October

by darkphoenix103

This is an original prose I started to write. It's about a boy and girl who have only general memories of the world but no personal experiences or memories. they both have unique powers that set them apart from the rest of the world.

3. Chapter 3 Daddy

Chapter 3-Daddy

I felt the soft material on my cheek. An arm was wrapped around my waist. I nuzzled my cheek deeper into the material.

"October…" A deep voice mumbled.

I lifted my head slowly. A gentle light invaded my eyes as I propped myself up on my elbows.

A man was lying beside me. A black soul patch graced his chin. Dark black hair graced his forehead. A blue and gray shirt was pulled across his chest. Who was he?

A smile jerked across his face. He opened his eyes quickly. "BOO!"

"Eek!" I shrieked, falling. Oh! A hammock! I was in a hammock!

The man laughed. He offered his hand and said, "Sorry, I couldn't help it, Hun."

Hun?

"Who are you?" I asked.

"October, it's me, daddy," he said, a worried sparkle appeared in his eyes.

"Oh. Where's mom?" I asked curiously.

"She's dead, Honey…remember?"

"Actually, no, I don't," I sat there.

"She died a long time ago. You have her eyes,"

"I do?"

"Yup, aquamarine, she used to call them."

"Oh," I said, climbing back into the hammock.

"You're a lot like her,"

"I am?" I said, snuggling back into my nook below his arm.

"Yup," He said, stroking my hair.

"I love you, daddy," I said, closing my eyes.

"I love you, too, October," He said, kissing my forehead.

I invited sleep.