Why did I end up with the Idiots?!, chapter 9
Nothing happened on the rest of the Saturday...
Jesus was not allowed to leave his room so he stayed in and played guitar.
*** Sunday 15 June 2004 ***
A dream... a bad dream.
A nightmare actually.
Jesus was six years old again.
It was his birthday but his daddy wasn't home.
But Jesus knew he would come any minute now...
So he got his little shoes on and went out to wait for him.
He carefully walked down the stairs until he was at the bottom.
Then he walked out through the big door.
Any minute his daddy would come around that corner with a present...
He didn't really care about the present.
He just wanted to be with his daddy.
They would go to the zoo or something... just him and dad.
Any minute...
It was kinda early so no one but little Jesus was out.
He decided too wait for his father by the corner, where he knew that he would come any minute.
But when he got to the corner he saw that daddy was already there...
He lied on the ground... and it was blood... and his eyes where open...
"Daddy?!" Jesus screamed and fell to the ground by his father's side. "Daddy don't do this! Daddy!"
He screamed and cried.
He couldn't breath and he could barely see...
It was all turning black.
But he just screamed.
An angry man started to scream too... he shouted out from his window...
"For fuck's sake shut the fuck up! People are trying to sleep!"
Then he saw it too.
The man woke his wife up and told her too call the police...
She took at look out of the window too, then she rushed to the phone.
The man ran outside in just underwear and a t-shirt and pulled little Jesus away from his dead father.
People from every apartment came out or looked from their windows...
Then Maria came out.
She first saw the man holding Jesus and screamed to him to let him go... then she saw it too...
She just fell... crying, she fell to the ground.
The police came... it was clearly too late...
He had been shot... in the chest...
Once more Jesus saw the body of the man he looked up too and loved...
He saw the wound in his chest... deep and red...
Then it all went black...
Jesus woke up.
After all this years he still dreamt it...
And even after all this years he wished that he would wake up and find out that it was just a bad dream... but it never was...
He took some deep breaths... he had this panic thing going on since that day so he needed to stay calm or else he would faint because of the fact that he didn't get any air...
Suddenly he realized that some one was throwing rocks on his window.
It was Tunny... a REALLY pissed off Tunny!
"Open the window you moron!" he screamed.
Jesus opened.
"What is going on?" he asked and yawned.
"I'm going to kill you, you idiot!"
"Okay... why?" Jesus yawned again.
"Cuz' you had your way with THAT bitch and then sent her on me! The little whore tied me up and I wasn't able to get away until the afternoon!"
"What? She raped you?!"
"No! She teased me and... other things..."
"You gave up didn't you? You slept with her!" Jesus laughed.
Tunny turned red.
But he still looked mad...
"Well, yeah... I... I did..."
"Two girls in less then 24 hours? Tunny, you man-whore..."
"Shut up Jesus! You have no fucking idea how pissed I am! Get your ass out here! We're going to fight!"
"Sorry buddy... Grounded... that will have to wait..." Jesus teased as he smiled at Tunny.
"You fucking pimp!" Tunny yelled before he stormed off and left Jesus by the window.
He looked after Tunny for a second before he shook his head and turned around... surprise!
Brad and his mom stood and looked at him.
"What?" Brad yelled. "You told a girl to rape him?!"
"No! That girl has a crush on both him and me and I told her where to find him!"
"That's it! Maria just made me promise to skip the grounding and the school meeting but that deal is off! You're grounded!"
"I've been grounded all the time... you never told me that I wasn't..."
"Shut up you punk!" Brad shouted and closed Jesus door with a bang.
Jesus sat down on his bed.
These things always happened to him...
It was always some one who walked in, in the perfect time to make him look bad...
He remembered one time when he and some girl had been locked inside a wardrobe or something in school...
It was dark and he accidentally fell on her.
She screamed and just then someone opened the door and saw Jesus on top of a girl who just had screamed...
Guess what they thought?!
But Jesus thoughts did not last long... his cell phone rang.
"Jesus here..." he answered.
"Urhm... hi. It's me... Jess..." Jess mumbled.
"Hey, girl! How are you today?"
"I still feel horrible... nd I'm kinda worried about one thing..."
"What?"
"That... I mean... What if I'm pregnant?!"
"If you are you'll deal with it... You're an amazing girl and you can handle anything! I know that... I mean who's your non girly gal-pal?"
Uh... yeah it's true.
Jess never liked to play with other girls even though she could be really girly...
So she and Jesus kinda was gal-pals...
He had listened to her talk about boys she liked and all that.
He listened to her talk about what a total slut her ex-classmate Amanda was.
He even helped her fix her hair some times!
"You are my non girly gal-pal." She laughed on the phone. "My bestest non girly friend..."
"I do my best to keep that place... and if you're worried about the whole pregnancy thingy... do that test. I mean then you could stop worrying and all that..."
"Yeah... you're right... I'll go fix a test and then... we'll see..." she mumbled.
"And if you're pregnant, and notice the big IF, I'll help you in any way I can... okay?"
"Yeah... thanks a lot..."
"Do we feel better now little Jessica?" Jesus said in a kinda mom-voice.
"Yes, I feel better now..." she laughed.
"Good. Now is it perfectly okay for me to hang up and have some breakfast? I'm REALLY hungry..."
"Okay... but I can call you any time, right?"
"Yes, you can... just wait til' I've got something to eat..."
"Yeah... you're right... bye... "
"Bye."
He got off the phone and let his thoughts fly again.
He thought about the nightmare... maybe he should talk to the school physiatrist dude about it?
