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                                      Chapter Fifteen Mourning Drift

Caleb was home by that night, nothing went right for the next few days.  At the funeral his mother said nothing but when he got home he had a drunken voicemail from his mom about bringing Ophelia there.  With Ophelia things seemed to be getting worse, there were a few times where he and she didn't go to bed fighting but mostly it had been fighting because she wanted to do something that he didn't or the fact that he had started drinking heavily again, not during work hours but during work hours his mind started to wander.

Every time he tried to grasp the dream he had it disappeared.  Lucian had stopped showing up at Erotic Nightshade which worried him but didn't concern him much; Sage had tried to be the comforter by suggesting she live with him for a while but Ophelia had nothing of it said she could take care of him by herself.

It was during one night a late night at Sinful Designs when Demeter showed up that he seemed to perk up; she had just come back from visiting a friend in England, which one he didn't know but it was obvious she was happy and she wanted to see how he was coping with it all.  He tried to feign happiness but Demeter caught him.

"You know if you were my slave and that bad at lying you'd be in more punishments than you know" she said with a gentle laugh.

"Yeah, it's just well everyone expects it.  Heck even John was worried when I showed up with baggy and puffy eyes the other day offered to let me have off the next few months but, I can't afford it I'm not getting any photo shoots done or else I would."

"Why can't you get any photo shoots done draggy?"

"Ophelia"

"Told you what you should do"

"yeah and you know the bad thing is I'm considering it now"

"Well that's good sweetie she's only going to drag you deeper into the whole you're already in and I'd hate to see what comes of that!"

"Yeah maybe your right", he looked at the clock, "Its closing time for me you wanna accompany me out to dinner?"

Demeter bit her lip obviously nervous but nodded none the less; they left and got on his bike.  For some reason this pleased Caleb, and he heard something in the back of his head go: This feels right.
They didn't go anywhere in particular as a matter of fact Caleb just parked his bike at home, noticing
Ophelia's car was gone he just shrugged it off and started walking and talking with demeter, he knew if he stayed at home by himself he might be more tempted to replay the scene that happened a few weeks ago.

As they walked they crossed the park where his sister had died and Caleb froze thinking he saw a ghost then kept walking. As they round the corner they came face to face with the high school he never graduated from having been expelled and Demeter asked

"Did you go there?"

He nodded solemnly

"What was it like?"

"Horrible, just like anything else in pleasant; oh sure, it seems nice but underneath you have the jocks who can't seem to keep their cocky mouths shut, the rich kids who do nothing but flaunt their money…"

"Sounds like any other school in the nation, it's part of human nature isn't it?"

"What to lie and cheat?"

"Yeah, I guess so"

"So why do you hold a grudge"

"Because I had to leave the establishment after a girl decided to say that I had raped her"
From the look on Demeter's face an obvious explanation was needed; so he explained

"it had been about halfway through my junior year of high school, I was dating this girl; she was known for having overprotective parents.  I don't really care that much as I liked her I would of put up with overprotective parents rather than some nonexistent parents that some of the kids from Lee had, I had even met her parents we got along famously until one night"

Caleb sighed as he went through the details in his head

"I had been experimenting with the leather scene for a while, and well one night the girl was curious so we did a little flogger play; apparently her parents caught sight of her back and well they flipped their lids, they pressured her til she broke" Caleb picked up a leaf studying it for a moment then flicked it off into the darkness "Needless to say, I went to court wasn't convicted because my parents lawyers got her to recant what she had said to her parents, but though the courts believed it the parents shoved enough money into the principals hands to get me to be expelled.  I just never forgave the school; then again if I hadn't of gotten out of there I wouldn't have met Sage the next year"

"So, that's one good thing to come out of it, and I bet  you enjoyed yourself more at the next school didn't you"

"yeah I guess your right"

"So you went from there to Oakcrest?"

