Inside Of Our Minds (Hannibal Lecter's Son)

Chapter 6) Childhood

Papa is still upset about me going to Lithuania and getting pregnant so besides the trip with Will I'm not allowed to go anywhere. I was in my old playroom sitting on the couch. I threw a ball up into the air but not too high, then caught it when it came down.

I noticed Papa walk by but stopped when he saw me.

"Didn't think I'd see you in here again." He chuckled walking in.

"I decided to look through my old toys and what not." I explained.

"I remember when I first set this place up for you, I don't think I could ever get you out of it."

I chuckled, I remember camping out in here because it was so fun.

—9 years ago—

"Mick?!" Papa called out. I was in my large wooden toy box hiding. I gotten in trouble at school today for ripping up my homework in front of my teacher.

I stayed silent, hidden away with my large amount of toys, I looked over at the doorway then peaked up, I lowered my head back down.

"Michael Tomas!" Papa called out but in an angrier tone. Yeah I would have to live in here now. Bye bye house I guess.

I heard his footsteps approach the open doorway, before a playroom this was a den with no doors, just an empty doorway that led into a room that was painted with bright colors and filled with a few toy boxes and toy shelves.

I stayed silent, I didn't breath. Then I heard him.

"I can see you Mickey, get out of the toy box." He insisted.

I stayed silent.

"If I have to reach in there and pull you out then you will be given a harsher discipline." He warned. I budged and stood up, rubbing my sore elbow and head that were pressed against hard plastic toys for over ten minutes.

He picked me up and helped me out of the toy box. I sat down on the ground and rubbed a bruise I had on my leg from one of the toys.

"Let me see it." He said kneeling down to my height. I stuck my leg out and showed him.

"It'll go away in a few days." He reassured me before kissing it. I closed my lid to the box and sat on it.

"Your teacher called me." He said with a stern tone walking over to the desk that resides in the room. He sat down then motioned for me to come over. I did so walking nervously up next to him.

"I'm not going to spank you." He reassured picking me up and putting me on his knee. I curled up and laid my head under his chin.

"You know you're supposed to turn in your homework right?"

"Yes sir."

"So why did you rip it up?"

"Because it was frustrating." I explained. "The teacher said we could use the last ten minutes of class to do our homework and I tried but it was way too hard."

He rubbed my hair and shook his head. "My dear boy you could've asked for help or skip to another problem."

"I was so upset and frustrated I just ripped it up."

"I know baby." He said before kissing my forehead.

"Can I go play now?" I asked looking up at him. I kissed his cheek and gave him the puppy eyes.

"Will you rip up your homework again?" He asked.

"No sir."

"Alright Mikey, go play." He said putting me off of his lap. "I'm going to be with a client in my office."