Casey&Zeke - Elijah&Josh - Month
Shame on me. Can anyone still remember this WIP??
But I guess today is a good day to post the next chapter. To understand what's going on, please don't forget to read the last chapter, I guess not all of you did, or maybe you just want to go back to refresh the memories.
Title: Helicopter-Tour (8/?)
Fandom: The Faculty AU
Character: Zeke / Casey
Disclaimer: of course, I don't own The Faculty nor the characters - just borrowing them for some fun
other chapters here
Zeke noticed Casey's uneasiness and wondered if it would have been better to hold back the truth. But he wanted to be honest from the beginning, he wanted Casey to learn that he could trust him. He had left the past behind, but it was a part of him, had made him the guy he was today.
"Usually I don't talk about it," he said softly.
"Well, you don't need to. None of my business."
"I did some things I'm not proud of," Zeke continued anyway.
"And my father paid a shitload of money to sweep it under the carpet. Not because he cared about me that much, but what would it have looked like when his only son ends in juvenile."
He paused thoughtfully.
"I guess that was the main reason for a lot of shit I did back then. It was the only way to remind him that I'm still existing."
"That's not fair," muttered Casey.
"No, it wasn't. But it actually didn't matter anymore," Zeke answered.
"When I was about eighteen I realized that it was time for a decision. To spend my life like an asshole, like my father. Or to find out if there isn't something different out there.
I was never good at school because I just didn't care about it. But I knew, when I wanted a future I needed to change this. So I quit private school and went back to a public high school. My father was so pissed, but he couldn't do anything against it because I was legal. He threatened to throw me out of the house and to block my bank-account. Told me that I would never get his company when I wouldn't follow his wishes."
Zeke paused and shrugged.
"I did move out next day. All I took with me was a backpack with some stuff ... and my baby."
Hm?! Casey looked puzzled. My baby???
"A 1970 GTO," he explained.
"Found it at a scrap-yard and restored it. Best car ever. It's still in a garage of a friend in Ohio, but one day we can hopefully make a tour in it. You will like it."
And Casey's heart jumped again, he knew well enough, he had overreacted quite a bit. It was about time to get Billy out of his head, his life. Zeke was not like him. Billy would have chosen the easy way, as ever. Zeke had been ready to take the future into his own hands. No matter what it meant for him. And now he had the choice between two great Colleges. LA or New York.
But one day we can hopefully make a tour in it. If this meant what it sounded like he had already made a decision. And he still wanted to spend more time together with him, Casey.
"So, does this mean that you will go to SUNY after summer?"
"Well, I admit, LA was tempting. The sun, the ocean. Comfortable warmth all over the year. I'm so sick of cold winter with ice and snow storms like we have them in Ohio."
He noticed the slight disappointment on Casey's face and smiled.
"But I guess I fall in love."
Casey blinked twice before answering.
"In New York? That's not a big surprise. LA might be a town full of glamor and party, great for vacation. New York is much more intriguing, I live here for months now, but I discover the city anew every day."
And Zeke decided better not to think about it if he actually had talked about New York. He had always known to enjoy his life, it had never been a problem to find a companion for a night, in the best case it had turned into a lukewarm relationship for some weeks. With Casey, it felt different. But to call it: love? Much too early, for both of them, wasn't it?.
"Ever been on the Empire State Building at night," he asked.
The sudden change of subject confused Casey only for seconds. Then he shook his head.
"I was there during my first visit in New York, together with my Grandpa. And last year with Stan and Stokes. Never at night, though."
Zeke's eyes sparkled.
"You did a lot of sightseeing with me during the last days. Maybe it's my turn now to show you a secret of New York you don't know about. I've heard the view at night is amazing, almost futuristic. Would you like to find out?"
"Sure, why not."
Amazing was an understatement. The view at day was surely interesting, but at night everything turned into a sea of lights and colors, almost endless until it finally vanished into the darkness. It was breathtaking, kind of unreal but fascinating.
Although Zeke honestly felt slightly distracted by Casey, the boy didn't seem to stand still even for a second, turning his head from the left to the right and back again, with big, sparkling, wondering eyes.
"That's the Rockefeller Center and the Times Square," he said, pointing to some buildings, which were glowering even brighter as the rest of the city.
"And there is the Chrysler Building, it look's like a Christmas tree. Holy shit, that's mesmerizing. I almost feel dizzy, as if I'm drunk, from all these lights and colors. Hard to believe that Stokely has never been here, she would love it. It's almost Blade Runner like."
"Blade ... what?"
Casey gave him a frowning view.
"Blade Runner. Ridley Scott and Harrison Ford. The movie takes place in the future, pretty dark world, but New York is one dazzling blaze of colors I can't believe that you've never heard about it."
Zeke shook his head.
"No, I guess I didn't."
"Better don't tell Stokes," Casey said laughing.
"She thinks, Blade Runner is the best science fiction movie of the century."
They stayed on the platform until it closed at 2:00 clock and took the last elevator downwards. Casey still had a grin on his face, but he couldn't stifle a yawn.
"Tired," Zeke asked.
"It was a long day," Casey admitted.
"The early morning shift in the diner, later I visited an exhibition with the photo course and ..."
"Well," Zeke interrupted him.
"Then, I guess, it's time to bring you home. Let's take a cab."
Casey didn't even protest, leaned his head against the side window and closed his eyes. Within a moment he was dozed off. Zeke himself was still wide awake, thinking about the day. It had been the right decision to tell him about his past, the last hours at the Empire State Building had proven that. It felt as if they were much closer than before now.
It took only some minutes to reach the old fire station.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Can you make the way alone ... or should I better carry you?"
Casey yawned again and chuckled slightly while he crawled out of the cab. Zeke walked him to the front door but before he disappeared into the building he turned back to him once again.
"This was a great night, Zeke, thank you for taking me there."
"I would like to pay you back."
As tired as Casey was, obviously he wasn't willing to let this night end yet.
"Tomorrow I've taken over the late shift in the diner. But maybe we could hang out at my place on Saturday? Don't expect too much, I'm not a great cook, but my pizza is good. And we could watch a movie. Blade Runner. It's really a shame that you don't know it."
Zeke eyed him and suddenly he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Sounds like a plan," he murmured.
Then he bent forward and kissed him.
For a moment Casey stiffened until a barely visible smile crossed his face.
"I guess, I should better go now or I will fall asleep right away. Good night."
The heavy front door finally thunk shut behind him and Zeke turned back to the cab with a wide grin.