Angel Eyes (COMPLETED)

Chapter 27 - About You Now

Tuesday - David's POV

A nap was a horrible idea because now I feel worse than I did before.

David slowly opened his eyes and immediately resented the world. With all that's happened today, can't he just have a good few hours of sleep that didn't leave him feeling like he woke up in a bush? There were no chances of getting back to sleep, so why not go out and get some fresh air while simultaneously clearing the mind? The jock lumbered out of bed and groaned as he put on some comfortable clothes to go outside. He wasn't going anywhere specific, so he didn't have to dress to impress.

The house was eerily quiet as David descended the stairs and entered the foyer. It was strange considering that the house currently was occupied, but they must be upstairs doing whatever. His next stop, after retrieving a blue zipper to quickly throw on, was the garage where he hoped his old bike would be. One of the perks of having friends who drive is getting driven to school, so the bike lost its usefulness. A part of him truly hoped the bike was still there and in working condition because it had that special feeling behind it. David first got the bike as a present from his mother since he was enrolled in a football camp during the summer when he was 15. Considering none of his friends could drive at that point, and his dad always worked early in the mornings and couldn't have driven him to the camp, the bike was his only option. Well, besides public transport but that just made him anxious.

David opened the side door that led to the garage and stepped inside to be greeted by dust and cobwebs. Luckily he wasn't scared of spiders because that would've made the journey a lot more difficult. The jock used his best detective skills to search for the bike all over the garage until he came across a brown tarp that was draped across a bicycle shaped object. That must be it. David tore off the tarp and was met with a new wave of nostalgia swept over him when he laid his eyes upon the bike.

There it was, my old pride and joy. It was an older city bike with a baby blue frame that contrasted the brown seat and handles. The main attraction of this bike though was the brown basket that was attached to the front of the handlebars. Oh, how cool he felt with that basket. People would tease him about the bike since in their eyes it didn't look "cool" and instead looked "gay", but that didn't deter the boy. He loved this bike and always used it, until he grew out of it. I don't mean that like he got bigger, he just stopped using it since status and image suddenly mattered to David.

Before he could take the bike out for a spin, he had to give it a check-up first. The handlebars and pedals seized at first and eventually loosened up which was a good sign. He checked the tires and groaned when they felt flat. After a few minutes of locating an air pump, he filled the tires full of air and, after making sure the bike could support his new weight, rolled it out of the garage and cycled down the sidewalk.

I gotta say, riding a bike and feeling the wind in my hair felt great. I just felt so free, so at ease, one with nature you could say. For a moment, I actually felt like I was out of that emotional limbo and was happy again. Of course, that didn't last for very long once I decided on where I would be going. I don't know, maybe once I'm there I'll feel better and maybe get some closure? I'm not sure how this works.

David tried to remember the route Chris took from the school when he kidnapped the boy and took him to his special place. The trip didn't feel as long as it did when the two drove in Chris' car, but the journey would have been shorter if David didn't take detours to avoid Chris' house and retrace his steps whenever he felt lost. Eventually, he would arrive to the familiar dirt trail that led the boy up a hill, through the trees, over the bridge to grannies house, and to the clearing he was shown.

It felt weird being here. He didn't feel empty, but he didn't feel like how he usually did. Then again, he wasn't in that emotional limbo either so that was a plus. This place was home to good memories and good memories only, which paired perfectly with the beautiful view of the lake. David hopped off his bike and placed it against a tree so he could walk towards the edge and sit down. He finally gave himself a moment to get some well needed rest and relaxation so he could process today's events.