Hermes

Chapter Eight

December 21st.

I awake in my room with my feet hanging off the edge of my bed. It's 11:30 at night. I slept all day? What's wrong with me? It has been so long since.. The dream.. I think to myself about the dream because I now have pains. I feel like vomiting. This can't be.. Is it happening? Was it not a dream? F**k..

Feeling trapped in my room I open the window and climb out. Onto the foyer's tiny roof. I then jump on the green grass. My mother is leaning on the foyer's door. She catches me and thinks I am running away. "Why are you running away? What the hell's wrong with you! Did I raise you wrong or something? Get the hell back in the house! NOW!" She said.
"I wasn't running away mom. I was just.." I said.
"Why didn't you just use the door then?" I have no explanation for this.. I just stand there staring at her feet. She then continues to yell at me as I think to myself, Now what? I need to get out of here. Somewhere else. Anywhere..

"Just go! Get the hell out of here!" Said my mother.
"What?"
"I don't want you. Your father can have you, leave." And so I left. I didn't take anything but my watch.

I walk to the park.