My Journey Into Serenity – Chapter 23

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This is a continuation of an ongoing series called, “My Journey Into Serenity.” I’m in heaven. I’m swimming in a sea of one-hundred dollar bills. Naked women, like feathers, started floating down from the cloudless blue sky. With their soft hands, they started rubbing me in every possible spot while saying, “I love you, Jimmy,” at the same time. All of sudden, the sky turned red and the sea caught fire. The women disappeared into a thin smoke, and I could smell bacon and pancakes! — My eyes shot open, and cold droplets of sweat rolled down my forehead. I wiped it and rubbed the tiredness from my eyes. I lay on my head for a couple of moments to let the smell of bacon and pancakes have sex with my nose. Mom was home and she was making breakfast. I propped myself up on my elbows and noticed the shadow beneath the crack of the door. The shadow disappeared as I heard the slapping of my sister’s bare feet on the hardwood floor; it was music to my ears, and I couldn’t help but smile. You did it. Serenity loves you again. It’ll be just like it was one month ago. Will it? I thought. I quickly got up off my bed, but tripped over my blanket and landed on the floor; my elbows broke the fall. I stood up and glanced at myself in the mirror. My short black hair was messy, my eyes had bags under them, and my chest has a nice scrape across it. Looking good, Jim. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants that hung over the backrest of my computer chair and put it on roughly, almost tripping again. The edge of the computer desk balanced my weight and I leaned down to pick up the black t-shirt I had worn yesterday and tossed it over my chest. I could smell Serenity, and it made me smile. The smile quickly faded away as I thought back to the girl who still thinks I’m her boyfriend. What kind of person am I? I walked fast but casually towards the kitchen and was surprised to see my sister sitting on one of the two stools that rested near the kitchen counter. She looked over her shoulder to me and smiled. I could never escort fight the urge to not smile back so I didn’t bother resisting. I looked over to Mom who was splitting the bacon and pancakes in three plates. I sat beside Serenity and watched as Mom poured a glass of orange juice. Serenity put her left arm around my back and began rubbing her head against my right shoulder. I was surprised and so was Mom from the look on her face as she turned around and placed two plates full of food in front of us. “I’m happy that you two are getting along again,” Mom said. I frowned at the emptiness in her voice. It made me sick to my stomach. Serenity reached over and gave me a warm wet kiss on my cheek and shot Mom a nasty look, “And I’m happy to see you’re actually fucking sober for once.” Serenity said, sounding almost sinister. “You stupid little BITCH!” Mom said, raising her hand to slap Serenity. Before she could, I quickly grabbed her arm and said, “You don’t want to do that, Mom..,” as I shook my head. I could see the fury in her eyes. Ever since Dad had died a year ago in a car accident coming home from work, Mom had hit the bottle. Non-stop drinking, coming home very late, doing god knows what. Shit, god has nothing to do with this. God didn’t save my Dad when he fought for his life on the hospital bed. There’s no use yelling and screaming in my head any more. The pain of seeing him in that coffin, motionless, never goes away. Back when Dad was still breathing, life was good. And now, Serenity is all I have left. “‘You want to let go of me, boy!” Mom said, yanking her hand away from me. I quickly got up and pulled Serenity to me, away from the counter. Serenity wrapped her arms around me like her life depended on it. I could see the fear in her eyes as she looked at Mom. “Look at you,” Mom said, laughing her anger out, “you look like SHIT, you smell like it too. She’s no longer your pretty little angel, Jimmy darling. She’s a LITTLE SHIT!” “I think you should go outside bayan escort and cool off, Mom,” I said, cradling Serenity in my arms and wiping away her tears. “I think you should go out and DIE of alcohol poisoning. It’s the only thing you’re good FOR,” Serenity screamed through her whimpering. “You FFF-UCK-ING stupid slut!” Mom yelled, slamming her fist against the bacon on her plate. “Don’t FUCKING CALL HER THAT!” I yelled, sounding very threatening. Truth is, I’d never hurt my Mom. But the love I feel for Serenity could make me do all sorts of things that would surprise me; what I did to that boy yesterday at the bar was proof. Mom stormed around the counter. I thought she was going to hit Serenity, so I balled my fist, but instead, she grabbed her purse off the couch and ran out through the front door, slamming the door in her wake. I quickly unclenched my fists which felt like they were going to start bleeding from the creases. Serenity unwrapped her arms around me and rushed into her room, slamming the door shut. The yelling and screaming, it exists inside my head as much as it does in the house. We’ve already had enough complaints from our neighbours threatening to call the police on us for it. I don’t blame them. Sometimes, I think the next-door neighbour’s daughter uses that as an excuse to tell me about how much it annoys her parents only to end up flirting with me for five minutes straight. My daydream is quickly broken as I hear the screeching of car tires pulling out of the driveway and then down the road. Mom isn’t coming back for a while. As I walked towards my sister’s door, I could hear her weeping and sniffling. “Can I come in, sweety?” I said with my arms crossed and head against the door. “Please,” was all she could say through her saddened state. I opened the door and closed it quietly. I turned around to look at her. She was on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands, just like the day when the news came of our father’s death. I got down escort bayan on my knees and placed my crossed arms on her smooth legs and rested my head on them. “You know I don’t like seeing you cry. A part of me dies on the inside,” I said, the sound of my voice muffled. I could smell her skin. Yesterday I would’ve said she smelled like cigarettes, but today she smelled like the person I grew up to love and care for. At that moment, she put her hands on my messy black hair and rubbed it. Her hands went down the back of my shirt and gently brushed her fingers all over. She grabbed my head and pulled me in for a long, loving kiss on the lips. The sweetness of her lips brought me into a peaceful state, like nothing could ruin the mood. “I have to tell you something, Jimmy.” Except for that. “I love you.” She began licking my lips with her warm tongue. I stuck out my tongue to lick hers but she pulled hers in and began sucking on my tongue. What did I do to deserve this treatment? She released my tongue from the wetness of her mouth and spoke, “Jimmy, I want to move away from here. Away from that demon of a mother and run away… with you.” She brought her lips to mine again, kissing me for a couple seconds before I pulled mine away from her and spoke. “I would if I had the money, sweetheart… But- But I’ve also got university and you’re still in sch-” She began planting soft kisses from my cheek down to my neck. “Sit on the edge of the bed,” she said. After not moving out of confusion, she stood up and positioned me on the edge of the bed. As I sat, I watched her as she slowly pulled down my sweatpants. I held both her hands and said, “Stop.” “But I love you so much, Jimmy.. Let me take care of you, baby…” she said, pulling my underwear down. My cock shot out like a jack-in-the-box, already painfully hard. There was a part of me that wanted to talk to her but there was another part that wanted her soft warm lips on the head of my cock. I couldn’t make up my mind, so I watched her without interfering. “I want to make you happy, Jimmy,” she said, and began kissing the head of my cock. My dick hardened even more as I listened to the sounds and feel of her kisses. I moaned in pleasure as she licked the head like a popsicle.

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