Eye Of The Beholder
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,159
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Real World
Eye Of The Beholder
The Real World:
Nero stared at the ceiling above his bed. He hadn’t been able to sleep. Too many things were rushing through his head. Lilly mainly. He had wondered what it would be like to have her actually close in his life for so long. But it had always been a fantasy before. Having her close to him made him feel strange. He couldn’t pin point the feeling but all he knew was it was an old and buried emotion. One he never thought he would feel again. After everything that had happened to him in his life he had closed himself off to everything. Had enjoyed watching the real world from a distance. As if it was actually a television show. But nothing had been able to penetrate his self exile from life.
Now even the sent of Lilly on his bed sheets was telling him to try it. To try living. But how could he integrate. Nero knew it would be difficult. He had his set ways and these were ingrained on him. It wasn’t like he could suddenly just turn up in the town and expect everyone to like him instantly. They would fear him and want to hurt him. He was so different . There was no real option of him returning. Lilly may have said he would fit in. but he knew he wouldn’t.
But he wanted Lilly. The beautiful creature she was. Meeting her in person was like meeting someone famous you never thought you would. That special moment when you realise actually they are as amazing as you thought. Even if he couldn’t go back into the real world he would have her. If not fully then he would remember her kind words and the way she had tried to ease his pain over his scaring. His mother had been so ashamed of him.
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‘Mummy my skin really hurts can I have some more painkillers I cant sleep?’
Nero looked up at his mother from across the room. She was sat with his uncle. He was holding her hand and Nero could tell she was crying again. She did that a lot. When she wasn’t crying she was locked in her room. She never hugged him anymore and never told him it would be alright. that’s all he wanted. Just to know that she loved him still. It was an accident. He didn’t mean to do it. He was trying to be a man like his uncle had said.
‘Look after your mother boy! Women need their men to protect and look after them.’
His mother stood and walked to the window. She couldn’t even look at him.
‘ Will you get them yourself. You know where they are!’
‘Will you read me a bedtime story mummy I cant sleep?’
‘No I’m not in the mood you can look after yourself can’t you? You’re a big boy!’
Nero went into the bathroom and took the pills out of the cabinet and got himself a glass of water and went back to his bedroom. He laid in bed waiting for the stinging to stop. It felt like a tight mask had been placed on his face and it hurt to smile or blink. Any outward show of emotion threaten dizzying pain. He laid there staring upwards when he heard his mothers voice coming up the stairs.
‘What am I suppose to do know? How can I possibly go out in public when my son is a monster? What will people think of me. They will think I don’t look after him. He is an embarrassment. Never again will he show me up. To the world he is dead. To me he is dead.’
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Nero could remember it so well. And every word was true. He was a monster and the world would never except him. Maybe he was better off dead.
The Real World:
Nero stared at the ceiling above his bed. He hadn’t been able to sleep. Too many things were rushing through his head. Lilly mainly. He had wondered what it would be like to have her actually close in his life for so long. But it had always been a fantasy before. Having her close to him made him feel strange. He couldn’t pin point the feeling but all he knew was it was an old and buried emotion. One he never thought he would feel again. After everything that had happened to him in his life he had closed himself off to everything. Had enjoyed watching the real world from a distance. As if it was actually a television show. But nothing had been able to penetrate his self exile from life.
Now even the sent of Lilly on his bed sheets was telling him to try it. To try living. But how could he integrate. Nero knew it would be difficult. He had his set ways and these were ingrained on him. It wasn’t like he could suddenly just turn up in the town and expect everyone to like him instantly. They would fear him and want to hurt him. He was so different . There was no real option of him returning. Lilly may have said he would fit in. but he knew he wouldn’t.
But he wanted Lilly. The beautiful creature she was. Meeting her in person was like meeting someone famous you never thought you would. That special moment when you realise actually they are as amazing as you thought. Even if he couldn’t go back into the real world he would have her. If not fully then he would remember her kind words and the way she had tried to ease his pain over his scaring. His mother had been so ashamed of him.
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‘Mummy my skin really hurts can I have some more painkillers I cant sleep?’
Nero looked up at his mother from across the room. She was sat with his uncle. He was holding her hand and Nero could tell she was crying again. She did that a lot. When she wasn’t crying she was locked in her room. She never hugged him anymore and never told him it would be alright. that’s all he wanted. Just to know that she loved him still. It was an accident. He didn’t mean to do it. He was trying to be a man like his uncle had said.
‘Look after your mother boy! Women need their men to protect and look after them.’
His mother stood and walked to the window. She couldn’t even look at him.
‘ Will you get them yourself. You know where they are!’
‘Will you read me a bedtime story mummy I cant sleep?’
‘No I’m not in the mood you can look after yourself can’t you? You’re a big boy!’
Nero went into the bathroom and took the pills out of the cabinet and got himself a glass of water and went back to his bedroom. He laid in bed waiting for the stinging to stop. It felt like a tight mask had been placed on his face and it hurt to smile or blink. Any outward show of emotion threaten dizzying pain. He laid there staring upwards when he heard his mothers voice coming up the stairs.
‘What am I suppose to do know? How can I possibly go out in public when my son is a monster? What will people think of me. They will think I don’t look after him. He is an embarrassment. Never again will he show me up. To the world he is dead. To me he is dead.’
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Nero could remember it so well. And every word was true. He was a monster and the world would never except him. Maybe he was better off dead.