36-desiring her

Oliver Castillo

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I wanted to disappear into thin air. Somewhere where my name was to be forgotten. The feeling wasn't new, I felt it again years back, but this time, it was strong and fresh. I desired to be away from anyone considered to be a family, maybe that way, I could forget who I was again.

I managed to cut Mum off. It was rare for her to call me. She was busy with another rich man, enjoying life and forgetting she has a son. That's what I wanted because none of my parents brought happiness to me.

A wave of buried anger resurfaced when I saw Dad looking at me like he cared. He gave the look I saw during Clara's burial. It looked more pitiful, which was all some batch of bullshit.

I wanted to jump on him and force all the little information I wanted to hear out of him. Why he moved on so quickly, why Clara's death was something to forget so easily, why 'everything'

But I realized I couldn't even stand talking to him.

I had parked the car along the road when I noticed tha