Chapter 4
Its been a couple of days sense Spider regained consciousness and no one has been able to get him to listen to them. He continued blame himself for what happened and as a result was going into a state of deep depression.
Bea looked over at Spider worriedly, who was lying in the village center, in a depressed state. He hadn't moved since that morning and it was now late afternoon.
This is bad… she thought, If he doesn’t snap out of this depression soon… Bea has had about the same amount of luck as everyone in terms of getting Spider to listen: none. I can only imagine the pain he feels. To fall in love with someone and then having that ‘someone’ use you like that…the pain must be great.
Bea sighed, if only they could get him to believe that it wasn’t his fault…
To add to the list of worries, there had been suspicious activity near the village in recent days. It was bounty hunters that were hunting for Spider and they had made a couple of attempts to get to Spider already. They were able to fend them off, but Bea had a sinking felling that they were just testing their defenses, so that exploit any weaknesses to get who they wanted. And with Spider's current mental state Bea wasn't sure if he would even respond when they finally force they way into the village to take him. Drek had the defenses beefed up and the patrols increased as a precaution, but Bea wasn’t sure it would be enough…
Days pass and Spider seemed to be getting only worse, sinking deeper and deeper into depression. Bea still tried talking to him, but she never got a response. He would just stare blankly out at nothing, as if he had lost the sense purpose in his life. And the bounty hunters were getting more and more persistent…
Late one night, Bea was awakened by noise in the village center. Looking out she was surprised to see Spider staggering about pantless; he was drunk. And Bea knew he had really hit a low point now...for he never drank before. She quickly went down to him. Spider looked at her with a somewhat blank look, he was holding a bottle precariously with his face tentacles.
"Ev'in' Bea.." he said, his speech heavily slurred.
"Spider.." she said, "how many of those did you drink?"
"Lost count..."
"After how many?"
Spider thought a moment, "Don' remember..."
"Oh Odd. All that will only make you feel even worse..."
"It will? Now yer tell me..."
It was then that the bottle slipped out of his grip and fell to the ground, shattering into dozens of pieces. Spider looked down at the pieces in an almost curious fashion. He then let out a heavily sigh and said:
"Jus' like my life...shattered and broken..." With tears in his eyes he turned away and flopped down on a bench.
"Your life is not shattered Spider, it only seems that way. You can’t keep blaming yourself for something that you had no control over. The sooner you realize that, the better it will be for you and the rest of us. Please, don’t give up on yourself…stay with us…."
Spider remained quiet and Bea realized that she wasn't going to get anything from him now.
"You know that if you need someone to talk to...I'm always available." she said with a sigh before returning to her hut...
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