Stars and Roses(hiatus)

Chapter I

I felt a subtle heat.I woke up looking at the stars on the wall from my room.I was feeling a bit drunk.And then it hit me,the way my mind wakes.Oh damn you,mind for making me always think dirty.I stand up and put my bear shoes on.My hair and face were a mess.I didn't had the time to actually get off from the bed.I heard my dad's voice.
"Dominic!Wake up!"he said entering my room with a pretty smiley look.
It was the one and only,Joseph,the one who had enough imagination to name me Dominic.I hated my name and somethimes kids would start laughing about them,but I really appreciated my dad so I didn't mention it to him.
"Oh...I see you are already awake.How was your sleep?"
"mmmmhmm..."was all I could say in that moment.
I got off from my bed and hardly managed to go to the bathroom to wash my teeth.
My gray hair was everywhere and I had dark circles.
Uh...If only dad would see me...he would put me to cover it with some pouder or something.
I headed to the kitchen,half asleep.
"What do you want for breakfast?"Dad asked me as I was sitting down.
"Milk"I replied hardly.
Dad was wearing a gift from Aesop.A light blue apron and his velvet pijamas.
"Dad,where's dad?"I asked remembering the the only person who would wake at 4 am just to drink his coffee at a perfect time was missing.
"Oh..he went to the cemetery"Dad replied pouring milk into a glass.
Dad used to do this.Go early in the morning at the cemetry to jusr stay and think.Joseph sat next to me at the table reading the newspaper.
A flaskback came into my mind.All of a sudden I felt a tear on my cheek.
I remember how I once found that crying at the chemitry.I hate to see my parents sad.They came from nothing and did so much to end up a family.I can't...I just can't watch them beeing sad.
I sat there at the table,drinking my milk and looking constantly at Joseph at how he drank his tea.
After some time I decided that it's a good time to go in my room to change.
I put on a gray large t-shirt and some random black pants.I tied my hair with the ribbon my father once gave me and put my jacket on.
The same memory with dad came into my mind as I was passing by his room.I entered and saw something strange on the desk.As I was getting closer to the desk I started to see a simbol on a paper.
A letter! I thought insepcting it.
It was written with golden ink and had lots of the same simbol,a creepy star.I sat at dad's desk and started to read it.
It was almost like a poetry,words were written with such passion and a subtle wish of distruction.
It got me from the first word,"Dear".Who was this person to adress with dear.
"Dear survivors,I invite you and your beloved children to the manor for the good times when you used to be chased by hunters..."
I was so confused,I had so many questions and I didn't read all of it.
What is a survivor?was the question that kept repeting in my head.I looked over the letter and then turned it.On the back of it there was an adress and a date.
18 February!There are two days left untill 18 February
I ignored the fact that I just beat a personal record:more than 10 minutes without thinking of anything dirty and decuded that I'm going to go at that adress on 18 February at 10 a.m.
"What's that?"Dad asked me entering the room.
"Nothing.Really!"I replied quicly hiding the letter.
"I just like staying at dad's desk..."I said acting sad.
"Oh,Domi,it's ok..."
Dad said as something was heard at the door.
"DAD"I screamed almost making others think that my dad has left to go to war and now he came when he just left for 2 hours.But I love him so muuuch.Wow,15 minutes without that thoughts.
I can somethimes be a bit too sentimental even if I never knew what sentiments were.I tried to learn but it's impossible so I decided not to use them very much and just try to be a normal person in a perfectly and absolutly happy world,or that's just what I say to myself before I end it all.
Me and dad headed to the door to welcome Aesop,my other dad,who looked like he just cried.
I never actually knew why dad was crying so much lately.I once wanted to ask him,but that didn't end up so well.
"How are you?"Joseph asked dad kissing him on the cheek.
"I'm ok."he replied looking at me like he knew about the letter.
Dad took a chair and sat down as he asked for coffee.
