Dirt

Chapter 8

" Jack !! where the hell are you ?!! JAAAAAACK !! " as i entered the house shouting searching for Jack .. nothing at home marks him being here .. strange .. as he was here for the past hour but nothing.

i checked the bedroom, he may be asleep .. as i rushed towards it .. nothing .. again.

my heart start to beat so fast again, same exact type of beats when i was in the car earlier .. creepy much as i see that particular time of my life in a maze .. a  riddle which i don't fancy going through it while i have my issues .. my biggest after all since 10 .. yes .. mom & dad.

i stopped for a minute in the living room, observing again .. to find something could just help me spot on, spot on where could Jack would be or any idea on what could he be doing at this moment.

the communication gadget .. mobile .. is all what i could use for now as i need answers where i couldn't find any at all for most of the weird shit things happening in a mid short period of time .. mini hell i could say .. similar to my parents funeral day, where i was blacked out though i was young .. i felt something big and valued as precious diamond being snatched from my life. and this instant, i just hope i don't get another one .. similar or worst .. its just enough I'm witnessing a mess where my mind cant work at all. need a hand .. need my light in life .. but first, checking on Jack.

i dialled his number, deep breathes .. " come on Jack come oon " .. and i hear a mobile ringing at the side of the sink, as i felt hopeless 

" oh fuck .. he forgot his phone , as he often does when he comes here .. ooh my ! "

i couldn't think much of a plan, but i had faith on him .. he wouldn't disappoint Damon even he does things wrong .. at least he can for now as im washed out. brainwashed unfortunately.

as i try calling Jen and see what has been around her meeting friends, but i just wish if she could understand the way of me talking in a condition where i could ask at least for a opinion.

dialed her number .. as it rings, my eyes dropped at the sight of the book shelf .. my eyes concentrated on the baby bibs and that tiny football .. one with an "A" .. the other with "G" .. and the call ended for bad network coverage on her side.

i couldn't wish much of bad luck, as everything is blocking me .. me turning around .. going back and forth .. a retard sick person who is in rehab, that's what i could call myself being panicked and shivered.

as time passes .. the door bell rings .. and  i swore to myself straight, if it was a box or so, straight to trash .. i couldn't care much now .. its just enough much headache and look-a-like hallucinations that i get for now .. i don't need more f that.

as i reached the door .. closed my eyes and prayed that it wont be another riddle or so .. crossed my fingers and did the opening .. as i did that .. not a box nor a ribbon in a colour this time .. not that boy who could that dare of his. 

Jack ?

Jen ?

Katy ?

Weirdo guy ?

i couldn't ask for much for real after i see this body in front of me .. mixed emotions, when i realized that now my head would be refreshed.

as i sighed.

" Hello Katy !! i was searching for .... hmmm why the long face there ? "

as i see my walking flower in a dirty mess look .. a look that i wouldn't even imagine her in my sleep at all .. all grumpy .. mad .. eyes down.

" Katyy .. will you step in .. ?"

no answer at all .. this is getting really strange .. i fucking don't want a ghost now !! .. but at some point she wasn't .. i touched her cheek .. she was real .. but why all the silence.

" Damon ..." as she finally said something that could make me feel alright a bit.

" this ... is ... for ... you " as she said in a zombie form, she gave a letter to me .. letter with much words .. what could it be now .. is she as well getting these kind of riddles .. is it a curse on my family or something.

as i grabbed the paper .. started to read the letter silently, first two lines..

what is she throwing at me .. now ?