Finding Dad

memories

Jonas looked around the cold bus. It was winter and late so the atmosphere was the complete opposite of welcoming. The bus driver had a finger missing and a scar across his gaunt face.

"Ticket." he had a low hoarse voice that gave Jonas shivers. Jonas handed him the bus ticket Annabelle had given him and took a seat at the back. There was about five others on the bus and all of them looked at Jonas when he stepped onto the bus. 

"Where's your Mama kid?" a drunk old man laughed with his buddy when Jonas walked by them. The men smelt of beer and cigarettes Jonas almost threw up.

"Hey honey wanna come home with me tonight." a older lady made a kissy face at Jonas. She had a long nose and black hair she wore a red fur coat and way to much jewelry. Jonas gave her a fake smile and a forced laugh. He sat alone away from the drunks and freaks that were making fun of him. 

Jonas must have fell asleep because when he woke up the driver was over him telling him that he had to get off.

"Where are we?"

"The end of the line so beat it kid." Jonas gathered his things and walked off the tin can. He looked up and saw a small inn he could stay in.

The sign read the Hunter Inn it was a small grey building with a picture of a man holding a gun above the entrance.

"How much for one room?" Jonas asked a tall beefy man at the front desk.

"How long?"  

"Just the night."

"Young Sir it is three in the morning would you like the room for a day instead?" Jonas nodded but thought if you asked for a room for the night then said room was yours for twenty four hours but he guess wrong.

"That will be fifty dollars Sir." Jonas handed the manager a fifty in trade for his room key. His room was small and included a bed, bathroom and a couch that was it. Jonas was tired and didn't hesitate for a opportunity to fall into his bed.

The world was black for a moment then he saw his old bedroom. Inside was a seven year old Jonas sleeping with his little lion stuffy as he always did. The night was dark and quite the present day Jonas walked over to the window to see his old tree house and Victoria's inflatable baby pool. Then out of nowhere a ear piercing scream sounded.

"Blake! Wake up! Help me!" fifteen year old Jonas ran out of the room into his parents room to see his mother crying and holding her phone. There was a man in front of her he was holding a gun and a bag with something in it. 

"Don't hurt me please don't hurt me!" Mrs. King was hysterical and absolutely terrified. The man held out the gun and laughed a snarling disgusting laugh, it sounded familiar. He pulled the trigger Jonas stepped in front of his mother hoping the bullet wouldn't hit her but it did she fell onto the ground with a bullet in her chest. Her blonde hair messy from sleep and her makeup runny from her cries. 

"What is wrong with you! That was my mother! She has children and is the nicest most beautiful person on earth!" Jonas ran up to the man and tried to hit him but his hand was like air it just went through the man's arm. The man removed the mask he was wearing and showed his face. The man looked even more familiar then it hit Jonas that man was Molly's dad Kevin. 

"You killed my mom and got Annabelle pregnant and then divorced her and you are laughing! Listen to me Kevin you are a sick man and you deserve to be killed." Jonas lost control over his own body and grabbed the gun out of Kevin's hand ready to shoot him dead. Jonas shot once Kevin kept looking through their stuff, twice Kevin took a vase and the third time Jonas ran out of bullets. 

"Jonas stop I don't want to see you like this." Jonas turned around and saw his mother she looked frightened and in a instant disappeared. 

"Mama?" Jonas looked in the doorway and saw a young boy in his spider man pajamas holding a teddy bear for dear life. Kevin stopped what he was doing grabbed his gun and tried to fire at the boy but he was out of bullets. Like a fox Kevin slipped out of the window leaving little Jonas King with his dead mother.

"Mama are you sleeping? I heard you scream and I think that someone knock over something. Mama I'm scared." little Jonas held a teddy bear and had tear stained cheeks his blonde hair was longer then present Jonas's and his eyes were brighter to. Little Jonas started to shake his mother awake and then started to cry. Blake King walked into the room and lead Jonas away from his mother picked her up and carried her to the hospital.

"Mama! Mama!" little Jonas cried harder now and Victoria started to cry as well. The world faded to black again.

Jonas woke up with his heart beating a mile a minute and his hair was full of sweat from his vivid dream. He tried to convince himself that the things he saw weren't real that his mother had died of a lung disease but his own mind would never make that up. Jonas remembered the teddy bear it looked familiar and gave him chills by just thinking about it. He walked into the bathroom to wash his hot face. He looked up and instead of his face he saw his mother holding the teddy bear from his dream.

"Teddy?" Jonas manged to let those words slip through his mouth. The reflection nodded back at him and smiled. Teddy it made sense Jonas's wasn't looking at a bear the bear was a symbol he was looking at his mother Teddy King.