Freedom.
Freedom is but a mere word when you have no idea what to do with it. You might as well be dependent or better yet imprisoned.
I have taken care of my mom. I locked her up in the cell just like she did me.
Oh my, how the tables have turned and it sure feels good. Now I can have all the time I want to take a shower and eat something deserving.
I head upstairs to my room and prepare to embark on a journey in the bathroom. Trust me, this is about to be a trip.
I strip off my clothes as soon as I get to my room and head over to the bathroom. I need to brush my teeth. Over the past month, I had to brush into a basin. I was treated like a savage in my own home by my mom but not anymore.
As I see my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I am caught off guard. I look crazy, my hair's a mess and I'm dirty. Sounds bad as it is but that isn't what startled me.
My eyes. They were glowing green. Literally. Very green. The greenest they've ever been.
I start to get nervous, what is wrong with me? Why me?
I quickly brush my teeth and step into the shower. While enjoying my hot shower, some images flash behind my closed eyes. Images I had seen in my dreams when I was in the cell. Images of lust and desire. Every time I see those images I can't explain how but it's as if I can feel all those feelings at once.
Lust, Jealously, and Desire.
I can't let these feelings ruin my mood. Can I? No. I push them aside and enjoy a long deserving shower.
After, I get into a shorts and long-sleeved shirt and lay in bed. I tie my hair to get it out of my face when I'm thinking. Right now I'm thinking of what to do.
What next?
I have the freedom I've always wanted but I'm struggling to find something to do. I would have started to clean the house if my mom wasn't such a neat freak.
So I just lay there.
**************************************************************
How is it that I'm lost even though I have a GPS? These campus buildings look the same.
After staying indoors for so long, I decided to go to the library. I might meet new people or get a headstart for my formula.
I took my mom's phone. She doesn't need it.
I stood in front of a huge building with an exterior that looked like it was from ancient Greece. It had a lot of pillars. Written boldly in front of it is 'University Center'.
The campus feels so alive and I feel very aware of myself and my surroundings. I haven't been in the midst of people in a while. This could take some getting used to.
I continue to follow the bloody GPS until I get to another building with a wide stretch of neatly mowed lawn in front of it. It looked a lot like the previous building but more modern. The same color though, concrete. Old concrete. I had lots of pillars also. In front of this building was inscribed the words 'Earl K. Long Library'.
Finally! I was on the verge of giving up.
I walk in hoping I'm not going to be singled out or asked for an ID. No one seemed to notice or care whether I was there or not. Everyone was minding their business which was a good thing.
As I enter, I realize that the exterior does no justice to the interior. This was a beautiful sight before me.
I only went to my high school's library and it was a public one but this was glorious. Okay, maybe glorious is a tad bit far fetched but you get the idea.
YOU ARE READING
Jekyll-Hyde Effect
RomanceRuby, a living product of her dad's mistakes, has to grow up with an illness that turns out to be so much more than her mom and doctor make it seem. This results in her moving to a new city. New Orleans. Avery, who loses his mom and his childhood fr...