Barbary simply waited in his room, waiting for nightfall to arrive in order to escape. He took a pair of blankets that his mother gave him before her drunken state, and began tying knots to each of their ends, preparing to climb down the window via classical 'climbing down rope' technique, or at least that's what he THINKS is what he calls it. Now, he has them hidden underneath of the bed. As for Barbary himself, he's waiting for his mother to give him her goodnight 'kiss'. To be honest, ever since her mother started drinking due to a, unfortunate incident 2 years prior, her goodnight kisses usually involve her forcing him to promise her to do good the next day. Barbary lied on his side on the bed, his main blanket covering himself up to keep him warm.
Now, he could hear the sound of footsteps coming upstairs to his room, and he swallowed to himself. "It's gonna be okay, Barbary." he spoke to himself. "Just endure what she's gonna say, and then you'll be out of here." He then sighed to himself as he gripped the bed mattress, waiting for his mother to come up. Soon, he heard the door open, and in stepped his mother. He saw her; a white skinned woman, with short auburn hair and fiery green eyes as she walked into the room. She turned towards him and sighed, walking over.
"Hey there, kid." She began, and Barbary stayed silent. "*sigh* Listen, maybe I may've been a little irrational back there. And uh…" she remained silent, tapping her fingers against the wooden wall.
"That could've been handled better, I'll admit…but," Barbary flinched a bit, at her tone, but remained silent and turned away. "I still do NOT approve of you goofing off! Tomorrow morning, I expect you to be better at your work tomorrow. Am I clear?" she asked.
Barbary raised himself briefly, and nodded. Soon, he felt his mother leaning forward, and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. It was rather rough, and Barbary frowned once more. "Good night, Barbary. And sleep well." She spoke to him one more time, before she walked away from the bed and through the door, before exiting the room.
Immediately, Barbary soon got up and got himself off the bed and looked back at the door. He was at slight disbelief that she would apologize to him; sure she had rough kisses, and her apology doesn't seemed too genuine. But at the second time, Barbary himself believed in second chances. She was his mother, after all. But then the thoughts of earlier came back into his mind; she did almost cannibalize him, and she didn't seemed too regretful when she yelled at him a little bit later than that. "It's probably the alcohol." He said to himself. "Even so, I don't think I can stay here." He added, before he began pulling out the blanket rope and pulled it into the window.
Then, he remembered something; he doesn't want to be alone by himself, so he walked into the closet and began fishing through some of his stuff. Soon, he pulled out a stuffed doll of Barney the Purple Dinosaur, several Disney toys, and a small notebook, before placing them into his small red backpack. Then, he went towards the counter, and took out a picture, showing him and his family. He looked into the picture; showing his father standing beside him and his mother, who was a happy, loving and caring woman to him. Barbary doesn't remember much about his father, but from what he can remember, those were the best times he had in his life. Not really wanting to forget the good mother he knew, he then gently took the picture, and placed it in the backpack as well. Soon, he placed the backpack on his back and began to walk over to the window.
He peeked his head out of the window. Looking down, he deduced that it wasn't too far down. He nodded to himself, and threw the blanket rope down the window. Then, he grabbed onto the rope and swung out of the room, before he turned around. He took a long look into his room, and gave a sad sigh; he's surely gonna miss being in this house. With the final sigh, he then began to slowly climb down, until he reached the ground. Then, he turned around, adjusted his backpack and began walking away from his home, before disappearing through the house's pathway, not looking back one time.
Barbary was not really paying attention to where he was going as he walked along the path; he has his mind filled with joy at finally being free from his mother's wrath. A large smile grew on his face, and tears of joy spilled downwards.
"I'm free! I'm finally free!" he exclaimed to himself. Soon, adrenaline began to fill his body, and he began running across the path. Then, he began laughing and crying to himself at the same time. He felt free, and he soon began to think about what he's gonna do to himself.
Then, his running soon slowed down to a stop upon the realization that…well, he's alone now. "Wait…now where am I supposed to go?" he asked to himself. He looked around; aside from the trees that surround him, as well as the park in the distance up ahead, he was in the middle of nowhere; no adult supervision, and…he widened his eyes. Now that he remembered; he didn't even pack up food and water. He never had dinner earlier today and his stomach was constantly growling. Barbary sighed to himself and groaned in frustration before covering his tiny hands onto his face.
"Not only am I NOT ready" he began, "But I didn't think this through…Now where am I gonna go?" he began grumbling to himself as he soon continued walking along the path.
"I don't want to go back, and I can't go almost anywhere because…well, I'm alone. Grrrr…." He growled as he continued walking, nearing the nearby park.
He had no idea…he was being watched. Nearby, is a dark silhouette hiding behind a tree within the woods. It is mostly covered in darkness, but the body frame appears to be a male. But he was extremely tall, around 6'5". His long black hair was wild and feathered out, and between those fangs, there wasn't a face, but instead a pair of red glowing eyes, and a slowly growing grin, and a hand with long, sharp claws began to clutch onto the tree trunk. "So…this is him…" he spoke in a dark, deep voice. "The Blooded One…" But, he didn't seem to go forward towards the child. Instead, he just stared onwards at the child, a smile on his face…
Later, Barbary soon approached the park, with a nearby public flower garden. He looked at the garden, and smiled a bit. This was the first time he had seen such beautiful flowers in person. Then he looked ahead towards the town; he wanted to go there and stop at some place for the night, but his legs were killing him, and the adrenaline wore off a while ago, so now he was beyond tired and was close to falling asleep. Barbary then looked at the flower garden.
"Hmm…maybe I should rest here for the night. Then maybe I'll continue onwards tomorrow." He said to himself. So, he walked into the flower garden and looked around, wanting to find a spot to rest for the night.
At last, he approached a stoned stool. He smiled, as he gently took the backpack and walked over to the stool. Steadily, he scooted underneath and lied on his back, using his backpack as a pillow. Now, he simply lied there, looking up at the stone.
Soon, it wasn't long before he felt his eyes getting heavy. Then, he wasted no time closing them. A few seconds passed, and soon, sleep began overtaking his mind, and before he knew it…he was finally asleep, hoping that it would be a good tomorrow.