Sickness

Have you ever seen a cat after being thrown in a fucking bath tub filled with water? The way it’s fur stick against its little skin when it manages to get out? I’m far worse than that that.
The rain hasn’t shown any mercy, I’m soaking wet my hair is sticking everywhere around my face and my shoes are squelching uncomfortably on the mud that has been formed on the side walk not to mention they’re fucking killing me due to all the walking, I have never walked so much in my whole entire life.
I feel like I’ve walked a mile and this road never came to end and to my luck this road it fucking deserted since I have been walking only one car passed and to make it worse the driver decided to play a little trick on me and instead of stopping to check on me he passed an huge ass puddle splashing all the dirty water all over me making me get more soaked if that was even possible by now.
The wind howling making the cold rain hit against my bare arms and face; teeth chattering, skin cold as ice as I shiver alone in this god forsaken road I come to halt as I glanced around in the dark. There is nothing around just road and mud everywhere, sighing I rubbed my eyes with both my hands, this feels like I’m being punished by the almighty creator, anger boiling inside of me I threw my satchel on the ground and kicked the mud all over the place followed by a scream from the top of my lungs . This cannot be fucking happening, my life’s a shit hole as it is and if I don’t find somewhere safe in a few minutes I’m sure I’m going to end up with a terrible fucking cold or worse bronchitis having the best immune system on earth I am sure I won’t fucking pass that thing and honestly if I do catch I don’t think I’ll even try to fight it.
Sighing again while running both my hands against my scalp I sat down on the mud and stared up at the cloud covered sky; “Is this what you had planned for me?” I said as if there was someone up there who gave a fuck, if there was. “Well played, hope I have a reserved seat next to Satan cause if I don’t you wouldn’t want me to come up there and kick your fucking ass for this” I said again making myself chuckle, that’s it Gerard you finally cracked.
Still staring upwards I didn’t even realize a car came to a stop in front of me only for its honking to bring me back to reality, as I looked ahead at the black car I see the passenger side window moving down it was far too dark to make out who it was in the car;
“Hey kid get off your ass and get in here” the stranger said revealing that the person was indeed a male, honestly I don’t care about the basics never trust a stranger or never get in a car with stranger by now I’m far too desperate to find some cover then again if this stranger has something up his sleeve I’d rather get murdered then die alone out here like a fucking animal.
“Come on, get up you’re going to catch a terrible cold” he said again, I stood up, grabbed my satchel and made my way towards the car. I got in the heat inside surrounding me making me sigh in relief.
“Damn you’re soaked, how long have you been out here?” he asked, I looked at the stranger to be stunned at the most beautiful pair of eyes I have ever seen in my life , let alone the beauty his face holds he looks like a fucking god sent from the seven heavens and I thought Billie was beautiful well he was but this guy, this guy is another story immediately all my doubts about him murdering me left me atleast he doesn’t give the impression of being one then again he was a stranger I have never seen in my whole entire life, honestly it’s such a pity.
Wrecking my brain apart as I tried to form a sentence, “I- ugh A while yes a while” I said sounding like an idiot, the stranger smiled lightly causing me to almost sink in the passenger seat Jesus Christ if I could touch him right now not to feel him up just to check if he was real or just a hallucination.
“A while?” he said, reaching for the back things could be heard ruffling about back there even a zipper opening up might be a bag “it looks like you’ve been out there for hours” I nodded as I looked up ahead at the road finally sighing in relief as my cold skin got warmer thanks to the heating.
“Yea something like that” I managed to say, apparently he found what he was looking “Here, change your shirt I think this might fit you” he said placing a black shirt in my hands I smiled lightly at him and thanked him while sliding my soaking wet shirt over my head.
“Wait don’t put in on just yet let me see if I can find a towel back here so you’ll dry off you’ll get that shirt wet too.” He said again as he unbuckled his seat belt and leant more down to check whatever he has back there after seconds I guess he found what he was looking for as he sat down back behind the wheel and handed me a towel.
“Guess this is your lucky day” he said still smiling giving me the towel, I let out a chuckle yeah so fucking lucky right? How ironic that sounds.
“Yea it is, thanks” I said, patting my torso with the towel and then slid his shirt on, it was a little bit tight but it will do.
“So, what on earth are you doing out here in the middle of a storm?” he asked, I took a deep breath and looked at him, yea like I’m going to tell him that I just got my ass dragged out here by some jocks from school.
“Just taking a stroll and got lost” I said sarcastically a smile on my lips, he nodded and shook his head “Yea a stroll in the middle of now where, even my five year old cousin could make up a better excuse then that” he said letting out a chuckle
“Seriously how the hell did you end up out here?” he asked again.
“I actually don’t want to talk about it” I said, he shrugged as the engine came to life “Suit yourself, where are you heading?”
“Would you believe me if I said I have no idea where I am and where I was before?” I said.
“Uh okay that’s bad, really bad well you’re a couple of miles away from Belleville and a hell lot of miles away from Newark” he said.
Well Newark does sound familiar but honestly I got no idea what the name of the school is nor where it is, please use this as a note that when you go to a place do ask around where you are cause this shit is stupid and I feel stupid.
“Still don’t know but Newark sounds familiar” I said, he lets out another chuckle and I look at him to find him shaking his head.
“You’re a confused boy” he said, I nodded and shrugged indeed I am so confused.
“Where were you before you ended up alone out here?” he asked again his eyes still focused on the road.
“Uhm at a boarding school? Don’t know the name of it.” I said. He’s pretty persistent isn’t he? I mean yeah if I was in his shoe I would have done the same try and find out where the kid came from. Then again I am not one refusing to say what exactly happen to me.
“Ah. Okay either we turn back and try to search this school of yours or stop at a motel that’s a couple of kilo metres away and find this school of yours tomorrow morning.” He said I sighed in relief as he dropped the subject it seems like a good idea and I’m so fucking tired right now, luckily it’s going to be Saturday tomorrow so no classes worse scenario that can happen if my parents decide to come and see me. They will flip their shit if they find out I wasn’t there, they will come to conclusion that their faggot of a son ran away with someone and I bet the teachers will surely try their best to make it look like that. I hugged my satchel against my chest and exhaled deeply.
“By the way the name’s Frank” he said I looked at him and smiled lightly. Frank? Honestly for his beautiful features that name does not suit him.
“Gerard” I replied still clutching my satchel to my chest I just hope my drawings didn’t get fucked up cause of the rain.

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