The Son of Light Book 1: Rebirth by Parker Chris

Author:Parker, Chris [Parker, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-02T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

My Big Brother & I

Josh

It was a beautiful morning on the first day of April 2018. The sun's rays hit the small private cul-de-sac as birds chirped in the trees around the white house.

Inside, Josh slept, drooling on his pillows, snoring mildly. His room was the size of a den with white and light blue decor and no windows. Everything was organized and neat: from the tall bookshelf, to the neatly stacked folders on the white desk at the end of the room, to the neatly folded clothes in his walk-in closet.

He heard an annoying buzz and groaned. He turned to his alarm clock and slapped it off the nightstand, along with a stuffed koala bear, and went back to sleep. 6:00am was always a terrible time to wake up.

"Josh!" called the voice followed by footsteps.

His eyes opened slowly, but something was wrong. He felt wet. He ran a hand under his sheets. He pulled back his covers and saw that his entire lower body was covered in, what he thought, milky pee.

"Oh God, not again!" he said irritably.

He jumped out of bed still looking at the wet mess on his bed and briefs. It had a strong sweet bleach smell. The footsteps came nearer.

"Crap!" he whispered.

He rushed over to his desk and grabbed a bunch of yellow papers and stuffed them in a bottom drawer. Then he pulled off his briefs and attempted to dash to his closet to change, but tripped over his guitar on the floor. He stumbled into his bookshelf, causing it fall onto his desk, knocking that over too. He tripped again and landed on his bookshelf, face first. He heard the door fling open and saw Nick stick his head in and pause. For a moment neither of them spoke. Then Nick opened his mouth.

“Ten minutes.” he chuckled.

The door closed. Josh dropped his face into the books, letting out a sigh.

Ten minutes later, Josh stood in the backyard dressed in a white tank top and baby blue sweat pants, letting the morning dew on the grass tickle his feet. The embarrassment he had suffered earlier melted away as he inhaled the viburnum farreri flowery scent that came from the garden opposite him. Nick approached, wearing only grey sweats and no shirt. On his chest was a tattoo all in black ink.

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