"Yeah, and there I met Sage and graduated and because of Sage I was introduced to Erotic Nightshade years, later"

"And through that you met Ophelia and me, plus a few others I'm guessing"

"A few come and go friends yeah"

They walked for a little while longer and Caleb noticed the chill in the air and suggested it first "Wanna go back to your place, I can't really handle being around Ophelia right this moment, and you…strangely you've calmed me"

"Yeah sure" Demeter said

Demeter's house was about a block and half away from where they were at the time; Caleb took the time to admire her in the street lights as they walked on.  His mind began to drift and for the first time he caught glimpse of that dream he had while he was in the hospital; he realized now that he was staring at a hall of pictures that seemed to be of lover past and present.  He had spent some time looking at both the picture of Ophelia and a yet unfilled picture.  He spent so much time waxing and waning on this that Demeter sarcastically exclaimed

"What have you been turned into a vampire, do ya need an engraved invitation? Come in!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry about that just off in my own world I guess."

"I guessed, so what was in this world of yours oh fierce and mighty dragon"

Caleb snorted at that, "Just dreams, life, here and between"

"That's a tall order, one that not a lot of us do hell I think it's only priests now or days"

"Not even them I don't think"

"So what is it fuzzy" she said referring to the growth of hair on his chin that he'd been growing over the past few weeks; as she sat down and crossed her legs.

"Well this dream I had while I was unconscious in the freaking hospital is one thing, I'm walking down a hall of cracked pictures in each frame is a girl, up until the last one, because that one is empty each of the cracks is only on an ex and Ophelia's cracks are already forming.", he breathed and rubbed his temples "That's all I can remember, and it's kind of driving me nuts, who is the empty picture, how do I fix things for me and Ophelia, am I even supposed to change it?"

Caleb stood up, paced the floor as Demeter watched him her eyes never leaving his body for a second.  She had only known Caleb for about four months but she had known him well enough to know that all the tension in his body right now was like that of an untrained predator.  She had known this from the first time she laid eyes on him; she asked him "Caleb have you ever been trained?"

"What, no that's what pets are supposed to go through", he said obviously still distracted

"Well, you some masters believe that they should be trained by another dominant before assuming the role of master or mistress." She said tentatively getting up from her chair and walking over to the oven

"Yeah, but…no, that isn't how it works.  Some are born to be a master some are born to be a slave"

"That is one line of thinking yes.  Not the entire shebang though." Demeter breathed while taking out the chai tea, and her kettle; she then turned to Caleb and started discussing this with him, how she trained under a mistress, how that mistress trained under a master and so on and so forth.

"The key to it is, we aren't really pets, but trainees we learn to harness what we know through example.  You'd be surprised how many subscribe to this theory"

Caleb nodded, it made sense in a way but hell a lot of people he knew laughed that theory off.  Then again thinking about it those masters didn't keep permanent pets; Lucian for example, he was constantly going through slaves then again that was because he couldn't keep it in his pants.  Caleb on the other hand well he had long relationships, born of trust and well sometimes they fell apart because of the other partner or him; he knew how to stay faithful even if it didn't seem like he could.

"That's foreign to me, but then again maybe you have something who was that last pet you had?"

"You mean Luke?" she said narrowing her eyes "that bastard wasn't worth it or do you remember me publicly breaking his collar?"

"Oh no how could I forget that one, you had him on the public stocks for Christ's sake; what after catching him with his pants down?"

"More than once"

Caleb remembered this in particular, a few weeks after the night of passion they had she was carting around a new boy.  This didn't surprise him but what did surprise him was even sooner after that she had made an example of him she had caught him, well for lack of a better word orally worshipping another mistress she had not only thrown the mistress out on her ass but whipped the boy til he bled after she was done she came down and Caleb looked at her in awe, Ophelia looked at her n fear.  No one had seen her like this but her answer to what was wrong

"He messed with a twice named goddess what did he expect?"