I got to my room and started to draw.Well,I didn't actually drew just stared at a piece of paper drawing random doodles because of a lack of ideas.I closed the door and double checked if anyone is on the hall.I then sat down again feeling a bit scared and took aut the letter.I still didn't knew if I should go but I have already made a decision.My thoughts drifted to my girlfriend,Patricia,the person I was supose to pick 15 minutes ago.OH NO,I'M LATE..I started panicking.I ran to the door and started to run like a psichopath.
You know,I never actually liked her,but I hate society so much and that's why I pay it's game.Everyone has a girlfriend,so clearly,I have to as well.I just keep her for entertainment,heh,aaand my dirty thoughts are back again.Fruck.
I arrived at her house.Her pink house.She was waiting outside all dressed up.
"Sorry I was late...I lost the notin of time."
I looked at her face.Tears started to come out of her eyes.
"Dominic,do you care for me?At least a bit?"she asked me as the wind was running through her black hair.
"Of course I do.."I managed to reply looking into her eyes.
"Then,if you care for me,why would you let me here,in the snow,waiting for your lazy ass to get."she said and took a break to breathe.
I had to remember how suspicios and angry can Patricia become before I would leave later.
"Domi,I don't think that I want this anymore.
I...I...I'm breaking out with you."she said going to the door.
"O..ok."
I was confused but relieved.My heart started to beat faster and tears came out.
I was crying again with no reason.It happened somethimes when emotions would get too mixed.
I started to walk back home as it already started to dark.
I took the letter again.
Suddenly I remembered something.I remember how Joseph used to tell me how they met.He used to say "at the manor were I was a hunter and your dad was a survivor".
I felt a shiver on my spine.I panicked more as I saw my dad's running to me.I thought that they knew about the letter.Dad,who was dressed all in grey,like he did for when he would go to work,started screaming and running faster.
"What the heck,Domi?What was in your mind to take it?"
I knew about what he was talking about.
"To take what?"I asked,acting naive.
"I know that you know,now give it back,and come home already!"
I never saw dad that angry on me.He has pretty vulcanic personality but he always tried to hold back all.I knew that letter ment much.
My other dad hugged me and told me to walk faster.
We managed to get home,with all the snow and comments about why was I in his room in the first place.
I was scared,what if there was something for which I shouldn't go to the manor.What if I went tonight there to clarify it all.
I felt a feeling of panic and emptiness as I thought of these,but I had no choise.
Joseph was trying to calm dad with no results.When he saw me entering he screamed at me saying that I'm not allowed to leave my room until morning.
I went into my room and layed on the bed looking at the fake stars on my wall while Joseph was closing the door with elegance.
I took my snow boots and a backpack and I opened the window.I found a piece of paper and wrote "Sorry dad!" with my ugly writing.I then climbed on the window and jumped.It was so cold outside,I started to tremble.I felt the ice pieces on my skin and the cold wind smashing on my face,but I continued.I walked a bit as I remembered the adress.
I started to run smiling like I discovered America and finally,I was there.A wood construction,ready to fall.What was so scary about this?Maybe,it is haunted,with hunters,and my dads are the survivors.As I was getting closer I saw 4 guys at the front door.They saw me too but ignored me.One of them,the tallest was all dressed in green and had a funny hat.The other one,who looked around my age had a red cloack and a pretty face.Wait no,not again.Ugly face,he had an ugly face.Ugh,frack.Everybody knows that I like girl and even though my parents are how they are,I have nothing to do with them,I'm normal.But that's not quiet the truth.I like boys more,and I am trying to hold this deep down as a secred but somethimes I loose control of my emotions.
The third one was a bit taller than the second and had a green cloak.
I didn't had time to scan the fourth one as the one with a red cloack was getting closer to me.His intense green eyes were sparkling in the moon light.We made a bit eye contact and he put his hood on.I felt a coldness in my soul and my heard strted to beat faster.
He then quicly ran to the others letting the hood fall.He had bright blonde hair like gold and a bit wavy.I felt my cheeks getting more red as I was climbing some stairs I found.
I was confused.My heart was still beating faster and I still felt cold even if I had my dad's jacket.I felt something that I already knew but in the same time it was a strange feeling I have never met before.