Chapter Twenty One
The fall leaves of November were raping against the window of Joan’s house as The Children Of Darkness had their first meeting sense the death of Ratliff. The entire house was filled top to bottom with the scent of fresh green tea. For Vincent, sense he had to say something, this was quite relaxing. He knew that some of the members of the group were distraught over the entire ordeal, but he had to say something to comfort them about this.
“Okay guys, I want to talk about what had happen and your guys’ opinions. Now, I know what we did we could get into a shit load of trouble for. I am aware of that. But, look at it like this: We had the right to get rid of him. He was not needed at all in society. SO, in a way, we all done this world a good job.”
“I guess so. It just sickens me that we would do something like this. I, I just do not like it.” It was Jadis that spoke out. “I have not slept or eaten in a few days because my mind keeps on racing about this. Non stop. I just feel that something bad will come out of us acting like fucking mafia members! What will happen if we get caught? We live in a society that if we kill, life in prison! You understand that? Then we have the fact that someone could have seen us. We are now in a bad position and I want to know what you are planning on doing about it.” Everyone looked at Vincent when she said this.
“Believe it or not, I do have a plan. I talk to our master pyro-technicians about this and I was led to believe that the explosions used to burn Ratliff destroyed any and all evidence of us fucking around with his body. Then you have the fact that there were other kids that stomped on him. Front what Tad’s mom’s new boyfriend (seriously dude, is your mom on Craig’s list nonstop or what?), we have been able to see that numerous foot prints have smeared his heart that I destroyed. So, for that we need not worry. Anything else?” When Vincent was done speaking, it was Maxine that spoke next.
“Yes. I am quitting.” Everyone looked at her.
“Why?” Vincent said.
“Because it is against my moral faith to continue with such evil and vial things. Now, if we were to jump them, then that would be one thing. But, look at us! We are murderers! People against my God! Well, due to religious faith, I can not continue on with this. I am sorry.” She got up, leaving.
“Maxine!” Vincent ran after her. “Look, I know that you are troubled by this. You are not the only one. But, look at it like this: If we get into trouble, so will you sense you helped us out with his death. So, before you go out and exclude yourself, rethink about that. Carefully.” And Maxine done so. After a few minutes, she decided.
“I have. And I say: I quite. I will be your guy’s friend still. But I can not take no more of this group.” She turned and left. “If I decide to return, I will let you know.” Then, she left the stage.
“Okay, we just lost one member. How lucky are we?” Vincent grumbled.
“Her final reason?” Tad said.
“Religious conflicts. That is why.” They were all silent for a while. The aroma of tea filled the air. It cleared their minds. What was on their minds was the same unison question: Do we really want to continue and is this even worth it? The silence was killing Vincent. After a few moments, he took a deep breath.
“As far as I am aware of, we will not have to do anything with this group. So, what I have thought about doing is this: Have this group take a break for a while. Next week we will meet up at Zat’s house and discuss one thing and one thing only: If we even want to continue this group or not. I have a feeling that I know your answers. Regardless, I want you all to think carefully before you make your final choice.” Vincent took a breath.
A week has passes and now they were inside Zat’s bedroom. His room was bare except for a bed, desk, cabinet, and some chairs. Once seated, Vincent decided to now bring up the main topic of this conversation.
“As I said last week,” he said with a deep breath. “I wanted you all to think about continuing this group. I know some of you do not want to be part of a group that has killed people. I am aware of that. So, if you have anything you feel the need to say about this group, say so now.” They were al silent. Until one person spoke.
“I do not mind the group.” Said Job. “I just do not now like the fact that we ended up killing someone and putting their family in more strain sense they just lost both of their kids, even thought one was a bastard.” Almost everyone agreed.
“And, I do not know what is going to happen now.” Ronnie started. “I mean, yes no one has as of yet said anything to us about the death. But it does not mean that we can just continue parading around like nothing happened. It just, it just would not work.”
“Actually, does anyone know what has happened to the group after the little event took place?” Cyri said this.
“They disbanded.” Vincent said. “It turned out that they did not care about Ratliff at all. They just wanted his money and when he died, money is what they got. They went into his house (broke in more like it), took his credit card, and raided his savings account. Then destroyed the card so that no one can find out that it was them who took it.” Everyone looked at Vincent, wondering how the hell he knew that. “I know about that because in my social studies class I over heard a conversation between Snoop, Lee, and Mychael. They said that they did not give a fuck about his death, just money. I head them explain how they took his money out. So, The Children Of Ghetto disbanded after the death of their leader. So, it must have been a pure suck-ish group.” Everyone was quiet.
“SO, there is no reason for us to continue then, is there?” Cyri said.
“Now, there you are wrong. There are other gangs that we can still disband if they start screwing around with us. But I doubt that they would even attack us, seeing as how we already slaughtered someone. Same reason why if anyone saw us that night they will not rat us out: Because they know that someone will silence them if they let it out what we done. So, that is why we are safe.” Everyone was just quiet.
“Okay, lets us all talk about the main topic for a second: What is your guy’s stand on this group? How many of you feel like quieting this group?” Vincent was quiet after he said that.
“I do not think this group should be disbanded.” Dumas said. “But, I think we should take a bit of a hiatus for a while. We just done something drastic and, boarder line shocking. Some of us are a little bit shaken by this. I think that, lets just say, after winter holidays in December we meet again on the first Friday after we get back into school then we talk about the group, seeing how it all goes. If we decide to continue, then we continue. If we decide to quite, then we quite.” Everyone went and agreed with this idea. Vincent wanted an answer from everyone if they wanted to quite or stay, but thought that this would be a good idea.
“Fine. Meeting is adjourn until the first Friday of January when we get back to school. Until then, The Children of Darkness is officially over with. Until then, I bid you all farewell.” Vincent said.
And with that statement, the Children of Darkness ended. For now…
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