Chapter 1

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The breeze knocks at my window, I'm a fool. I shouldn't have listened to her. I should have thought twice before giving her a favor. She gave me her waffle but I never knew it was a trap until I tasted its awful taste.

"Hahahaha what a jerk!" Her voice echoed behind my ears

I can't tell mom about this because I know she will surely laugh at me and call me a faggot. What kind of trash she put inside that waffle anyway? Its taste tickles my insides. Brrrrrrrrr.. what a cold day for me to wear my checkered sleeveless. The icy chills penetrates my skin as I rubbed my arms to feel some heat. I stared outside my window as the raindrops slowly take its fall on the glass.

"Another lonely day for me huh? What a waste."

Today was my worse, I mean everyday is always a bad luck for me like eating those bomb waffles at school. I never got her name though, but she's so cute everytime she teases me because of my appearance. I know! I'll call her waffle jerk. Damn! I'm fucking in love.

I dashed my way downstairs and went directly to the kitchen to search for that waffle.

"Mom? Where's the food I brought home?" checking the fridge. "I just placed it above the table! Don't tell me Rook ate it?" I added.

The front door opened revealing my fat mom. Her body covered the sunlight and just like crystals, her sweat shimmered above her wide forehead. She gave me a stern look and placed her fists on her hips. She raised her right eyebrow a bit higher and pursed her brown lips.

"So you thought I ate your stupid waffles? Yes! I'm fat but I would never do such childish thing." She yelled angrily

"Uh.. I mean our dog. Not you.... Mom" I bowed my head to cover my sweaty face. I'm nervous.

Everytime she's not pleased with me she will lock me in for two days and won't let me attend school. She would lie to my teacher that I'm ill and wave her puffy cheeks away. She's so cruel.

"In your room now!" Her loud voice danced against the glass windows.

I knew it! She's grounding me again for asking that stupid question. Someday I'm getting out of here. I'm leaving this country, this planet, or even the galaxy itself. I wonder what lies beyond those clouds. If only I could buzz my way out of here. I know, even my dog knows I deserved better than this.

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