T h e O t h e r s

 

Davey Patterson is Angel’s best friend. He and Angel have been best friends since Angel’s second year of Kindergarten (I don’t go into this in the first book). Davey is the product of a one night stand. His mother has had several occupations, but spent most of Davey’s life working as a hooker. Neither of his parents acknowledge him.

Davey is pretty, with his cherry lips, jewel-colored eyes, and blushed skin. I think he’s like roses and delphinums, beautiful and delicate-looking. But Davey hates the way he looks. As far as he’s concerned, he’s just another skinny, yellow-haired White boy, and would rather look like Angel or Belly.

Davey is very artistic. He can sing, draw, paint, play the piano. He works as a waiter at an all-you-can-eat/take-out restaurant. Because of an experience he had as a child, he has, for most of his life, wanted an "ebony girl", but when it comes to "ebony chicks", he’s about as brave as a chicken plant.

Davey is stronger than he knows.

B r e a k

Bevolyn "Bev" Etheridge is Angel’s girl, but she’s also the only girl he’s ever been able to talk to about very private things. She’s his only female confidant.

Bev has recurring dreams of a magical humanoid whom she calls her "fantasy angel", and because of these dreams, she is inspired to seek out a man who looks like and has the lovable characteristics of her dream angel.

Bev is a college drop-out who lives with her parents. She makes money by doing hair, and hopes to get her certificate in cosmetology so she can get a job working under a professional beautician, and then hopefully open up her own shop one day. Because of a horrible experience she had as a child, Bev has made the decision to never allow any man to victimize, exploit, or take advantage of her.

Bev is strong, and she knows it. She’s proof that all girls who are sexually abused don’t grow up to be porn stars, strippers, prostitutes, etc.

B r e a k

Damiano (Damian) "Belly" Corgelli is Angel’s cousin. Most of his story is told in the sequel, Angel’s Boys. When he was a boy, the other kids started calling him "Jelly Belly" because he had a fat stomach. As a young man, Belly in some ways embodies the ideal image of an Italiano. He’s been getting laid since God said "Let there be light", his penis is bigger than the average man of Caucasian persuasion (Belly says he’s not Caucasian. He says he’s of Mediterranean descent, and he prefers to be called "Italian" rather than "white", but in this country, he’s categorized as a white dude, even though he has a slight tan, because when you break it all the way down, he’s really just a white boy ), and there’s no telling how many times he’s been slapped for pinching, patting, grabbing, and smacking behinds. Most of the time it’s his girlfriends who slap him. All of his girlfriends give him credit for being top notch in the bedroom. And in the bath tub, etc. And no, he’s not a womanizer, nor is he a closet weenie.

Belly isn’t all together. He’s kind of messed up. Not messed up in the way that the average messed up white boy is messed up. He’s messed up in the way that Elmo would be if he was messed up. For instance, dude swears up and down and sideways that he had a pet unicorn when he was a kid, and even has the "wishing horn" to prove it. According to him, the unicorn exploded when a dragon tried to have sex with it. Sometimes his mind wanders, and he says things that only he can understand.

Belly had an uncanny childhood, but despite that, he’s always been happy and cheerful, and nobody can understand how he does it. On the outside, he’s smooth, handsome, and swarthy, with a good body and loads of sexual magnetism. But on the inside he’s a very frightened, very baffled, very dorkish little boy, and a lot of times, it shows.

When Belly goes to visit his cousin for the first time since they were teenagers, he’s been celibate for about two years.

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