ICHABOD episode 14/15

? ICHABOD?

Cursed For A 1000 Years

Chapter 14

“Yea. I just remembered I found something in my room when I woke up this morning, I don’t know how it got there. Did you come to my room last night? Is this yours?”

He swallowed ha-rd , unable to concentrate on his driving…

“Idiot, just tell her a lie!” Odin snarled in his head.

**

“Urm, yea, Ah…” He inhaled de-eply, lying was not his thing really. While he stuttered, Harmony’s phone rang . Thank Goodness! He couldn’t believe how sweaty he was within how many minutes.

“You are so dumb! Seriously! You are her b©dyguard! You could say you went to her room to check up on her when you heard noises in the room. Then you forgot it there. Ish! Do I nee-d to do everything for you?”

“Shut up Odin! It was your clumsiness that caused it in the first place!”

“Yea? Bite me?”

“Um, excuse me, Ichabod, are you talking to someone?” Harmony asked, looking at him in the mirror from the back seat.

Odin chuckled, “caught in the act!”

“No Harmony, I was just…actually the bottle is mine, I forgot it in your room last night. I thought I heard something so I c@m£ to check…”

Harmony frowned. “You c@m£ into my room while I was slee-ping?”

“Yea, though I heard noised but all was fine…can I have the bottle plea-se?” He asked politely.

“Sure.” Harmony replied and handed it back to him,

“take a right turn,” she said before returning to her call.

“You are so lucky that I only forgot it in her room, I should have gotten rid of it…” Odin gr-unted.

“Shut up,” Ichabod whispered to himself, clearing his throat at the same time so that Harmony wouldn’t think her b©dyguard has run mad.

**

“Action!”

Shouted the director who startled Ichabod where he sat at a corner, watching what was happening in front of him

. Even though the man had been shouting for hours, Ichabod had still not gotten used to it.

Harmony c@m£ in from another room. She was dressed in a ti-ght fitting Sk-irt and shi-t while talking to a man Ichabod had seen at the movie premiere. She was really beautiful…and that took him to a memory of many years ago….

**

It was a late night in the woods. Everything around them was pitch black. The breeze was harsh and cold, pene-trating into the cloak they were all wearing and into their n-ked skin, Ichab and his men were camped around the fire to get warmth before continuing their journey the following morning. One of his men who had gone in search of food in the neighboring town.

“Esmen is back…” Monty had said as they heard footsteps coming behind them and with the way he was moving, Ichab imagined, his man had brou-ght some heavy animal that would be roasted until he c@m£ closer and the men realized he was carrying a woman…whose legs were covered in blood…..

**

“She is talented isn’t she?” Said a voice close to him, interrupting his thoughts. Turning around he saw Vivian beside him. She has been helping with the whole setting and movement and face painting.

“Oh, yea. She is.” He replied, clearing his throat.

“That’s why she is the best.” Vivian said with a smile.

“So, how does it feel like, to be the b©dyguard of a superstar?”

Ichabod frowned and added a smile, “I don’t know yet. I guess pretty much the same as being the bestfriend to one.”

Vivian smiled. “Smart as-s. I don’t think so actually. You know I’m even curious about you. How come we have never seen you before and all of a sudden, you are here. Why do I feel like you are here on a mission?”

For a while Ichabod just maintained that glas-sy smile on hisl-ips. What was the lady doing? Was he a kind of a witch as well?

All of a sudden, Vivian bur-st into laughter, “I’m just kidding dude. Oh my God! You should look at your face!” She said before standing up. “I like you Icky. You are strange but I like you.”She said before walking away.

He was taking a quic-k de-ep breath when Harmony c@m£ to sit beside him, in her hand was a bottle of water.

“Are you okay Ichabod?”

He smiled with a nod.

“I hope you don’t mind, we will be going to a p@rty tonight. It’s a way of celebr@ting my movie’s nomination.”

He frowned.

. “A p@rty?”

“Yea, you know, women, booze!”

He frowned and she looked surprised. “You don’t like women?”

“Oh..well, I don’t know I guess I do.”

Harmony chuckled, “hold on, are you saying you are g@y or biS-xual?”

“Oh of course not. I..well. I’m neither g@y nor biS-xual. ” He finally replied, trying not to betray himself.

Harmony gave him a suspicious look but he returned it with a smile…

“So, you like women right?” She asked, giving him that knowing look and he was finding it difficult to look at her…

“Wait, is there a woman you love and you are not telling me? You have that secretive look. Who is she?” She asked, smiling suspiciously.

“I don’t know what you are talking about Harmony.” He replied, half-smiling.

