Thanks for the reviews!
Well, here's chapter five!
Chapter five
Wish
"While I am gone, I don't want you to go out of the house and if you dare to go anywhere near that despicable sea," he pointed a finger to Jack, "I swear, you would wish you where never born." Jack nodded, to afraid to say something wrong. His father closed the door behind him and Jack let a relieved sigh escape him. His father had been irritated the whole day, it was very clear there was something wrong, either with the job, or his father was just angry for having to be at the sea. Jack waited an hour or so, before concluding he couldn't wait any longer. And went outside. It took him somewhat like 5 minutes to walk up to the sea. He looked at it, a smile appearing on his face. It looked even more beautiful than he had remembered.
What would his father do if he found him here? Jack sat the thought out of his head and started to walk up to the sea. His smile even improved when one wave almost reached his feet. He kicked out his shoes, and let the water rush over his feet. It was cold, but still wonderful. He breathed in the fresh air, looking at the far horizon where a few boats made there way to wherever they where going. But they where free, free to go everywhere. Jack came out of a trance when he felt the cold water wetting not only his feet but his legs too, he jumped backwards. But than grinned and ran into the see, the water reached up to his knees. He didn't care it was cold, he barely felt it. He didn't care he got wet. It felt great. He felt how the sand twirled around his feet. He could stand here all day if he wanted to, of course he had to be home before his father got home. He realised his father hadn't said when he would be home again. Jack felt his heart thump in his chest. 'Relax Jack, he will not be home for a long time, he's never home early.' He told himself. And for some reason it worked, he calmed down. Probably because of the sound of the sea, the waves that where steaming around him in order to come to the shore. It was amazing to be back again, standing in the sea. Like he had done so many years ago. He hadn't felt this good in ages, well, since he had moved. It was weird how the sea would let you forget your worries. Of course Jack was thinking of Uno the whole time, but here at the sea those thoughts where washed away.
"So, you're here, are you? And what have I told you?" Jack's thought went dry at the sound of his father's voice, his heart thumping in his chest he slowly turned to see his father's furious eyes looking at him from of the shore where he was standing. He hadn't paid attention, and hadn't heard someone coming up to him.
"I just like the sea. Is that so bad?" Jack said, trying to remain as calm as he possible could.
"You like the sea? You-" The father ran to his son, who was still standing in the water, Jack looked around in shock. And he ducked into the waves trying to get away, but it wasn't easy swimming with all the clothes he was wearing. Before he knew it, his father had grabbed his ankle and was pulling him towards himself. Jack pulled himself lose of his father's grip and didn't even realised he was now drenched through. Before he could stand up straight again, he felt his father's hands on his shoulders. He could barely take a breath before he was pushed under water. His eyes stinging in the salt water. He tried to break free out of his father's grip, but without success. He held on to the air he had left for as long as he possible could. A few bubbles of air escaped his lips and rose to the surface of the water. He was relieved to feel his father pulling him back up. He gasped for breath and wiped away the wet hairs out of his face.
"Still like the sea, do you?" His father asked, Jack looked at him, his eyes hurting from the salt water. "Well? Do you?"
"I do." Said Jack after a while, and regretted that when he was pushed into the water ones again. Fear began taking over him, when he realised his father wasn't going to bring him up again. He was chocking, he gasped for breath and only water filled him. His body was out of air, was this what his father wanted? Did his father wish him to be dead? His heart was pumping faster and faster as he tried to escape, his hands grabbed onto something under water. It was something Sharpe for he had cut open his own hand, he didn't feel it, he barely felt the salt water sting into the wound. He hold onto the thing and with all the strength he had left he brought it down into his father's leg. The man released his grip and Jack got to the surface, panting and coughing up water he looked at his father who had grabbed the wound on his leg which at the look at it was hurting badly. Jack took this opportunity to struggle back to the shore. Where he collapsed, trying to get away, but had not the strength left to do so. He was still panting heavily as if he had ran for hours. Blackness appeared in the corner of his sight. He fought the feeling that he was going to faint, afraid of what his father would do to him if he had passed out. He heard his father coming back from the water. Jack tried everything to get away, but his father had already grabbed his upper arm and turned him around. Jack saw the blood still coming from the wound he had caused to appear on his father's left leg. Jack tried so badly to remain conscious, his head ached. His sight was blurry, still he could see his father's wrist coming down towards him. The pain doubled and Jack finally passed out, falling into unconsciousness he thought: 'He was right, I do wish I was never born.'
Please review, I would like to know what you thought!