The Bear House

Act 2. Chapter 1: A study on the boy who needs Therapy

Act 2. Chapter 1: A study on the boy who needs Therapy

Colin's mother, Ms. Keller, won the case. Mr. Meyers called for mistrial, saying the mother did the neglecting first, to which Ms. Keller defended that Colin was almost like his father's hostage, kept in that piss-poor house for drug money. Mr. Meyers was imprisoned for child neglect, but he promises it would not be the last they hear of each other.

He pleaded for Colin's attention, who was looking down his expensive shirt, a shirt that was truly his and not from the Bear House. His mother bought it for him, making him look presentable for court. "Your honor, my son said it's the first time he wore a presentable shirt."

Colin didn't have much from his dad's apartment. He only carried one box full of school supplies and things he never knew he owned, like a Super Bowl cap his father got him when he was 4. Sweet times. Ms. Keller did not even drive in front of the block, she had Colin walk towards the intersection to avoid 'smelling your useless father's piss'. She was also afraid of that mad man throwing real piss at her elegant black Bentley.

Miss Keller's modern suburban mansion is the definition of 'new money'. Her white house stands in heights, glaring over the ocean with the constant bad weather of England. There are windows everywhere, windows that are only glass panes without curtains. They call this style minimalistic, Colin calls this 'being exposed to the world.' The refrigerator has an analog clock on its door. One time, he heard it talk and he never went near it again.

"Your room's upstairs. Just clean it." Miss Keller said, pointing at the room beside a giant mirror. Great, he thought, just when I'm having troubles about my identity, I also get to see myself every day when I do not want to.

Colin stalks towards the room, which he realized is larger than his dad's apartment. He put his box on top a study table, then went towards the huge glass wall exposing his entire room to the English Channel. His mother had the decency to set a blackout curtain in his room, and so he tried to close it, but it was stuck. Colin gave up with a sigh, looking around the unfamiliar room with gloom.

It's not like he prefers his father's apartment, no. The reason why he always walks out for days was because the apartment feels like a rat hole. The neighbors with the same units look fine with their mini window garden and book shelves. Their room is just a cluster of garbage, smoke (from pot or cigarette, pick a day) and cheap beer bottles. He hated that house, and he hated the man living in it.

What he's missing is the warm yet eerie atmosphere of the Bear House. Since coming out, he never felt complete. He wanted to go back, however, he heard from Powley, Jacques new friend, that the house will be demolished for good. Arthur Goldie, the representative of the Christtensens from Denmark, will oversee the demolition and make sure Colin Meyers is properly compensated. With that in mind, he thought of Arthur, who successfully gives him the jeebs.

"Oh, you jest." Colin heard his mother laugh from downstairs. "We do not need the money. As you see, I'm pretty well off."

Colin walks down the stairs to see who his mother is talking with, (feeling he must know everyone in the household) only to see the very same Arthur Goldie, now with black silk dress shirt, white slacks, brown belt and white leather gloves. Since the first time he saw him, even in the simplest combination of clothes, Arthur is the definition of young male class. His arms are rested on his back, just calmly resting above his buttocks. His stance is upright and professional, occasionally slightly bending forward when saying certain phrases to Miss Keller.