Heart of a myth

-chapter three-

M.H

It's now the next day and I am currently rushing around my small room trying to frantically find everything I need for this stay, since I forgot yesterday, My dad needed to tell me something he forgot to tell me yesterday so when I was grabbing my toothpaste and toothbrush he told me that I am going to be staying with his sister over the months I will be there. I believe her name is Jade but I of course haven't seen her before since I live up here and not on earth and he never wanted me to be there, well till now.

I still hate this. Why can't he do this himself instead of pawning off his job to his seventeen year old son who has never even tried to do this crap? I barely know how to use my powers! at least we don't use the old bow and arrow anymore...if i had to use that I would probably accidentally shoot myself with it and fall in love with my stuffed duck. 

I let out a heavy sigh before grabbing some of my clothes from my white dresser trying to forget what I was thinking. I grab everything I need as I zip up my backpack. Since I don't have many things, I don't need a big bag or anything like that.

I stare in the mirror that was hanging on the back of the door looking at the reflection of myself as I reach out for the handle, I stop with my hand wrapped around the rusting gold knop. I raise my head up so I am making eye  contact with my blue eyes, I know there is fear in them.

I know that I am scared to go there, not just because it's gross but because my mom died there. And I am not fully inmortal i could still die. There are so many more things that could happen down there like someone finding out about what I am doing, judgment, I do  everything wrong and my dad being disappointed in me.

I know that my dad already has issues with me and if I mess this up he'll think I am more disgraceful then I already am. That's the insecurities of being a cupid's son.

I soon pushed the door open and started to walk out into the hall to find my dad who was waiting for me to say his goodbyes.

"Alright son, are you ready to go?" My father asked me with his fake smile.
"Ya, whatever lets just go." I said with a huff. I really didn't want to leave, well at least not yet.   As we were walking towards the elevator I remembered that I forgot something that was really important to me, and if I didn't bring it I would hate it even more down there.
"Wait Dad, I forgot something. Just give me a second." I blurted in a hurry as I scrambled back to my room to get my stuffed duck.

You may be wondering why I am freaking out over one little stuffed duck. But you don't understand, that duck is my life. He is my everything. His name is Mr. Waddles and he has helped me through everything. He was given to me by my mother before she got postpartum depression and got addicted to drugs. She gave him to me when I was three years old for my third birthday and I have had him ever since.
Once I enter my room I instantly rummage through everything, moving blankets, looking under the bed and my desk but I still couldn't find my yellow little duck.
"What did you forget? I thought you said you were ready?" My dad asked, rushing into the room after me.
"Yes I thought I was ready but I just forgot something. Just give me a second so I can grab it."
"Well what did you forget?" my father asked, looking at the watch he had on his right wrist.
"Nothing, don't worry about it. I am just going to grab it real quick." I said looking for it everywhere in my room but not finding it anywhere.
"Well hurry up, or we are going to be late." my father grumbled.
"Ya, ya whatever. C'mon where did I put it?" I grumbled to myself under my breath. After a while I gave up looking for it so I just let it go with a defeated look on my pale face. "Come on dad lets go" I softly said with a sigh. "Did you find what you were looking for, son?" he asked with his hands behind his back walking over to the elevator again. I follow sheepishly behind him with an upsetting look on my face.

"No I did not" I just replied softly and ignoring the rest of the things he has been saying to me. We walked past a group of trash cans and one of my dad's workers was tossing a bag into the can when I saw yellow peeking from the top. I rush over there and slightly shove the shorter out my way, making him yelp in shock and my dad glaring at me.

I soon grab my duck from the bag that the guy was holding and I give him a quick glare before I go back to where my dad stands. "That rubbish? I thought you threw that out months ago son?" he said harshly which made my heart hurt. "It's not garbage dad! It's from mom okay? And no, I would never throw it out." my dad just groans before grabbing me from my arm and drags me to the elevator.  "Now no more distractions."  my dad said, rushing me to the elevator that takes you down to Earth ---- Well it just takes you to a random ass place in a creepy abandoned alleyway. But it works I guess so there's not much to say really. I sigh as I turn to face the man that I have been trapped with for years without my own say into it. "Well I think I am ready" I mumbled, holding onto one of my backpack straps standing tall. He just looks at me with a straight face before nodding and placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Son, make me proud okay? And prove that you could be the next great cupid..." he says with a firm grip on my shoulder. I resist the urge to roll my eyes as I push his hand off of me and cross my arms. "Yeah sure..".
He just grins before saying his final goodbyes and pushing me towards the elevator. He didn't even give me a hug goodbye or a handshake and I am leaving for like 1 or 2 months! And all he cares about is pawning his job off of me.

Now I am in the small box looking at all the buttons. I sigh softly before reaching out and pressing the 'earth' button as I hold my bag and my stuffed duck. About six minutes later out of nowhere the doors open showing a very bright light which blinds me for a second. I step out of the doors quickly with all of my things, I turn around as the elevator starts to disappear...I just shrug my shoulders before looking down at my watch, one my dad gave me, to see where I am. I tilt my head when I look at the words reading ----- 'Seattle Washington'.