[ FAIR WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER MAY HAVE A DISPLAY OF PSYCHOLOGICAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED]——A big SUV came to a screeching halt just a few feet away from the entrance of the Park Mansion. Inside of the car was Travis who was quietly taking deep breaths into his dull lungs. He sat uncomfortably in the back, while carefully exploring the proximity of the huge house that was luxuriously built — for the first time it seemed rather strange to him. He silently and unhurriedly examined every closed window and every door, stealthily checking if there was a chance for him to escape whenever he needed to. There was nothing but a bitter feeling that shamelessly undressed itself into the chambers of his heart. Ten minutes had already passed — Travis tightly closed his eyes for almost forty seconds, trying so hard to calm down his heart that was filled with recalcitrance. "She is waiting for you, Travis!" The driver's voice shamelessly
[FAIR WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER MAY HAVE A DISPLAY OF PSYCHOLOGICAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED]——Coldness; A feeling of dread smoothly crept up from the pit of his stomach, swimming through his acids and intestines. His heart was throbbing and jumping obstreperously in his ear — so loud, he barely heard it as his mind was clouded by fear. Right on the spot, Travis failed to control his hands which were trembling uncontrollably. An acrimonious sigh released itself from his dry, chapped lips that quivered with uncertainty. "W-what…?" Travis whispered a query that lazily floated into the ears of his grandmother who only squinted her eyes at him. At the same time, Travis's teary eyes stared deep into Mrs. Park's dark eyes, hopelessly digging for answers but he could not find any. His eyelids fluttered, he really wanted to cry but there suddenly were no tears left in his eyes. Nothing but the heartbreaking silence — his grandmother s
A pair of black eyes hopelessly and blankly stared at the pale-white wall that seemed to wrinkle at every hidden thought in the mind of he, who sat quietly. Lips that were hideously lacking moisture slowly parted to reveal teeth that helplessly quivered. Time seemed to have stopped — all the sounds were muffled by the gentle, cool breeze that swirled into the spacious, ominously hushed room; through a slightly opened window. It was dark inside — all the curtains were shut and poisonously locked all hope outside. There on the messy bed; probably smelling from sweat and drool, Travis sat with dishevelled hair that was revealing his bruised forehead. All his features were ashen, and there wasn't an emotion detected on his face. His mind was running fast towards all the unwelcoming thoughts — he carelessly embraced and invited those that were filled with the smell of despair into his heart. Travis breathed quietly, his watery eyes still touring the wall as if it was the first time he h
Trembling, sweaty hands hastily entwined with each other, secretly seeking wisdom and comfort from one another. They shuddered as if dancing to the mysteries of the light, gentle breeze that mischievously ruffled Travis's hair, slightly blowing away aghast and those piercing evil thoughts that brought him nothing but hopelessness. He was breathing heavily as he watched cars whisk past him whilst he nervously paced on the small pavement, next to a bus stop. His narrowed eyes were running from one street to the other, searching intensely for someone — someone other than David. Sweat was dangling and shimmering relentlessly across his forehead. "Where is he?" Travis spat through his clenched, quivering teeth soon after he began taking deep breaths into his lungs which he felt were becoming dry. His lips shuddered involuntarily a second after he received a lustful kiss from the wind, right on the floor of his cheeks. "There…you are!" Travis blurted quietly and released deep, loud air t
"You…! This isn't the…same bicycle you rode on that day!" An unsteady whisper stealthily flowed out of Travis's lips that parted with uncertainty as he looked at the wheels of a bicycle that David carefully held with nourishment. According to him, the words he has just spat are not supposed to reach anyone's ears — it was just an examination he loudly had to present. Twas unbeknownst to him that each letter did reach David's ears. Slowly, David felt his legs becoming numb. There was an electronic communication within the strings of his system, tangling with his heart that instantly began throbbing. With each word being registered in his head, David's eyes swiftly dilated with flabbergast — not just flabbergast but a piercing emotion that encouraged sweat to overwhelm the cracking floor of his forehead. His hands were suddenly shaking — each grip on the bicycle was awkwardly wobbling. His heart dared skip a beat. He heaved a silenced sigh as his head slowly turned to Travis whose ey
Footsteps delicately, almost carefully throbbed on the pavement that was romantically cluttered by a wave of dead leaves — each cracking pitifully as feet stepped on them. …With each cracking sound that cooly mingled with the sweet bitterness of the night and the sorrows of the wind as it whispered foreign words in the ears of both David and Travis. Happily with hearts that gently beat in a slow tempo, the two boys shuffled towards a destination only known by David. "Where…are we going?" An adequately curious and confused Travis questioned but all that he received was a wave of mischievous giggles from David, his best friend. High above the sky, the moon mightily stood up whilst it gently blew its blinding light down on the narrowed street the two boys were walking upon — smoothly increasing the volume of romance. "And-d-d-d…we are finally here!" With eyes that sparkled, David blurted just when they were approaching a lonely, white food truck. Its doors were lazily opened — inside
The wind suddenly whispered a song in the depths of Travis's ears — Travis who had just come out of the taxi. He gnashed his teeth as soon as he shuffled inside of the gigantic gate that had just opened with a loud clang. For some incomprehensible reason, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat — his hands were shivering without control. A good second the boy took five steps towards the luxurious, huge house, his feet there began to shake — not just shake but become terribly numb that all his movements were hindered. Travis swiftly transported a series of deep breaths into his lungs, hoping helplessly to calm his heart that was abruptly palpitating and wildly shaking wildly in the cages of his chest that was awfully burning bitterly. Out of the blue, Travis could feel his calves intensely bathing in warmth that made the rest of his body shiver. His vision had suddenly become blurry — nothing seemed to make sense at this point. The boy groaned with pain as he continued to limp
Up there in the sky, the blazing sun boldly hid behind a family of fluffy clouds that were lazily drifting in the gentle breeze. Nothing — the birds of different kinds chirped in harmony whilst fluttering their wings in the air. A beautiful moment indeed — Travis cooly smiled at the sight of what was happening in the sky albeit his dewy, sparkling eyes followed the beautiful dance moves made by the flowers, in the garden a few minutes away from him. There, he sat quietly on the balcony, freely permitting the light breeze to paste its kisses everywhere on his skin. Blowing so gently, the air ruffled his hair, exposing his bruise that had finally healed without anyone noticing that it was ever there. This was another day — Monday, a day that many hated, especially those who got to go to school, like Travis himself. Well, fortunately, today he did not go to school — definitely not because it was his decision but it was the doctor's orders. At least David had no reason to worry this tim