“There it is. There is a woman. You know I am so good at re-ading people.” She said, laughing, “I’m sure we will talk about it. There are lots of things I nee-d to ask you Ichabod, like the last time, you said you know a lot about double personalities, and then you said you were in my room last night that you thought someone was in and…”

“Oh, about that…there was no one and….”

“The thing is, Ichabod.” Haromy said, looking at him sternly. “I think someone comes to my room everynight and that is why I hired you. I nee-d to catch that person!”

?ICHABOD?
Cursed For A 1000 Years

Chapter 15

Ichabod sipped from the wine in his hand. He had tried calling Adam but the noise of the p@rty was too much he could ba-rely hear what Adam was saying. How in the world was he going to catch himself?

Different people graced the p@rty, most of them were people he had seen their pictures with Harmony in the house. Talking of Harmony, she was standing with some other people as they took several group pictures.

He checked the time, it was some minutes to ten in the night . The time was long gone. He caught Harmony’s signaling to him to come over and he immediately went to her. She excused herself from the group and walked up to meet him, she looked worried.

“What is it?” He asked as he got close enough to be heard by her.

“I’ve been trying to call Michael, his lines are not going throu-gh. I’ve s£nt several messages to him as well, he didn’t pick. I am so worried. I tried calling Debby, Tracy’s teacher, she is not picking either.”

“Calm down. Does your daughter have a phone?”

“Of course not, she is ba-rely six years old!”

“Ok sorry. Do you have anyone else you can call?”

She sighed. “I asked Vivian to get me some numbers and….” She st©pped as her phone rang

. “Oh thank God, It’s Debby. Hello…” She started, rushing out to pick her call while Ichabod followed.

She said something in a foreign language but with the look on her face showed that all was not well. Then she ended the call, clasping a hand to her mouth as if she was going to cry.

“What is it?”

“Michael never showed up. She said Tracey locked herself up in the bathroom. Oh my God! This is my fault! What am I going to do?”

Meanwhile, Vivian rushed towards them. She was so excited, “Babe, the man from Netflix is here, this is great this is…”She st©pped as she saw the look on Harmony’s face. “Are you okay?”

“Michael didn’t show up and Tracey locked herself up and no one could convince her to open and the program is starting in the next one hour…”

“Oh that bastard! He didn’t show up! What exactly is he good for?” Vivian shouted in anger.

“I will go to her school and talk to her. Let me do my job Harmony. Go back to your work.”

The two ladies starred at him.

“Are you sure Ichabod?”

He nodded, “yes, she will be fine. Trust me.” He said affirmatively.

“Let me go with you and…”

“If there is a nee-d to come to pick you, I will come back. Go do your thing. Meanwhile, plea-se tell the teacher that someone is coming.” He said, before walking away to get the car.

**

Ichabod brou-ght the car to a halt and he stepped out of the car hurriedly. There were several cars parked alongside his, loud music was coming from somewhere and he saw people walking in two’s and three’s in their different costumes. He followed where the majority of them were going and the music sounded closer. Finally he ended up in front of a big hall. People were everywhere and there were children queuing up with different bowls in their hands each, shouting ‘trick or treat.’

“Oh my God. You are all so adorable!” A woman shouted and dropped some things into each bowl.

“The madness of this generation is alarming.” He said to himself as he walked past the children who were disappointed as he dropped nothing.

“Excuse me are you Miss Debby? He asked the first lady he saw when he got into the hall. The lady looked like someone in her early thirties, black Sk-irt and a blue shi-t. She frowned. “No, I’m not. I’m a parent, you should talk to one of the teachers. There is a tag in front of their shi-ts.” She said, pointing towards an angle of the hall where there were people standing with children dressed in different costumes. There was a drama going on the stage and everyone was paying attention.

“Okay, thank you.”

Ichabod hissed his way throu-gh the crowd in the hall and finally ended up at another side of the hall. He tapped the lady addressing a group of children.

“Excuse me, plea-se, I’m trying to find Miss Debby.” He said to the lady who turned around and blu-shed all of a sudden.

“Hi, I guess you are Mr. Ichabod. We have been expecting you. plea-se come with me, we are all so freaked out and…”

“Miss Debby. Your students are next.” A man whom Ichabod didn’t notice behind him.

“Oh my God! It’s our turn. I’m sorry Mr .Ichabod. But I guess we will have to do without our beauty and the beast.” She said apologetically.

“Where is she?” Ichabod demanded as the lady arranged the children…

“Left turn, down straight, last door. I’m so sorry.” She said but Ichabod didn’t wait any longer…

**

The pas-sageway was quiet but there were lights everywhere. There were six doors straight down so he walked to the last one. He listened attentively enough to pick the sound of Tracey’s sobs. He knocked.