From that day forth Caleb saw her in a new awe.  From that day forward they had these late night talks like now. Caleb was glad for that and then the silent lull enveloped them, and they seemed to both gravitate toward each other cuddling up and forgetting both of their stresses

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                                      Chapter Fifteen Mourning Drift

Caleb was home by that night, nothing went right for the next few days.  At the funeral his mother said nothing but when he got home he had a drunken voicemail from his mom about bringing Ophelia there.  With Ophelia things seemed to be getting worse, there were a few times where he and she didn't go to bed fighting but mostly it had been fighting because she wanted to do something that he didn't or the fact that he had started drinking heavily again, not during work hours but during work hours his mind started to wander.

Every time he tried to grasp the dream he had it disappeared.  Lucian had stopped showing up at Erotic Nightshade which worried him but didn't concern him much; Sage had tried to be the comforter by suggesting she live with him for a while but Ophelia had nothing of it said she could take care of him by herself.

It was during one night a late night at Sinful Designs when Demeter showed up that he seemed to perk up; she had just come back from visiting a friend in England, which one he didn't know but it was obvious she was happy and she wanted to see how he was coping with it all.  He tried to feign happiness but Demeter caught him.

"You know if you were my slave and that bad at lying you'd be in more punishments than you know" she said with a gentle laugh.

"Yeah, it's just well everyone expects it.  Heck even John was worried when I showed up with baggy and puffy eyes the other day offered to let me have off the next few months but, I can't afford it I'm not getting any photo shoots done or else I would."

"Why can't you get any photo shoots done draggy?"

"Ophelia"

"Told you what you should do"

"yeah and you know the bad thing is I'm considering it now"

"Well that's good sweetie she's only going to drag you deeper into the whole you're already in and I'd hate to see what comes of that!"

"Yeah maybe your right", he looked at the clock, "Its closing time for me you wanna accompany me out to dinner?"

Demeter bit her lip obviously nervous but nodded none the less; they left and got on his bike.  For some reason this pleased Caleb, and he heard something in the back of his head go: This feels right.
They didn't go anywhere in particular as a matter of fact Caleb just parked his bike at home, noticing
Ophelia's car was gone he just shrugged it off and started walking and talking with demeter, he knew if he stayed at home by himself he might be more tempted to replay the scene that happened a few weeks ago.

As they walked they crossed the park where his sister had died and Caleb froze thinking he saw a ghost then kept walking. As they round the corner they came face to face with the high school he never graduated from having been expelled and Demeter asked

"Did you go there?"

He nodded solemnly

"What was it like?"

"Horrible, just like anything else in pleasant; oh sure, it seems nice but underneath you have the jocks who can't seem to keep their cocky mouths shut, the rich kids who do nothing but flaunt their money…"

"Sounds like any other school in the nation, it's part of human nature isn't it?"

"What to lie and cheat?"

"Yeah, I guess so"

"So why do you hold a grudge"

"Because I had to leave the establishment after a girl decided to say that I had raped her"
From the look on Demeter's face an obvious explanation was needed; so he explained

"it had been about halfway through my junior year of high school, I was dating this girl; she was known for having overprotective parents.  I don't really care that much as I liked her I would of put up with overprotective parents rather than some nonexistent parents that some of the kids from Lee had, I had even met her parents we got along famously until one night"

Caleb sighed as he went through the details in his head

"I had been experimenting with the leather scene for a while, and well one night the girl was curious so we did a little flogger play; apparently her parents caught sight of her back and well they flipped their lids, they pressured her til she broke" Caleb picked up a leaf studying it for a moment then flicked it off into the darkness "Needless to say, I went to court wasn't convicted because my parents lawyers got her to recant what she had said to her parents, but though the courts believed it the parents shoved enough money into the principals hands to get me to be expelled.  I just never forgave the school; then again if I hadn't of gotten out of there I wouldn't have met Sage the next year"

"So, that's one good thing to come out of it, and I bet  you enjoyed yourself more at the next school didn't you"

"yeah I guess your right"

"So you went from there to Oakcrest?"

