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'I guess my anger at the Moirai is a lot like that,' I sighed, and suddenly my rage was gone. I felt empty. I went back to the window and looked for Tara and Cindy. They were there still playing and laughing. The feelings that came the last time were still there, but they were greatly muted.
'If I go downstairs now, it will be like I'm accepting what the Fates have planned for me. I'll never get back to my own life,' I thought. I couldn't do it. I loved my parents, Cindy and possibly even Tara, but I'd taken all I could. I needed some time away to think.
I don't remember starting, but in no time at all I had the duffle bag that typically collected dust on the bottom of my closest filled with clothes. I took a moment to write a note to my parents. It probably wouldn't help them accept what I was about to do, but I couldn't just leave without at least giving them a reason.
I told them that Rodger's death, my breaking up with Tiffany and quitting the football team had all hit me hard and that I needed some time to think. I told them I'd be back and not to worry. I wasn't sure about the first and I knew the second would never happen. Guilt threatened, but there was only so much of that I could stand. In fact, I was overloaded with it recently and that was half the problem.
I slipped out of the house as quietly as I could. I had no idea where I was going or when I'd be back. I knew what I was doing was a mistake, but some mistakes you had to make. That was life.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 months agoMC is casanova thats banged every teenage fantasy, the milf next door, hot teacher and hot cheerleader. His thought process is more teenage then 50+ man but he is in the body of a 18 year old. And his old life was lonely why does he want to go back so much.
bigurnabout 1 year agoThis is a great storyline, but so many stories on this site are about the main character being subject to angry decisions which causes them to suddenly leave. In this particular one; the MC is about to set out like a immature teenager ... Although he, supposedly has the thought processes and maturity of his adult, future self. The timeline/ reality that he now exists in is already been altered by his friends actions. He should understand that and make his own adjustments while moving forward. Just my insight and opinion.
xhristianjalmost 2 years agoWhat always cracks me up is this 50+ year old guy is such a fuck up as a teenager. And seriously his compete and total immaturity is simply unbelievable. And now he's crying about going back and seriously what the fuck is he going back to he's a lard ass salesman with no wife and no family like seriously wtf?
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoThe first CD player was 1982. AIDS in the US started in 1981. Was there. Love your story, just couldn't help making the timing comment
