"Joseph! You okay?" i yelled running towards his bathroom.
"daddy!" As i was running to him i saw some movement in my peripheral vision like.. like someone giggling. Ignoring the sound i kept moving, nothing mattered at that moment but my son. "BUG!"
"what?" I asked dubiously, standing at his doorway.
"Daddy! There's a bug on my toilet seat!" cried joseph.
"Joseph what the hell?! You can't handle a bug on your own! God, i thought you were.. Darn kid!" I screamed at him. I was fuming all over and bursting with extra ordinary rage. I stormed out of the bloody bathroom and out of the house banging the door behind me. It was a chilly october afternoon. I spent many hours walking aimlessly. Why can't I simply move on forgetting the past? All these stories are fake! People just wish to make our already miserable life, worse. Ghosts? Crap, the one's who die move on or something they don't haunt people's life! Then why did i feel that Ashley.. I cringed, even thinking her name annoyed me. She was a mad woman. But why did I get that furious? I thought. What was his fault? It.. It wasn't my usual anger! Heck I never even raise my voice and today I shouted at my 3 year old son.
"Christ," I mumbled running hands through my hair. "I'm such a bad father! I'm a failure katherine, I'm a failure." I blamed myself.
Slowly, I headed back home. How am i going to face him? I'm so irresponsible and shockingly tempermental too. He must be hungry! He's all alone. Or Is he even alone? With that I ran home. I don't believe in this bullsh*t but i can't keep my son on risk.
Taking a deep breath i opened the main door. As i called him i was cut by a sound. "Jo-", laughter echoed through the corridor. It was joseph's laughter. I tip toed following the sound, it was coming from somewhere ahead.
"Daddy." yelping in surprise I halted. With heartbeat at about 300 i turned around to see joseph standing behind me. He stood there quietly with his hands on his sides.
"You.. Who.. Laugh.." I trailed off, stammering. If he's here what was that laughing? Looking from right to left everything seemed normal, no sound of laughter, no nothing anymore.
"Sorry Daddy," He whispered. My eyes landed on him and I saw traces of tears down his rosy cheeks. Guilt washed over me and i fell to my knees. Soon both of us were crying hysterically in each others arms.
"I'm so so so so sorry!" i appologized again and again. "I'm such a bad father, I'm a bad daddy!"
"No! Daddy you aal the besht daddy! Don't cly!" He tried soothing me despite the fact that he himself was crying too. Running a hand on his back and neck subconciously i came across something wet, joseph cried in agony at the same time. Pulling him away i looked over his shoulder to find blood gushing down from a cut on his neck. "Jo- Joseph what is this?" I demanded. His shocked and confused face proved that he was blank too. "Is it hurting?" I asked. "No, it jush hurt when you touched it!"
"It's a scratch," The doctor stated.
"a scratch?" I questioned.
"well, you know like a cat's scratch or human nail or something? You might have a cat or maybe an infant or you know joseph's little brother or sister might have hurt him you know how kids play and fight," He said simply.
"But neither we have a pet at home nor i have any other kid! He's my only son doctor!"
"Neighbour's kid?" he suggested.
I raised my eyebrow questioningly at Joseph, who seemed to be getting nothing at all. "N-no our neighbour's don't have kid's or pets either"
"well then it might be a demon ghost's artwork," he joked. "No he might have scratched himself while sleeping or something. Don't worry I've suggested suitable antibiotics, he'd be fine."
A human nail? A scratch?
'Daddy she says you should go away or she'll take me!' Joseph's strange words ringed in my ears.
We were driving home when i said, "joseph, did you see 'her' again?" I stressed on 'her' a bit more.
"Who?" replied joseph.
"the girl who said I should go away and all..? You remember? What did she look like?" I asked.
"Um.. Daddy she's in the backseat can't you see her?"
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