He woke up with a start. Breathing heavily, he looked over at the empty dog bed beside him.
"Miss ya, bud.." He'd sigh, closing his eyes as he flopped back onto his bed. It had been a year; no, it had been two years since he had lost his friend to the incident.
Now, his life, his motivation; lost to the overwhelming darkness that consumed him, day by day. It wouldn't take much now for Odyssey to fly into a blinding rage at the next stupid thing he'd encounter.
Odyssey. That was his name, as much as he hated it. Every kid in his class would turn their heads as his name was called. It's like they thought he was the next new philosopher. But as soon as he met their eyes, they knew it could never be. Their maniacal laughter echoed through …show more content…
Now the whole thing was corrupted, everything in his world now was off-kilter.
He glanced over at his alarm clock; 7:54 am. He stared back at the ceiling, eyes narrowed.
Just then, the Earth shivered, a little at first, but it got progressively more aggressive each time. Odyssey shot up, leaping out of bed, almost tripping on his comforter, which was askew from his bed. He pulled his shirt down, which had most likely ascended up his body as he was tossing in his sleep.
Plates and dishes could be heard crashing to the floor in the next room over, which he knew he'd have to tidy up later, seeing as he pretty much lived on his own.
See, his dad had lived with him for a while, until he was about twelve. He had been taken to the hospital, in a drug-induced coma. His dad died later in the night, leading to a big depression spike in his mom. Of course, his mom did live with him, but she wasn't home most nights; usually she was out sleeping with other guys, which was very gross to Odyssey. But it seemed to improve her mood, so he tried not to care about it too
"Miss ya, bud.." He'd sigh, closing his eyes as he flopped back onto his bed. It had been a year; no, it had been two years since he had lost his friend to the incident.
Now, his life, his motivation; lost to the overwhelming darkness that consumed him, day by day. It wouldn't take much now for Odyssey to fly into a blinding rage at the next stupid thing he'd encounter.
Odyssey. That was his name, as much as he hated it. Every kid in his class would turn their heads as his name was called. It's like they thought he was the next new philosopher. But as soon as he met their eyes, they knew it could never be. Their maniacal laughter echoed through …show more content…
Now the whole thing was corrupted, everything in his world now was off-kilter.
He glanced over at his alarm clock; 7:54 am. He stared back at the ceiling, eyes narrowed.
Just then, the Earth shivered, a little at first, but it got progressively more aggressive each time. Odyssey shot up, leaping out of bed, almost tripping on his comforter, which was askew from his bed. He pulled his shirt down, which had most likely ascended up his body as he was tossing in his sleep.
Plates and dishes could be heard crashing to the floor in the next room over, which he knew he'd have to tidy up later, seeing as he pretty much lived on his own.
See, his dad had lived with him for a while, until he was about twelve. He had been taken to the hospital, in a drug-induced coma. His dad died later in the night, leading to a big depression spike in his mom. Of course, his mom did live with him, but she wasn't home most nights; usually she was out sleeping with other guys, which was very gross to Odyssey. But it seemed to improve her mood, so he tried not to care about it too