The Wicked One Page #4

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What do you got

in mind?

Well, nothing

if you don't hurry.

I'm tired.

All right.

Getting more than

a sandwich tonight.

(humming)

(man) Attention, all you

ghosts and ghouls out there!

Dr. Dementia over here!

It's time for

all things creepy

to come crawling

from the west

to the annual

spook-tacular

of Wicked Fest,

Halloween!

(woman)

All Hallow's Eve!

(man)

Samhain!

(woman)

The Day of the Dead!

(man)

Whatever you call it,

it's our favorite time

of the year!

- And it's finally here!

- (gurgling)

Now's your chance

to get all messed up

at the annual spook-tacular

called Wicked Fest!

(woman) The monster-mash

of the century!

Wicked Fest!

Catch fire! Bam!

(screaming)

- No! No...

- (knife plunging)

(crickets chirping)

(footsteps)

Morning.

Hey.

So...

last night was

a little insane.

(chuckling)

Yeah, you could say that.

You guys probably thought

you were watching...

an episode of "Springer"

or something, huh?

Well, I mean,

I'd be lying if I said

I wasn't

pretty terrified.

I'm gonna see about getting

Trevor to a bus stop today.

If you don't

mind me asking,

what made him snap?

Why is he always

so amped up?

There's a little backstory.

With me, Trevor,

parents...

that's kind of difficult.

Trevor got in

a lot of trouble.

He was out partying

one night,

and it got really bad.

And they called my parents

to come pick him up.

That's when

the accident happened.

Ever since then,

Trevor's blamed himself

for them being killed.

He just...

emotionally,

he can't heal from it.

It's like he can't cope.

You know?

It's gotta be really hard

for him to be back here, Alex.

You have

to understand that.

Yesterday, you said yourself

it was hard to be back here.

Knowing that...

and all that guilt

he carries around with him

on a daily basis...

it's gotta be

drowning him right now.

I mean, seriously, try

easing up on him, you know?

Maybe even...

I don't know...

give him another chance?

What?

Are you crushing

on my brother right now?

(scoffs)

(laughs)

No... no,

uh-uh, no, no.

He's your brother.

I mean...

yeah, he's cute...

- Oh, God.

- But that's not...

that's not

why I'm saying this.

No... no.

Trevor's just...

Trevor just...

(Trevor)

Trevor just what?

(opening fridge)

(closing fridge)

Trevor, what are you

looking for?

Aspirin.

(rattling)

Thanks.

(door closing)

I tell you what,

let me talk to him.

Maybe he just needs

an ear to vent to.

Looking for

perspective, something.

No.

Liv, honey, you know

how he is with people.

You're gonna

let him rope you in.

- I'll be fine.

- No...

I promise.

(chuckling)

God...

This is not happening.

Hey...

Need an inhaler?

I'll survive.

You care

if I tag along?

I won't stop you.

(birds chirping, cawing)

What's with the truck?

My unsafe teenage rebellion

was a b*tch.

You, uh...

You got another

one of those?

Sure.

(coughing)

What are you doing?

What?

This whole thing.

(chuckling) I don't know

what you're talking about.

So what's the story

with you?

What do you mean?

I mean,

with you and Alex

and the rest

of her club.

We're friends.

We're friends,

and we're going to Wicked Fest.

What about you?

Not really my thing.

You should come.

It couldn't hurt.

So, uh...

is this the first time

you've been back here

since, um...

Yeah.

It's a beautiful place.

Yeah, been gone

for so long,

I kinda forgot

how nice it was out here.

Me and Alex, we, uh,

we used to run, hell,

all up and down these hills.

So, what's the deal

with all the tension

and cynicism

between you two?

I don't know.

Just kind of the way

sh*t is, I guess.

Holy sh*t.

That's it, isn't it?

Yeah.

So it wasn't just

a bullshit story.

Eh, it's the old

Miller murder mansion.

Wanna go inside?

Hell no.

Scared?

F***, yeah, I'm scared!

You'd have to be crazy

to go in there.

I'm not doing it.

Yeah, actually now,

I think about it,

I think

you might be standing

where he killed his dad.

Shut up.

I'm f***ing with you.

Come on.

So... have you ever

thought of maybe

moving back out here?

I mean,

technically speaking

this is your land.

No, no,

it's my parents' land.

Well, to me, it is.

But, I mean, it might be

just what you need.

You know, a new start.

Maybe find yourself

one of those nice girls.

Oh, yeah? What kind

of nice girl'd want me?

Come on, you have to have

had girlfriends before.

Yeah, some.

None serious.

So...

Find a serious one.

I'll see what I can do.

- So...

- (sighs)

What are you

going as tonight?

It's a surprise.

Are we talking...

scary surprise

or sexy surprise?

Mmm, you'll just

have to wait and see.

(chuckling)

What about you?

What are you gonna do?

I'm going

as "Supernatural".

Huh?

The TV show?

My favorite show?

- "Supernatural."

- I... I know that,

but I... I...

I still don't get it.

I got my...

green jacket as Dean.

"Sam!"

I got the long hair,

like Sam.

"Dean!"

And I got the trucker hat,

like Bobby.

"Balls and idjits!"

Don't judge me.

I ain't judging, I'm just

trying to figure you out.

Best costume

of the night.

- Well, that's your opinion.

- (giggles)

Get up, get up, get up.

Look, look-look-look.

What?

- I'll be damned.

- Oh!

Hey, you guys!

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Mm-mmm.

We can't let this happen.

Heh, too late.

- No, no, we can't just...

- Look at them.

Hey, guys.

What's up, guys?

Oh, you know,

not much.

Whatcha been doing?

Where you been?

Trevor was just showing me

around the property.

Hmm, wasn't that

nice of Trevor?

Yeah, we even saw

the old Miller place.

- Ooh.

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Come on, we need

to have a talk.

I guess you and me

need to have a talk.

Is that so?

Yes, yes, that's so.

Hmm.

Floor is all yours.

Look, about last night...

Listen, if you're looking

for an apology, man...

That's not really

your style now, is it, Trev?

What's that

supposed to mean?

Exactly how it sounded.

Look, it's no secret

we're not

the best of buds.

I just want you

to know something.

I love your sister,

and I would do anything

in the world for her.

Even put up with

her a**hole brother

for as long as

she wanted me to.

You want to know why?

Because that's

the sh*t you do

for somebody

that you love.

Now, I wouldn't expect you

to understand that,

but somewhere deep down

in that thick skull of yours,

you have to care

about your sister

and if she's being

taken care of.

I don't care

if you like me.

You don't have to.

I don't give a sh*t.

But at least

respect the fact

that I'm the man

that loves your sister

and is gonna be around

for a very long time.

So... let's just try to...

coexist the rest

of the weekend for her sake.

And after this weekend,

I'll take you

wherever you want to go.

(insect buzzing)

Fine.

Good talk.

Adam.

Yeah?

You touch me

or that bag again,

my sister won't be able

to stop me next time.

Fair enough.

But if you ever pull

a gun on me again,

I'll beat you

to death with it.

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