Jimbert One Shots

Invisibility

As I grew up I watched them separate at dawn the brown curls blowing in the wind as the blond locks tangle up in his lawn chair on the back patio as the blonde strums his guitar the world looked down upon them everything seemed so heavenly.
  As time passes both men grew heavy hearts filled with hatred. The yelling and the taunts growing often but I stayed in my room mysteriously in the day light they act happy I watch them as I skip around . They never usually see me I never have a clue why .
  I was much younger than I am when it felt like I was invisible. The stress of the business over run the house I'd play in the gardens with the goats,horses,and any animal or reptile around . My father always said I had a love for wild life . I spent my days outside when the sun glistened overhead sometimes burning my head I put my sun hat on as the summer sun peaks .
During the spring I sneak my father's acoustic guitar out to the wildflowers and strum a chord even if it was never perfect. I always tried to keep myself outside .
Something happen one winter day , I was playing with my red bouncy ball in the back yard when I started feeling different and I didn't think much of it . And kept playing until as the sun started setting I sat panting from exhaustion out of breath from playing all day my dog ,Goldie ,who was a golden retriever started to lick my cheek as everything got a bit blurry and I don't know what happened . But I wasn't in the same place I was when I woke up and my dads didn't notice me as I waved at them .
We were in a bland room I never understood this day I wasn't in my room on the farm . I was in looks to be a hospital. I started to have a weird vibe as my dads didn't notice and they hugged each other and I pondered what happened as I walked to my dad stood on my tip toes and pulled his blonde curls he didn't flinch and I poked my daddy and he still held my dad close.
As they headed towards the door a funny looking man that was wearing some long coat put a blanket over my body and my dad's left and I ran after them very curious why they didn't take me with them as we got in the car they sat there quietly .
My daddy yelled at my dad and it got loud and I threw my hands over my ears as daddy sped off to the farm.
After this day , it was like my parents couldn't see me I was invisible I open my bedroom door my dads never seem to tuck me in like they used to do after that winter day . I never understood why not . I look around there was whiskey bottles on the counter it was my daddy's favorite he would call it his ,'Adult Spice' , My dad would get mad when he would leave it out because he was scared I'd drink it .
My daddy was outside on the porch just staring his acoustic guitar that I'd steal in his lap I start to skip around the house looking for my dad and then in their shared room my dad sat in bed writing in a journal .
  I remember once I was sick from school dad explained he writes when he feels alone or sad. I got beside him and looked down and one word that stood out was d-e-a-t-h and I couldn't understand why he wrote that word . I thought maybe grandfather died or grandma died . He put his journal up as daddy stood in the doorway and dad opened his arms open and daddy  laid by him shedding tears one by one.  I decided I didn't want to see them cry so I headed outside and played with the red bouncy ball the wildflowers were more droopy due to the cold but it looks like daddy didn't water them much I used to help him do it a lot .
It takes me to now . I sit in my room everyday now having a better understanding. My daddy and dad don't really cry anymore or they aren't home either . I get really lonely sometimes so I play in the wildflowers  where the goats,horses,and all the reptiles and animals roam watch seasons pass . Watch my dads come home and leave once again .
But now they open my bedroom door and say goodbye before each trip . Makes me feel so alive again .