The Vulcan Warrior

Too many questions

Is this going to hurt my dad?

Is this going to effect my life?

What's going to happen to my life?

What does it mean?

Should I tell someone?

Why me out of all the people on this planet?

What will this tattoo do?

What will people at my school react?

How am I going to hide this?

OMG HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO HIDE THIS BLOODY TATTOO!!!

I sit in my bed, desperately thinking of ideas to hide it. But nothing pops in my head so I go to the kitchen to eat some breakfast still trying to think, until dad comes in with all bandages strapped around his hands. Dad doesn't seam to start the conversation so I felt like I had to, "so how come you need so many bandages on your hands?"

"I keep on looking at the crystals and when ever I kept touching it my hands got burnt." Dad didn't look at me for the whole time so I knew it was more in depth than that and dads not really a good liar after all.

"Did you ever go near me last night with the crystals?"

Dad start getting sweaty when he said "no I didn't, I was in my room studying them". I could see that dads hands were behind his back and were started shaking just a little bit but quickly after his whole arms where shaking so I finished my breakfast put my bowl in the sink and quickly gently grabbed my dads hands and said,"don't worry about it I'll won't ask anymore questions".

Ever since I was a little kid, my dad has always had panic attacks when ever he couldn't find me so I would have to calm him down when ever he had these things but lately it's been getting worse. one time we were at the plaza when I was in the toy section looking at toys for my birthday but dad got lost some how and started to panic not knowing were I was. Dad started running everywhere to find me but he couldn't, so he basically shut down and started to cry, for some reason dad always thinks of the worse case scenario about me getting lost but when I couldn't find dad near me I started to search for him until I saw this big crowd surrounding something so I pushed in front of the people to see what it was and it was dad tucking his knees rocking back and forth crying. Something in dad's past effected him really bad and when ever I really want him to talk to me about he just says, " it's a long story that doesn't effect you in any type of way". But deep down I know it will because everything about dad and I we've bonded together do basically his life is mine.

Dad was looking at his bandages when he went to the medicine cabinet and got a large bandage that could fit right on my tattoo and was like, " this is an amazing idea", pointing right at the bandage. he did have a point but I can't just wear it everyday because idiots will think I'm covering up a hickey so I just pointed out to dad about I can't wear it everyday. he seemed disappointed about the idea because he didn't think about before but like a flash he walked to his bathroom and came out with makeup. Now I've never used makeup in my life only because I'm nearly turning 14 and I'm a boy!!! Dad had an impressive face and my jaw just dropped like how can he think I will wear makeup!!! Yes it was a good idea but how can he think that I can wear it and feel comfortable about it, like I notice girls wear makeup and I don't like it but won't everyone notice the makeup on my neck??? What how did dad get it??? So I went with that question first because it's just weird having a father that has makeup in his bathroom, "so dad just a question......um how did you makeup"???

"Oh.... well..... I still have stuff from your mother" Dad had an agonizing expression on his face so I excepted his request and let him put on the makeup on my neck, it kind of tickled at first with the brush but at the end it felt like I had a layer of something on my neck which I had to get use to it.

I looked at the microwave in the kitchen, SHIT it's almost 7:30 am and I need to get ready!!! I run to my room scattering around to find my sports clothes, wow my room is really messy dad kept on telling me to clean my room but I just thought it was a teenage thing to not clean your room so I didn't til I find my sports clothes in a pile of other clothes so I quickly put them on. I snatch my school bag from the floor and jog to the fridge to open up taking out my lunch box and my two icy bottle than I gave my dad a brofist and sprinted off at the front of the house but the bus went start passed, now normally this happens to me and I just give up but today I wanted things to change so I ran for it. With my left hand which I was holding my bag I swinged it over and placed it on my back than slipping my two arms through the arm rests and sprinted for the bus, now like before I would of just given up but no I still had a burst of energy within me so I just kept on sprinting til I caught up to the bus. I started slamming on the door of the bus until the bus driver slamed on the brakes and I had a big smile on my face.

Once I got to school I went to my hang out, normally I'm the first one at our spot but today was different another person was first at our spot, she looked amused in this comic she was reading, wait what's the comic book she's reading!!! i look more closely and see it's a Captain America volume 4 #1-7, NO WAY SHE LIKES CAPTAIN AMERICA AND SHE'S READING ONE OF MY FAVOURITE COMIC BOOKS OF ALL TIME!!!!!

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OMG so Mark has found this amazing girl that he doesn't even know yet and I'm sorry if you didn't like the swearing!!! Also if you have any tips on how to make my story better please say so don't be shy, hoped you guys loved THE VULCAN WARRIOR!!! Bye!!!