Vincent

Three - Daffodil

So, this is it?

First, that.

I still haven't recovered from the shock. The shock that sent shivers to my spine. The shock that surely won't let me sleep a wink at night.

Second, this.

The fork fell. Its sound seemed to echo in the dining room. My mother's mysterious but dangerous black eyes gazed at me, hoping to get my full attention and for me to absorb what she just said.

So, this is it?

This is it right?

There's nothing more to come after this, right?

I didn't even recover from that video and then this?

"Your Dad and I are planning for a divorce."

Fuck it.

"Vincent--"

"I get it." A plaintive voice came out of my mouth. "This family is falling apart." I chuckled. "I don't even know if this little group of ours is called family." I stood up. "Do what you want! You don't even care how I feel, right? You shitty adults only care about yourselves!"

"Vincent." Mom moved from her chair. Her gaze at me softened and is now confused. "Calm down."

"Calm down?! How the fuck can I calm down?!"

"Vincent!" She covered her mouth and her voice shook when I cursed.

Surprised? Well, that's expected.

I am their "perfect, nurtured, well-disciplined" son, anyway.

"Just sit down and listen to your mother, Vincent." Dad. Nonchalant.

"And why should I listen to you?" I snapped.

He just sighed.

"Son..." Mom almost pleaded. "Just... listen to us." Those dangerous eyes are now filled with tears.

"Do whatever you want." I snapped and left them.

I couldn't care less about them anymore.

I went to my room, locked the door, and unzipped my pants.

I let all my frustrations out by doing that.

Ah... feels so good.

"Nngh..." I panted and lied down. I increased the speed of my hand.

Yeah... that's it.

Sandy's erotic face suddenly popped in my mind.

I stopped for a moment. Then, I recalled what happened in that video.

Fuck.

I continued. Harder and faster this time.

"Agh! Ngh! Hah!"

I kept on thinking Sandy's face. Those moans. His mouth open with his saliva dropping from his mouth. His little Johnny. All of it.

Shit.

Those things kept on repeating in my mind until boom!

I came.

...

"Good morning, Vincent!" Juliene's jolly voice irritated me first thing in the morning.

"Yeah, morning."

"You're face again, Vincy. So salty." He pouted. "Oh well, let's go!"

We walked together towards the train and went inside. We ride the same train to go to school so sometimes, we go together.

Ah... I feel sleepy. Truth be told, I didn't get enough sleep last night. I masturbated and masturbated until who knows when. And what's more, I used Sandy for my masturbation. I completely forgot about the divorce shit about my parents. Well, nevermind that. It felt good. That's what matters.

"Vincent!"

I jumped in surprise. Juliene was already staring at me, pissed. "You're spacing out, idiot."

"Sorry."

He sighed. "I saw your father yesterday."

"And?"

"He's with a woman. And that woman was not your mother."

"And?"

"I saw them came out of a hotel. You father's hand was on the woman's waist."

"Oh."

He looked at me. Surprised. His brows furrowed. "What do you mean 'Oh?'?! Aren't you surprised or anything?"

I kept my mouth shut. I don't want anyone to know about that shit.

He sighed again. "Vincent, if you're too slow to understand it, your father is cheating--"

"I know that so shut the fuck up."

"Eh?"

He's shocked.

Well, I am, too.

I was shocked about what I said. He looked at him. He's looking at me with his eyes wide open, obviously shocked about what came out from my mouth.

"I-I..." I stuttered. He kept his surprised gaze. "Ju-Juliene I... I didn't mean to..."

He laughed. "Vincent! Is that really you? Hahaha!"

"Eh?"

The doors opened. Juliene was still laughing as we went out of the train.

"Oh my I'm so sorry for laughing too much." He said as he wiped his tear off his right eye. "Your face was just too serious back there that I had to laugh." He giggled.

"Yeah yeah."

We arrived at school. As we walked towards our classroom, I asked him. "Juliene, did Jason and Emmanuel tell you something?"

"Hmm? What something?"

"Err... About a video?"

"You mean Sandy's video?"

My heart skipped a beat.

"Y-Yeah..."

"Did you watch it?"

"Y-Yeah."

"So? How was it?"

I kept silent.

"It's a good fapping material, to be honest."

"Eh?" I can't believe he can say that with a serious expression. "Did Kris watch it, too?"

"Yeah. We watched it together."

"Then--"

"Good morning guys!" Sandy appeared in the hallway. He's waving his hand to us and smiling like an idiot.

Shit.

I suddenly felt the urge to violate him.

Those slender waist andarms. That smiling face. His voice.

Shit.

And before I knew it, my body moved on its own.

I walked towards him, dragged him to the lavatory, locked the door, and pinned him to the wall.

"V - Vincent...?" His voice trembled.

I don't know what face I'm making right now, but it doesn't concern me anymore.

Right now, my mind is filled with confusion.

"It's your fault I became like this."

I felt my lips touch his.

"Take responsibility."