Bluesummers
Chillin'
Aiden stepped out the double doors of the county jail running his fingers through his ounce long now shorter blond hair. He decided to get it cut while inside. On the outside it made him rebelious, on the inside it made hime a target. He opened the bag with his possessions he came in with, and pulled out his wallet and a pack of cigarettes. It felt good to be out of the stagnant unmoving air of the inside and feel the sun and the soft wind on his skin again. The birds sounded better than constant banging of worn down poker cards on metal tables. He walked to the payphone and put in a quarter, hoping his mother or one of his brothers would answer and not his father. Ring...ring... "Yeah?", a man's voice answered with a hint of belligerence. No such luck. "Dad, I'm out, could you ask ma or maybe Bobby or Terry pick me up?" He knew better than to ask his father. "Walk home, *click*" was the response Aiden got. He pulled cigarette from the pack and lit it. "F**king stale..." he snuffed the smoke out beneath his chuck taylor crushed the pack and tossed it. "Should quite anyways." He said to himself as he began to walk home.
When he finally made it home he let himself in. "Aiden!", his mother called out. His father chimed in "I see you cut your hair. It's about godd*mn time." Aiden said with sarcasim "Good to be back." His father stood up "What!? You want a parade er something? You got yourself locked up, and for what? That nancy down the street!?" Aiden spat back "I can count on Kyouu. Can't say the same about you!" His father socks him knocking him down and busting his lip open. Aiden stood up not even looking towards his father, "I'm out of here." Hi s mother dashed forward, "Aiden, wait." His father extended his arm into his mother's path holding her back, "Don't worry he'll come back. How many times does he run off? I wish he'd stay gone one of these times."
Aiden walked to a place he and Kyouu used to play as children and sat down and staired into the distance trying to cool down, lip still bleeding. This spot remained important to him over the years. Its where they came to be alone sometimes. Even if Kyouu wasn't there it made him think of him. It helped him relax.
When he finally made it home he let himself in. "Aiden!", his mother called out. His father chimed in "I see you cut your hair. It's about godd*mn time." Aiden said with sarcasim "Good to be back." His father stood up "What!? You want a parade er something? You got yourself locked up, and for what? That nancy down the street!?" Aiden spat back "I can count on Kyouu. Can't say the same about you!" His father socks him knocking him down and busting his lip open. Aiden stood up not even looking towards his father, "I'm out of here." Hi s mother dashed forward, "Aiden, wait." His father extended his arm into his mother's path holding her back, "Don't worry he'll come back. How many times does he run off? I wish he'd stay gone one of these times."
Aiden walked to a place he and Kyouu used to play as children and sat down and staired into the distance trying to cool down, lip still bleeding. This spot remained important to him over the years. Its where they came to be alone sometimes. Even if Kyouu wasn't there it made him think of him. It helped him relax.