Chapter 3

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Vlad

A new day, a new beginning. The morning came and with it a sad decision. As much as we enjoyed our night in the shed, we had to leave because it was not safe to stay here and we had enough food to last us for about two weeks, there was no need to stay here anymore.

Before starting our new journey, I took my time to thank to whoever is watching over us, for this wonderful night, for granting us the peace and quiet, we really needed this.

I know I'm very young and do not have the social skills of an average child, because I very rarely interact with them, especially now that I'm growing up more and I tend to stay away from the others, but If it's one person I know like the back of hand, it's my dad. I just know him and I can see that something it's bothering him. For me it's as clear as day, this book of his has no covers, but he thinks I don't notice his frown when his not looking at me and how deep in thought he is. Usually we talk a lot, play games of hide and seek, try to act as enemies and engage in mock fights, joke around and let our mouth blabber with no filter. Now, he was mostly silent and tensed all the time.

You would think that if we are running and hiding that it's ok to be always on high alert. Yes, but no. It's very tiresome to be on edge for hours and days non stop, that's why we often give ourselves breaks to have fun and rest, but now my dad was on a mission he was not sharing with me and it made me anxious.

I tried talking to him and find out what was on his mind and coax an answer or explanation from him numerous times, but if I get one more "I'm fine, don't worry" as a reply I'm going to cut his pants and strangle him with them.

After three days of silent treatment I had enough, the frustration of him acting like that reached it's limit and I did what every child would do: put my butt down and started to cry and oh my did I cry.

"Vlad!!! What happened!?" I hear him ask with fear in his voice and he was beside me in an instant.

"Are you ok? Are you hurt?" he kept on asking while I could feel his hands trying to find the source of my pain.

  But of course there was nothing physical, just my emotions that got the best of me after days of being left out from OUR journey.

I couldn't stop crying and after about ten minutes, I got a hold of my self and the snotty crying became sobbing. All of this time my dad was in a panic, he didn't know what to do, it was the first time I acted like this and took him by surprise. He wasn't the only one taken by surprise, ok?

"Y-you ignored me for the past t-th-three days" it's all I managed to say sobbing, before I just started crying again. I didn't know one can have so many tears, what was happening??

I could hear him sighing in relief and capture me in a bear hug. Apart from meditation, my father's embraces are the best place to be.

" I am so, so, so sorry my little warrior!" He told me while being held tight in his arms. "You are right and I am so sorry. I didn't even realize I was like that, and I can't believe you didn't try to murder me in the meantime" he told me like it was a serious joke.

  He started to rock our bodies, like he did when I was little and scared, to soothe me and I think that he needed it just as much as I did. We both needed the connection.

  "I thought about it and I already had a couple of scenarios" I told him truthfully.

  "What?" he said surprised and pushed me so he could see my face better.

  "You heard that right, but I didn't had the chance to acts on them because those stupid tiers has a mind of their own and started a riot." I replied with a smug face. "Now hug me!!" I glared at him and in a microsecond I has again plastered on his chest.

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