“Tracey, it’s Ichabod, open.”

The sobbing st©pped for a while but no reply.

“I am so sorry for what your father did honey. But….”

“He promised me Ichabod, Mum also thought that he was gonna come. Everyone will laugh at me again…” she sobbe-d.

“I hate my daddy too you know.”

She st©pped sobbing, “why?”

“If you open up, I will tell you.”

For a while, there was no movement but the door opened eventually and her little face c@m£ out.

. She was alre-ady dressed in a white ball go-wn, white shoes and in her hand was a magic wand and a tiara was on her head.

“Oh my God! You are such a beautiful angel….”

She smiled, “I’m a beauty, silly.”

Ichabod laughed and squ-atted to reach her height. “ This go-wn is too beautiful to be wasted for such a night.”

“But, I don’t have my beast…”

“Well, surprisingly, I have my beast…” Ichabod said with a smile.

“What are you talking about?” The girl asked with raised brows.

“Hold on, my beast can be a piece of work, let me ask him if he is willing to do this.”

Tracy chuckled. “Okay.”

Ichabod win-ked at her and then stood up, he walked further away from Tracey who laughed as he talked to himself.

“Odin, I nee-d your help.”

Silence…

“Odin, I mean it, plea-se, you nee-d to help.”

Silence…

“Well, I can only as-sume that your silence means a yes.” He said, sp©tting a sharp pin lying on the floor. quic-kly, he picked it up. Then he turned around, “come on, let’s go.”

“So what did your beast say?” Tracy asked excitedly.

“Oh, he’s slee-ping, I will wake him up soon.” He said, putting the pin in his pocket, “a sharp pain will do the trick.”

**

They both stayed at the entrance as they watched those on the stage miming to the music-

Tale as old as time

True as it can be

ba-rely even friends

Then someb©dy bends

Unexpectedly…

Miss Debby saw them from where she stood and quic-kly found her way to where they were standing.

“Oh my goodness! You are here!” She cried joyfully, k!ss!ngTracy on the head. “You are so beautiful, you are coming next, so where is her beast?” Debby asked, turning to Ichabod.

“Oh, he is taking a nap right now, but I as-sure you, we gonna have a beast tonight. Just let me know when I nee-d to come in.”

“I trust him for some reason.” Tracy said to her teacher excitedly.

“Okay then.”Debby said and then they waited for the next verse…

Just a little change

Small, to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the beast

“No go dear….”Debby whispered to Tracy who waltzed towards the stage waving her wands while doing so…Ichabod held the pin in his hand and closed his eyes as he pressed the pointy sharp edge into his wrist….he shut his eyes as the lanced throu-gh him and a gr0@nescaped hisl-ips….when he opened the eyes, it was a shimmering red pair of eyes.

The crowd cheered as she c@m£ in, looking so cute in her fairy-like attire…..

“You should get your costume re-ady; you are going after the next stanza…” Debby said, turning to her side but Ichabod was nowhere to be found….

Odin straightened his n£¢k which made a cracking noise as he did so….

“You idiot! Why did you have to wake me up now?”

“Oh my god! What is that?”

“It’s a Vampire…”

“It’s a werewolf.”

“Damn that costume is the best I’ve seen…”

“It looks so real oh my God! This is so cute!”

“I’m so scared…”

Someone shouted close to where Odin stood and then he realized he was at the center of the hall and everyone was taking their phones out to take his picture.

“What madness is this?” He gro-an ed, holding his hand forward, attempting to snatch a phone and tear the owner into shreds but that minute, a soft little hand t©uçhed his skin and he looked behind him….it was Tracy and where the hell was she taking him to?

All eyes followed, including the c@m£ra lights as they both walked to the stage. Tracy couldn’t st©p laughing…she took both hands into her little ones and guided him to dance along with her….

“Ichabod, I will kill you for sure! For ma-king me do this!” He gro-an ed in his head as he and Tracy turned at the same time…

Certain as the sun

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast….

“Come on, enjoy it, It’s Dracula’s dance remember. Let’s just have fun tonight. Later, we can continue our war but Tracy nee-ds you right now….” Ichabod said back to him.

“Okay, I only agree to do this just for this little girl….just remember” Odin replied, lifting Tracy up and throwing her into the air just to catch her so quic-kly with one hand and careful enough not to hurt her with his nails. The crowd screamed and cheered, everyone stood up and the whole place roared with a thun-derous cl@pping…..

TBC…