The Deal

Dreaming with The rainbown

Pov. Storyteller

Lars was returning home with his head down and with his ears a little low and with the blue gift package under his armpit, Derrick was walking beside him distractedly with the headphones on his ear and holding his cell phone, Lars was rushing his steps a little  to keep up with Derrick who hadn't even asked how he was feeling.

Lars looked at Derrick who seemed indifferent to what was happening, he hoped that Derrick would at least comfort him after Zane treated him that way but Derrick just leaned against the wall and drank a can of soda pretending nothing was happening.

Lars looked down and remembered Zack who practically abandoned him in the middle of the party, he wanted to say that he hoped the two of them would do something about it.

- What do I say? , What do I do? Do I just walk away? Do I say I want more attention? Nope not that. - Said Lars, looking up and looking back at Derrick who was singing softly as he walked.

Lars let out a sigh and stood with his ears down again as he looked down with a sad look.

- I like to give gifts to my friends. - Lars said, - But we are not friends. - Zane said, this scene kept coming back to Lars head, making him feel more and more hurt.

- Bye Derrick. - Said Lars very quietly when he arrived home and saying a shy goodbye to his friend.

- Bye Lars! - Said Derrick, removing one of the headphones from his right ear and waving his hand.

Lars walked to the door and pressed the doorbell, he could hear the television on from outside, his mother was watching TV while lying on the sofa and eating some fries. She heard the doorbell ring and felt a little uncomfortable because it was interrupting her leisure time, she walked to the door and looked through the peephole and saw Lars wearing his shirt with a unicorn and hood and with a gift package under the door. armpit.

She sighed deeply before opening the door.

Lars watched as the door opened in front of him and his mother gave him a brief disapproving look and then turned away without even speaking to him.

If only Zane's disregard, Derrick's indifference and now his mother's contempt weren't bad.

Lars went to his room and frustrated threw the gift package against the wall and with force, he felt like hanging Zane and punching Derick.

- I can not do it! I'm weak. - Said Lars, keeping his ears down and sitting on his bed and giving another sigh.

He looked at the white ceiling of the wall while memories of when he was loved came to his mind, almost making him cry, next to the bed there were some superhero comics, Lars picked up a very old edition, the cover was almost completely worn and torn, He was going to read it anyway, he just wanted to be distracted.

Lars picked up the oldest comic, his father had given it to him seven years ago when the two of them read it together, a silhouette in front of the bedroom door caught his attention, he put the comic down and saw his mother holding a basket with dirty clothes.

He looked at her as if he didn't understand what she meant.

- Don't you want to be a woman? Women wash clothes. - She said with a look full of hatred and disappointment.

Lars continued to lie still on the bed as if he wasn't going to do anything.

- Get up and go wash your clothes and then the dirty dishes, I'm going out with your father. - She said.

Lars sighed and got up from the bed, all he could do was obey.

If you were like Yuri, none of this would have happened. - She said as Lars came down the stairs with the basket of dirty clothes and she was walking right behind him.