" I used to think you were like God but you're not." Enmei said after she stood watching her friend accept roses from his new fans.
" Enmei... what are you talking about ?"Hudson asked, pulling her off to the side where no one could see them.
" When we were younger I thought something was wrong with me because you were so nice to everyone and I wanted to be like you, but I could never be as good as you. You were nice to people no matter who they were and no matter how wrong they did you but I wasn't like that I only cared about the people who were kind to me." Enmei paused and let out a sigh , looking away from the green- eyed boy. His face decorated by a questioning look.
" I didnt do good indesriminately but you were unconditionally kind. It was like being good came naturally to you but it wasn't like that for normal people . not for me. I had to try hard to be good while it came effortlessly to you but I was wrong there was nothing wrong with me I was just human. YOU . You were the one who something was wrong with. You behaved like you were God but ever since Eros came you changed .Now i wonder if it was all an act and deep down you were always like him "
" Me and Eros are nothing alike."
" Birds of a feather ."
" Huh ?"
"You're not a hero Hudson so stop pretending to be one." Enmei shouted at the blonde boy and he felt as though he would never catch a break.
" I'm not pretending. I really did save those kids." Hudson said then he sighed frustratedly.
" But you didn't save ME . YOU SAVED EROS when I was the one who needed you most.Now everyone praises you for being a Hero when you have become the Villain in my story." The girl argued with her eyes becoming teary.
" Enmei, I'm sorry I didn't-" Hudson approached her but she drew her sword separating him from her and blocking his path forward.
" How would the public react if they knew that their precious Hero was constantly helping and befriending a Villain."
" I am not befriending him, Enmei"
" The world thinks you're so nice but from where I am you both look the same to me."
" Enmei , I am nothing like him. I . AM . GOOD." Hudson spoke as if he was begging her to be see him as a hero.
" But HE is NOT " She argued , holding her sword firmly in place.
" Enmei , I know he's done some awful things but .. I - I still believe there's some good in him." Hudson stuttered as he said what he knew he'd be judged for.
" Do you know how ridiculous you sound trying to save a man who sees you as his enemy?"
" Hudson , if you can see the good in a person like Eros then that means there is EVIL within YOU."
"Enmei , I'm NOT evil."
" Stay away from EROS before you become his clone. I wont be able to tell you apart. You'll become just like him. EVIL at your very core."
Hudson felt horrible. He always believed he was a good person but his best friend saw him as a pretender and it hurt him .
He cried and ran off as if her words were dangerous daggers following him , about to pierce his soul then when he was running aimlessly through the streets he came across the flyer that his friend Jarret had given him.
It was the one about the Carnival of Clairvoyance.
He stopped took it up and read it with tears running from his eyes. There was the number for a psychic on it and even though he didnt usually take these things seriously he was now desperate for answers.
He'd look to God and Science later but right now this was what was right in front of him.
He decided to head home and call the number.
When he arrived at his apartment, he went straight to his room ,sat down took out his phone , and dialed the number.
The phone rang for a while then it stopped suddenly.
" Hello?" He said not sure if there was someone on the other end of the call.
" Hello , Hudson I was waiting for your call." A woman's voice answered and Hudson felt chills down his spine.
" How do you know my name ?"
" Your name is such an important part of who you are. How could I not know ?"
" Then..... do you know if I am good or evil ?" Hudson asked desperately and when the lady responded again he could hear a smile in her voice.
" Black or white. Wrong or right ? Day or night . What's the purpose of noon ? "
" I don't understand.You're not making any sense." Hudson complained to the woman and she continued to talk in a calming whisper like tone.
"Close your eyes. I'll tell you a story and you'll see a color at end of it. Red if you're evil and green if you're good "
"My eyes are closed." Hudson said shutting his eyes tightly. In that moment he prayed to the Heavens that h'ed really be good. He wished to be a great hero and a man with respectable strenght.
The woman's voice suddenly dragged him away from his thoughts.
" Once upon a time there was an unnamed spirit that was unexpectedly granted a name by God and the spirit was treated unkindly and envied by the other spirits. She was being sexually assaulted and hurt the man who had assaulted her as a result she was shunned and God gave her a brutal punishment. She was banished from his presents and never allowed to see him face to face again."
"Did god ever forgive her for what she did ?" Hudson asked and the woman paused.
" Of course she was forgiven.... because God is good but God could not let a sin that big go unpunished. She had fallen in love with a good spirit and so god punished them both. They were cursed to wander each life unable to love each other and unable to find each other." She paused and smiled a bit more.
" What about now? Did they ever find each other ?"
" They never found each other. Maybe they drove by without ever seeing each others faces or walked by each other in the store without ever recognizing each other. "
" The story has just caught up to the present day and the spirit still wonders around searching for the one she's supposed to love. It is said that sometimes when it rains even the rain avoids her because it doesn't want to partake in her misery. "
"What color did you see ?"
"Green."
" Just like your eyes... Make sure you share some of your good with someone else." The lady on the other end of the call said cheerily.
" I definitely will."
"Hey, what's your na- " Hudson asked but he was interrupted by the sound of the call ending.
The sky grew tired and shut its eyes , blocking out the light around him, the clouds got bored with the scenery and vanished. The rain felt like taking a well needed break from agressively kissing the land.
Hudson sat in his dark room with a new sense of determination.
He wanted to find the spirit that the psychic talked about and he wanted to prove to the world that they were both good , devoid of all that is evil.