"Yeah, and there I met Sage and graduated and because of Sage I was introduced to Erotic Nightshade years, later"

"And through that you met Ophelia and me, plus a few others I'm guessing"

"A few come and go friends yeah"

They walked for a little while longer and Caleb noticed the chill in the air and suggested it first "Wanna go back to your place, I can't really handle being around Ophelia right this moment, and you…strangely you've calmed me"

"Yeah sure" Demeter said

Demeter's house was about a block and half away from where they were at the time; Caleb took the time to admire her in the street lights as they walked on.  His mind began to drift and for the first time he caught glimpse of that dream he had while he was in the hospital; he realized now that he was staring at a hall of pictures that seemed to be of lover past and present.  He had spent some time looking at both the picture of Ophelia and a yet unfilled picture.  He spent so much time waxing and waning on this that Demeter sarcastically exclaimed

"What have you been turned into a vampire, do ya need an engraved invitation? Come in!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry about that just off in my own world I guess."

"I guessed, so what was in this world of yours oh fierce and mighty dragon"

Caleb snorted at that, "Just dreams, life, here and between"

"That's a tall order, one that not a lot of us do hell I think it's only priests now or days"

"Not even them I don't think"

"So what is it fuzzy" she said referring to the growth of hair on his chin that he'd been growing over the past few weeks; as she sat down and crossed her legs.

"Well this dream I had while I was unconscious in the freaking hospital is one thing, I'm walking down a hall of cracked pictures in each frame is a girl, up until the last one, because that one is empty each of the cracks is only on an ex and Ophelia's cracks are already forming.", he breathed and rubbed his temples "That's all I can remember, and it's kind of driving me nuts, who is the empty picture, how do I fix things for me and Ophelia, am I even supposed to change it?"

Caleb stood up, paced the floor as Demeter watched him her eyes never leaving his body for a second.  She had only known Caleb for about four months but she had known him well enough to know that all the tension in his body right now was like that of an untrained predator.  She had known this from the first time she laid eyes on him; she asked him "Caleb have you ever been trained?"

"What, no that's what pets are supposed to go through", he said obviously still distracted

"Well, you some masters believe that they should be trained by another dominant before assuming the role of master or mistress." She said tentatively getting up from her chair and walking over to the oven

"Yeah, but…no, that isn't how it works.  Some are born to be a master some are born to be a slave"

"That is one line of thinking yes.  Not the entire shebang though." Demeter breathed while taking out the chai tea, and her kettle; she then turned to Caleb and started discussing this with him, how she trained under a mistress, how that mistress trained under a master and so on and so forth.

"The key to it is, we aren't really pets, but trainees we learn to harness what we know through example.  You'd be surprised how many subscribe to this theory"

Caleb nodded, it made sense in a way but hell a lot of people he knew laughed that theory off.  Then again thinking about it those masters didn't keep permanent pets; Lucian for example, he was constantly going through slaves then again that was because he couldn't keep it in his pants.  Caleb on the other hand well he had long relationships, born of trust and well sometimes they fell apart because of the other partner or him; he knew how to stay faithful even if it didn't seem like he could.

"That's foreign to me, but then again maybe you have something who was that last pet you had?"

"You mean Luke?" she said narrowing her eyes "that bastard wasn't worth it or do you remember me publicly breaking his collar?"

"Oh no how could I forget that one, you had him on the public stocks for Christ's sake; what after catching him with his pants down?"

"More than once"

Caleb remembered this in particular, a few weeks after the night of passion they had she was carting around a new boy.  This didn't surprise him but what did surprise him was even sooner after that she had made an example of him she had caught him, well for lack of a better word orally worshipping another mistress she had not only thrown the mistress out on her ass but whipped the boy til he bled after she was done she came down and Caleb looked at her in awe, Ophelia looked at her n fear.  No one had seen her like this but her answer to what was wrong

"He messed with a twice named goddess what did he expect?"

From that day forth Caleb saw her in a new awe.  From that day forward they had these late night talks like now. Caleb was glad for that and then the silent lull enveloped them, and they seemed to both gravitate toward each other cuddling up and forgetting both of their stresses