Devil's Whisper Page #2

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it was your father's?

It was in some stupid

wooden box.

Marcos...

My father was a carpenter.

Of course it was his.

Now every time I look at it,

I have to think about

what happened.

I'm not comfortable

with Alex having it.

I know, I know.

What do you want me to do?

If I take it away from him,

he's going to ask why.

Lucia.

Lu...

I'm so f***ing pissed at you.

Lucia.

I don't like him

wearing it.

I know. I know, baby,

neither do I.

But you know what can happen

if he starts to ask questions.

He might remember

what your dad did to him.

Do we want that?

Okay.

I'll let him keep it,

for now.

Okay.

Okay.

"I'm so f***ing pissed

at you."

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the lord is with thee.

No.

Huh?

God is a liar!

Alex!

What's wrong?

Are you okay?

Honey, what happened?

There was someone in here.

What?

Son,

there's no one in here.

You guys scared me, daddy.

Oh, sorry, baby.

Come here, come here.

Are you okay?

Did you wake up?

I don't know what happened.

It was dark,

and he was hiding

in my closet.

He spoke to me.

I think we need

to call the police.

Wait, wait,

what did he say?

He said, "god is a liar."

Maybe it was a nightmare.

It wasn't

a f***ing nightmare!

I was awake!

Let's get you to bed.

It's okay, honey. Come on.

Shh, shh, shh.

Honey, are you okay?

Yeah.

I'm okay.

Promise you'll wake me

if you need anything.

Yeah.

I love you.

Love you too.

Yo, we should get Alex

a hooker for his birthday.

Aren't they expensive?

No, dude.

You can get one for like

60 bucks off the Internet.

How do you know?

That is disgusting.

Hey, yo, Alex,

it's gonna suck

when you gotta retire

from the p*ssy patrol, bro.

That's why you got to have

as much sex as you can

before they cut it off.

Right, Alex?

What?

Yeah.

I mean, no,

they don't cut it off.

Does it matter?

You can never use it again.

Maybe giving up sex

won't be such a big deal.

How the f*** do you know?

You don't even know

what you're giving up.

That's savage, Gavin.

Why do you want

to be a priest

anyway, dude?

Yeah, man, I mean,

becoming a priest,

you gotta admit,

that sh*t's pretty weird.

I told you guys.

I want to help people.

There's a million ways

to help people

and still bang b*tches.

You're a real neanderthal,

aren't you?

Do you guys believe in ghosts?

Yo, you're tripping

off that beer, lightweight.

Might wanna

put that sh*t down.

No, seriously,

do you believe in ghosts?

Um, I do.

I believe in ghosts.

I thought I saw one once

after my dad died.

Why, man?

Seeing ghosts?

No. I was just wondering.

So the thing is,

I learned something

when I decided

to be a dog owner,

and the biggest kind of,

like, epiphany that I had

was that you have to do things

to keep it alive.

Don't you?

Yes, it's true.

You have to feed it,

then you have to walk it,

then you have to

trim the nails.

So, a comedy album,

is that your big move

with all the girls?

What girls?

If you're ever going to have

a shot with any other girls,

you're going to need

to get some game.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Well, most of the girls

i know like bad boys,

so instead of

taking them out

to dinner,

take them out for a drink.

I'm not old enough

to buy alcohol.

Come on, Alex,

don't be such a p*ssy.

You need to let

your inner bad boy out

and lose the comedy album.

Play something that's going

to get them in the mood.

I don't want any other girls.

That was amazing.

Much better than

our first kiss.

You remember?

Truth or dare,

mark bartolotti's

eighth birthday party.

That was my first kiss.

Well, this one

was much better.

Are you sure you want

to be a priest?

I mean, like, you won't be

able to do this any more.

What's wrong?

I'm not sure about this.

Don't be scared, it's okay.

Are you all right?

I'm sorry.

No, no, don't be.

It's okay.

We can take it slow,

you know.

I had fun tonight.

I'd like to see you again.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

There.

You gotta catch it.

I can't catch it.

Well, you gotta try.

You were supposed to grab...

You gotta grab it.

Okay, if you

don't grab it...

No, no!

Come on. Really?

Ready?

No.

Milo's got some strength.

Here we go.

Let's do this.

Don't lose this!

Here we go!

You gotta stop scratching me.

You don't know me like that.

You don't know me like that.

Is it?

No!

Stop! Alex,

what are you doing?

Just stop, man.

Yo! Yo!

What the f***

are you doing, man?

Alex! Alex,

what are you...

Cut it out, man!

Alex!

Get off of him!

Get off of him!

Get the f*** off me!

What the f***

is wrong with you, man?

F*** you guys.

I don't need your sh*t.

What the f*** was that?

Okay, I'm going

to take off your cuffs.

Don't f***ing touch me.

Turn around

and face me.

Keep your hands

behind your back.

I need to take your cross.

You can't have it.

I need that.

This is bullshit.

All right, step inside.

Have a seat.

We're gonna call

your parents.

Please, please, don't.

God is a liar.

Please, don't.

Alex,

what happened?

Fighting, stealing cars,

drunk driving?

What's going on with you?

Made a mistake.

You made a mistake?

You know,

you could've

killed yourself.

You know that?

Or someone else!

And now, with court costs

and lawyer fees,

your mistake is gonna

cost us about 10 grand.

Oh, yeah,

you're gonna pay us

that money back.

How do you feel about that,

father f***-up?

What the f***

do you want from me?

I said I was sorry.

You don't give a sh*t

about me. You never have.

I'm not like you,

and you hate me for it.

Alex!

You think I'm a p*ssy,

don't you?

Watch your mouth!

But what you hate most

is that I'm smarter

than you.

You know it's true.

Mom knows it too.

You should just see the way

she looks at you sometimes,

what she says to her friends

behind your back.

No wonder your father

beat the sh*t out of you.

What did you say?

No, wait.

No, please!

I'll teach you.

Please don't!

Get off of me!

You're no better than dad.

You abandoned grandma.

You let your own mother

die alone.

How many days was she dead

before they found

her rotting body?

You apologize

to your mother!

F*** you!

Motherf***er!

F***!

Do you know

why you're here?

We've seen each other before.

Do you remember me?

You were five years old.

We had a few sessions.

Why would a 5-year-old boy

need to see a psychiatrist?

Your parents

were worried about you,

because you were drawing

scary pictures.

Your parents tell me

that you've been

having trouble sleeping.

I've been hearing...

I've been having nightmares

where I hear a voice

whispering to me.

It pretends to...

It?

I mean, "he."

And what does

the voice say to you?

It...

It curses god.

Doctor?

Yes, Alex.

You said I was drawing

scary pictures.

What kind of scary pictures?

Hey, Alex.

Hey.

What's up?

I wanted to apologize

for the other day.

It's okay.

You don't have to apologize.

Can you come out?

Uh, yeah.

I'll pick you up.

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