The hot water pours onto my face, making my skin turn a light red color. I put my hand through my hair which just gets pushed back down. In here, life was easy. I was just me and the steamy water, nothing else existed.
« Larson! Let's go! ». Tate yelled from behind the bathroom door. Well, I guess I spoke too soon about the shower thing. I sighed and turned off the water while drying myself off. I threw on a red Chevy t-shirt, with black basketball shorts. I ruffled my hair which I always do in the morning and exited the bathroom.
« You look like a teenager ». Tate scoffed.
« And you look like a jock, who is a teenager ». I replied. He kinda huffed at the word, and I looked over at him. « What? You don't like teenagers? ».
« No ».
« Why? You are one ». I laughed. He looked up for a second, but instantly looked back down.
« Yes I am. And we are what corrupts the world with technology, and laundry soap drinking. It's all just ridiculous ». He puffed.
« Not all of us are like that ». I reassured him.
« Really? ». I scoffed again. I could tell he was upset, so I was going to try everything in my power to cheer him up. After all, he is letting me live with him.
« Oh yeah. I don't know about you, but when I do laundry, I don't look at the soap talking dirty to it. Like oh I'm gonna drink you all night long ». I laughed. A small smile reached the corner of his lips, and he looked up at me.
« You Larson Mack, are one ridiculous non teenager ». He smiled.
« And you Tate Dire, are one interesting character to say the least ». I replied. I opened the door to go down stairs, and Erica was sitting on the couch drinking her tea. « Good morning Erica ». I smiled at her.
« Good morning dear ». She replied. Her body was stiff on the couch, making her look her business attire as usual. « Did You sleep well? ». She asked as I opened the door to the kitchen.
« Yes. Thank you ». I replied. When I opened the door, I was completely dumb founded.
"Larson, good morning sweetie. Would you like some coffee?". Erica asked while standing by the sink. I quickly turn around to look at the couch, but there was nobody there.
"I uh...". I couldn't get any words out. Was I really losing my mind?
"What's wrong? You look as if you have seen a ghost". Erica laughed. I looked at her with the most fake smile I have ever given anyone, and chuckled.
"No, ghosts aren't real". I laughed. I wanted to ask Lathious if I was right, but I can only talk to him out loud.
"You would be surprised". She put up her fingers and twirled them spooky like, and handed me a cup of coffee.
"I'm sorry about the mirror the other day". I said shyly. I don't think I ever really apologized for doing it.
"Oh don't you worry about that dear, I'm just glad you're safe and sound". She said while running the water to the sink.
"Are you ready man?". Tate asked behind me. His voice sounded aggravated like it did upstairs. I can't keep telling of all these golden jokes to him at once, he's has to let up eventually.
"Yeah I'll be right there". I told him. He grabbed his keys, and left the house. "Erica, may I ask you a question?".
"Of coarse". She said while turning the water off.
"Tate is acting kinda funny. Is he okay?". I asked her.
"Yes he's fine. This usually happens around this time". She said.
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The Wailing
AventuraLarson Mack is your ordinary teenager out cast. Never invited to homecoming, never done anything risky, and always kept to himself. Coming from an abusive house hold, his best friend Anna and himself, meet a new group of people who just moved into t...
