I grew up with seven siblings, one
Mom and no dad... except for his mother's
boyfriend.
He was there alot....
I hated them though.... he wasn't my father.
My father was the bestest man in the whole
world!!! But that man.... that's not my dad
I heard things... They'd always talked in my
ear... it was like they were right there...
Breathing down my neck...
Mama would always be up early.
I still lived with mama....
The others left once they were able to...
She's always sad she never sees them,
unless it's the holidays..
I looked down stairs and saw her,
She bought me chicken and I smiled
running down. I hugged her and she
grinned widely and kiss my cheek.
"Baby! You're awake! Come on mama got
some chicken for you!"
I smiled as I ate once give a plate.
She left saying she had to meet up with her
Boyfriend.
"Okay mama.... be safe!"
I said worried, she looked nice but too nice
Some punk might try something...
I just ended up sighing... I had to hurry and
Catch my flight back to New Mexico...
-'it's poisoned'-
I drop my piece of chicken and freeze.
-'she doesn't love you... no one does'-
-'you're being watched'-
-'they're outside'-
I grabbed my head and jolted up shaking
my head.
I turned to the window and saw a man
just standing there... I blink and he just
disappeared.
"St-STOP!"
I begged, after awhile of begging and um..
being brave totally not crying, they
stopped.
I got up and looked at the chicken...
I tried to take another bite but hesitated..
I'm scared... so I let it stay there.
"I'm not that hungry.... I need to get to my
flight..."
I said as I walked up stairs.
I open up my suitcase and stuff my clothes
inside.
I grabbed my coat since it was snowing
hard.
I headed out, locking he door and taking
my key with me.
I grab my phone and got an Uber.
I then just waited...
The soft snow feels nice and nostalgic on
my feet.
I smile and nuzzle more into my scarf that
ma had knitted for me when I was 11... it
was always really big and still is... but it
was big in a nice cozy way.
It always smelt like her, like home...
The Uber gets her and I walk up, asking
"Are you for Jeremy?"
"Yes, get in kid!"
He said unlocking the doors.
I walk in and he asked.
"How old are ya kid? Going to pick up ya
mom?"
"No... I'm leaving back to New Mexico... I
work there... I was just visiting my ma."
I said looking at him.
"Oh! First job huh? Cool!"
"NO, this is my second job... I'm 26"
The car went silent.
"My bad dude... you look 16 or 18!... so um..
What do you do?"
He asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh! I kill people professionally!"
I said smiling.
He froze and the rest of the ride was silent.
I didn't mind because then I could just
Listen
to my music.
-'he's gonna kill you'-
-'you need to run'-
I freeze and breathe.
I shook my head and prayed it won't come
back.
"Sir we're here..."
"Huh?"
I said adjusting my hearing aid.
"Oh thanks!"
I got out and left, heading to my gate.
I didn't bored till 20 minutes but I don't
mind standing.
The gates open and we're let on.
I slowly get on and show them my ticket
that I bought online.
I boreded and sat down in my seat.
I was thankfully sitting alone.
Not many people leave Boston now since
It's fall and not near Christmas.
Still it was snowing like fuck...
Now I just had to wait till I landed.
I can't wait to see Ms. Pauling again!
We land and I hopped off.
I see heavy holding a sign saying
Da scoot, it was crossed off and under it
was ze Scout.
I wave him down and run up to him.
"HEY HEAVY! how ya been?!"
He grabbed me and headed to a truck Ms.
Pauling let him use to pick me up.
I get in and he smiles seeing me.
"How is scout?"
"Great! Ma has been doing great too! I can't
wait to see her on Christmas!"
"Good! Scout seems happy! Ms Pauling
will be glad! She with administrator."
He said smiling warmly.
"Huh?... Pauling won't be meeting us?..."
"Not like normal, she has work!"
He saw how sad I was and handed
me chocolate.
I grabbed it.
"Thanks heavs..."
It tasted weird but kind of good.
It's bad....
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Auditory hallucinations
Детектив / Триллерscout was born with the ability to hear things, special things. slowly but surely these auditory hallucinations turn into visual hallucinations. slowly he's going insane, going Berserk... slowly resulting to his original ways... his unhealthy ways...