Anyways he needed something to eat...
He got up and went downstairs...
Jesus was not allowed to leave his room so he stayed in and played guitar.
*** Sunday 15 June 2004 ***
A dream... a bad dream.
A nightmare actually.
Jesus was six years old again.
It was his birthday but his daddy wasn't home.
But Jesus knew he would come any minute now...
So he got his little shoes on and went out to wait for him.
He carefully walked down the stairs until he was at the bottom.
Then he walked out through the big door.
Any minute his daddy would come around that corner with a present...
He didn't really care about the present.
He just wanted to be with his daddy.
They would go to the zoo or something... just him and dad.
Any minute...
It was kinda early so no one but little Jesus was out.
He decided too wait for his father by the corner, where he knew that he would come any minute.
But when he got to the corner he saw that daddy was already there...
He lied on the ground... and it was blood... and his eyes where open...
"Daddy?!" Jesus screamed and fell to the ground by his father's side. "Daddy don't do this! Daddy!"
He screamed and cried.
He couldn't breath and he could barely see...
It was all turning black.
But he just screamed.
An angry man started to scream too... he shouted out from his window...
"For fuck's sake shut the fuck up! People are trying to sleep!"
Then he saw it too.
The man woke his wife up and told her too call the police...
She took at look out of the window too, then she rushed to the phone.
The man ran outside in just underwear and a t-shirt and pulled little Jesus away from his dead father.
People from every apartment came out or looked from their windows...
Then Maria came out.
She first saw the man holding Jesus and screamed to him to let him go... then she saw it too...
She just fell... crying, she fell to the ground.
The police came... it was clearly too late...
He had been shot... in the chest...
Once more Jesus saw the body of the man he looked up too and loved...
He saw the wound in his chest... deep and red...
Then it all went black...
Jesus woke up.
After all this years he still dreamt it...
And even after all this years he wished that he would wake up and find out that it was just a bad dream... but it never was...
He took some deep breaths... he had this panic thing going on since that day so he needed to stay calm or else he would faint because of the fact that he didn't get any air...
Suddenly he realized that some one was throwing rocks on his window.
It was Tunny... a REALLY pissed off Tunny!
"Open the window you moron!" he screamed.
Jesus opened.
"What is going on?" he asked and yawned.
"I'm going to kill you, you idiot!"
"Okay... why?" Jesus yawned again.
"Cuz' you had your way with THAT bitch and then sent her on me! The little whore tied me up and I wasn't able to get away until the afternoon!"
"What? She raped you?!"
"No! She teased me and... other things..."
"You gave up didn't you? You slept with her!" Jesus laughed.
Tunny turned red.
But he still looked mad...
"Well, yeah... I... I did..."
"Two girls in less then 24 hours? Tunny, you man-whore..."
"Shut up Jesus! You have no fucking idea how pissed I am! Get your ass out here! We're going to fight!"
"Sorry buddy... Grounded... that will have to wait..." Jesus teased as he smiled at Tunny.
"You fucking pimp!" Tunny yelled before he stormed off and left Jesus by the window.
He looked after Tunny for a second before he shook his head and turned around... surprise!
Brad and his mom stood and looked at him.
"What?" Brad yelled. "You told a girl to rape him?!"
"No! That girl has a crush on both him and me and I told her where to find him!"
"That's it! Maria just made me promise to skip the grounding and the school meeting but that deal is off! You're grounded!"
"I've been grounded all the time... you never told me that I wasn't..."
"Shut up you punk!" Brad shouted and closed Jesus door with a bang.
Jesus sat down on his bed.
These things always happened to him...
It was always some one who walked in, in the perfect time to make him look bad...
He remembered one time when he and some girl had been locked inside a wardrobe or something in school...
It was dark and he accidentally fell on her.
She screamed and just then someone opened the door and saw Jesus on top of a girl who just had screamed...
Guess what they thought?!
But Jesus thoughts did not last long... his cell phone rang.
"Jesus here..." he answered.
"Urhm... hi. It's me... Jess..." Jess mumbled.
"Hey, girl! How are you today?"
"I still feel horrible... nd I'm kinda worried about one thing..."
"What?"
"That... I mean... What if I'm pregnant?!"
"If you are you'll deal with it... You're an amazing girl and you can handle anything! I know that... I mean who's your non girly gal-pal?"
Uh... yeah it's true.
Jess never liked to play with other girls even though she could be really girly...
So she and Jesus kinda was gal-pals...
He had listened to her talk about boys she liked and all that.
He listened to her talk about what a total slut her ex-classmate Amanda was.
He even helped her fix her hair some times!
"You are my non girly gal-pal." She laughed on the phone. "My bestest non girly friend..."
"I do my best to keep that place... and if you're worried about the whole pregnancy thingy... do that test. I mean then you could stop worrying and all that..."
"Yeah... you're right... I'll go fix a test and then... we'll see..." she mumbled.
"And if you're pregnant, and notice the big IF, I'll help you in any way I can... okay?"
"Yeah... thanks a lot..."
"Do we feel better now little Jessica?" Jesus said in a kinda mom-voice.
"Yes, I feel better now..." she laughed.
"Good. Now is it perfectly okay for me to hang up and have some breakfast? I'm REALLY hungry..."
"Okay... but I can call you any time, right?"
"Yes, you can... just wait til' I've got something to eat..."
"Yeah... you're right... bye... "
"Bye."
He got off the phone and let his thoughts fly again.
He thought about the nightmare... maybe he should talk to the school physiatrist dude about it?
Anyways he needed something to eat...
He got up and went downstairs...
