SOFT BUN || markhyuck

29.

The journey back home was for miles.

As I sat on the dirt road of the town, Kim and I crossed to reach the house, I looked nothing less like someone kicked out of their house. But that was exactly the case for it.

The exchange of coins and change of money for something that could temporarily fill out one's need for hunger. I watched people cross each other, aware of their presence but ignoring it at the same time.

I watched the bodies pass by me, hoping to pass their day to the end in search of food. I looked a lot miserable than half of these people. The looks I got from them confirmed my odd thinking. I wondered how fast these humans can turn into dogs if they find out about the money I had with me. I just wanted to go home without having to make the effort for it.

Home- did I even had one?

I wondered if auntie would let me come back? But the question was did I want to go back to that miserable life? But life here wasn't any better either. I did not understand myself, as to what I was hoping for.

I was more lost than a traveler because even he has a destination in mind at one point or another, unlike me.

At this moment, I had to question myself, what did I lose here? Will it be worth the effort to gain it back? But I had to remind myself that if I did something it would be all out of pure affection to the kid. Because now, I was willing to accept that part, that a part of me eventually did get left behind. I wanted to ask myself the question of- how or what do I do to gain it back?- nevertheless, I could do that later.

Right now, my mind was interrupted by the thoughts of getting out of this place before the storm. The literal storm. The clouds above exposed what were they about to bring due to their color.

In the end, however, I spent the evening in some hotel, waiting for it all to pass.

My mind was oozing with thoughts, and something I could only describe by relating to the storm outside. The lightning illuminating the room, the thunder. Just like myself, even nature wanted to scream. Scream at these humans for not giving one a rest. In the room of this shabby hotel, I realized that I had lost something I didn't think I even found.

The thought of the kid, being left alone in reach of that man's arm had me going crazy in this silence.

It was like when the story ends, only then we begin to feel it all.

THE END 

I'm just kidding lol 

I'll come back with a better update I promise