grounded!” yelling once again, hoping her parents would hear her loud and clear from the kitchen.
“I’ve got to get outta here! But how?”
A light tapping on her door, Avery looked over at the closed entrance to her room. “They can all go pound salt for all I care!” keeping those thoughts locked inside of her brain and not onto her tongue…that would mean forever shackled to this room!
“Avery?” her dad said softly. “Av? Can you hear me hon?” “Crap!” she thought. Dad always called her Av, sounded like Abe, but with a V. Calling her Av always made her calm and feel…well, feel loved. Like being wrapped in a down blanket on a wintry day by the fire. Dad could always soothe her fears and keep her from completely going berserk; unlike her mother who was always preaching to her about Jesus and His love, and getting saved; all that Christian stuff. Didn’t her mom know she wasn’t interested in Jesus right now. She had plenty of time to think about Christianity. Maybe when she got older and life was almost over, she might. Whatever. It always made her upset when Mrs. Susan McFadden would make her feel like she was always going to hell for something. Mom was Miss Perfect! Never said a bad word in her life probably!
Tap tap, “Av?”, “yeah dad I’m here.” Her staunch resolve melting for the bazillionth time, she opened the door to find her dad smiling that perfect smile of his. Reaching his arms to her, he pulled her into a big hug. “C’mon, let’s go have some of those cookies your mom has been slaving over”, kissing her on the forehead and down the hall they went. “I love you dad, but this is far from over!” she thought as she put her arm around the only hero that walked the earth…well, except Bryan of course.
To be continued......
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