Part 6
DIARY OF CARLA PARKER
All in all I think Abby did a great job of explaining to her friends everything we knew to date. She was concise and matter of fact, somehow she even managed to make it all sound normal like it all made perfect sense even though none of it did. We were all trying to get over the fact that a naked, magical, hypno-vampire (or more accurately hypno-sex-pire) was banging the hell out of the entire boys swim team, stealing their energy and leaving them gay for each other.
And I thought this week was going to be boring!
We decided the only thing to do was to confront Brad's mother; she was the one yelling at Brad and seemed like she was against what he had been doing so she was our best bet. Ari and Jane were pretty freaked out by all of this where Abby and I seemed like old pros at dealing with these bizarre events. But I have to give credit, Ari and Jane decided to go and fight and do whatever they could to save their boyfriends. For that matter, so did the rest of them. That's right, the next morning Abby called every one of the girlfriends of the boys swim team (I guess that will make a good name for their support group if we fail) and every one of them agreed to bring their boyfriends with them. We figured if we fail at saving the day then we might as well all be together.
We met at the park, the entire boys swim team and their girlfriends (or possibly former girlfriends). Apart, the guys were manageable, they basically just stared in a zombie-like state as if they were waiting, but when we got them all in one place it was hard to keep them away from each other. Apparently they weren't just interested in the same sex, but LOTS of sex with the same sex. As Abby and I tried to explain the story to the rest of the girls, the guys kept inching toward each other checking each other out, grab-assing, trying to steal kisses off each other, etc. It would have been hysterically funny if it was in a movie, but when you know that it was against their will it was simply unacceptable.
It didn't take much to convince the other girls of what was going on, we left out the details about Mark's naked exploits and tried to get them to understand that this had happened to every one of the guys. All they had to do was watch the show in front of them of their boyfriends all trying to get into each others pants like a group of super horny zombies to know we weren't making this up. It's funny how easily our minds can accept the supernatural explanation once it is right there in front of us; and we did.
Now all we had to do was get the REAL story and figure out a solution. So we gathered our collective courage and headed toward the house on Borgo Street.
I couldn't help but feel like I was a part of something pretty special. Here we were ALL WOMEN, walking down the street on our way into the lion's den to save the boys for a change. It was an interesting spin on the usual hero/heroine story!
We walked up to the old dark house on Borgo Street and before we could knock the door flew open and Brad's mother stood there looking at us.
"Come in, please." She said and I immediately liked her. Her name was Helen—Helen Drake. She had a thick accent, but I wasn't sure where from. Her accent felt like it might be German, Austrian or maybe Hungarian? She sounded like a mix between Hiedi Klum and Bela Lugosi!
I came here expecting to hate her, I mean, we recently thought she was the cause of all this only to learn otherwise. It turns out she is very sweet, but also sad as though she's been through the wringer.
"I know why you are here, I have been following many of you, you must have many questions."
She invited us in and we filled her modest living room. We tried to sit boy-girl in order to keep the boys off each other. Abby and I sat with Mark between us and tried to ignore the fact that he kept looking from Abby to the other guys. It was like he was TRYING to look at Abby, but couldn't fight the urge to ogle the men! It was so bizarre seeing my brother like this. Normally he would be trying not to let anyone notice him checking out Helen's hotness and instead he kept looking at the other guy's crotches!
Helen continued, "First let me tell you that despite what you may believe my Brad is not a bad person. He is a kind, sweet, innocent boy . . ." She said
"Innocent? He's having nonconsensual sex with our boyfriends!" Jane argued and the others agreed.
Helen continued unperturbed, "Please let me explain. I am a foreigner in this country and my English isn't always too good . . . when I was a young girl I found that I could . . . do things; I had a power unlike regular people. My family also had it, they taught me to wield it properly, not to abuse this gift and I have never used it against another person in my life."
"Could you use it to stop your son from what he's been doing?" I asked.
"Not so far, he is more powerful than I have ever experienced. His powers began only recently, but they have grown so immense in strength in a very short time. I have not had time to train him, to make him understand the importance of not abusing the gift."
"No shit!" Ari said and I gave her a stern look. This woman was in obvious pain and it would do no good to antagonize her, she was still our best bet.
"Brad is a sweet boy, loving, kind, gentle the total opposite of his father and I love him more than anything in the world. But I love him like a mother; he has never felt the love of another. The kind of love that some of you may have. Brad is gay, you know this and perhaps you accept it, but others have not. Brad had a bad experience in his previous school, the other boys laughed at him, and they called him names and made him feel like an outcast. I knew this but what can be done? His teachers can do nothing; it is just the way life is. Then one night I felt his presence leave the house, I tried to follow him with my own, but I could not locate him. He did this every night for weeks, when I asked him what he was up to he looked at me with shame. Then one day at the grocery store I heard two young girls talking about how their boyfriends had been cheating on them with each other, they said their boyfriends had been tired and drained, then began to . . . well, uh . . . DO THINGS to each other." She said blushing a little bit. "I locked my mind into the girl's thoughts and traced them back to their homes, that night I followed them with my essence and when I saw their boyfriends I could sense Brad all over them. My son had been . . . violating them! I was shocked, I was angered, outraged, this is not the proper ways of the gift! I confronted him and he denied it, but I knew. I decided the best thing was to get away from that place. That is why we only recently moved here, but I quickly realized he was doing it again, he promised me he wouldn't but he cannot control his hormones. I went to the school to see if any of the boys were acting strange and I realized it was the swim team he had targeted. The gift is too much for a boy his age, his body is out of control and that is why he can't properly restrain himself, in many ways the power is controlling him too. He has lost who he is."
"But why has he turned them all gay when he's done with them?" Tina (K.C.'s girlfriend) asked.
"Camouflage?" Jane said. "If the other guys are gay then he can blend in, right? He won't be an outcast anymore. It kind of makes sense, I guess."
Abby cut in, "But please explain, how can he do all of this? Was he really, physically there in their rooms? Or is it some kind of projection? He seemed to be only a mist, like he wasn't really there at all until he saw you and then he became more solid, or corporeal."
"This is correct. He was not there in physical form, only astrophysical; he affected their minds and their bodies but not with his actual body. He is affecting their senses and making them feel things they are not really feeling. And he can feel it too in his real body. It is like a, how do you say . . . wet dream?" She blushed even more. "They seem to have been left in this erotic state that my son has put them in until such a time that he decides to release them."
Abby looked at her and asked, "So you're saying there is an invisible connection to their minds that Brad controls and if we can break that connection the boys will go back to being themselves?"
