Wild Odyssey

Odyssey 1

Chapter 1 ~ Wild Odyssey

I unwear his shirt as he unwears mine too.

This made me remember many memories we had together.

As we play on the beach every summer. As we climb trees and play with our fake plastic guns.

Many memories did came back indeed, like a slideshow from Microsoft Powerpoint. As if what we're doing with each other's body the one pressing the keys so that the show will continue.

A wild taste of his mouth made me vulnerable.

As he took an adventure in me.

He stopped for awhile to pace off.

"I can't believe this is legit."

"I know."

Dad's not home, as usual. He's busy with his work and I'm always alone at home this summer, not until now.

"I need to go."

He said as he put his clothes on.

"Why?"

He kisses my lips as I kiss his.

"I need to go home right away. Mom just went grocery shopping."

"I can come with you."

I grab my shirt too and put in on my body.

"No. You shouldn't come along, Clark."

"Why not?"

"You know our dads still have feud between each other, right?"

"It was a long time ago, 9 years ago. I can't believe how immature they are."

"You can't never judge."

I open the door of my bedroom for us and he left with hesitation on his face.

I smile at him as he slowly dissapear on my sight.

After an hour, dad's already home. He brought some salads and roast beef and I asked, "Where are all these food came from?"

"From our boss."

I didn't bother to ask again as I know we will get irritated when I ask too many question.

I just put the salad on the fridge and the beef on a plate.

He's probably tired so I thought to went upstairs.

"Did you have an idea where you want to study at?" He ask as he sit on his old sofa and watch local football at the television.

"Not yet. Still thinking of some local colleges I could consider."

He just nodded and continued watching at the television.

"By the way, just eat the beef or salad when you're hungry."

I smiled on what I heard.

I said yes and went to my room upstairs.

~

I wake up because of a loud noise coming from downstairs.

I'm slowly pacing off from my sleep.

I went downstairs ane I saw Dad with a knife and screaming with madness.

I slowly tip-toe to the kitchen, where he's having an attack.

He has anxiety and he is bipolar.

He got it since my mother died in an accident, well that's what I know.

"Dad.."

"WHAAAAT?"