This is for all who did the three R's (Whatever it was….) A small drabble of his journey… I don't expect this to be like a long drraaaabllee. Screw his(Our, but mines is better.) big imagination….
Mistaken present:
It's my birthday. No one knows that. I never told anyone, not even Ib. Wish I could, but I'm too weak. I never mentioned it and she never asked. It's perfect like that….
We walked down the street, Ib nearby of course. We went to the art gallery to remind us of the time we spent with Mary. Ib stopped in her tracks and stared intently at the window. I walked over and took a peek behind her back.
"Ib, what are you staring so intently at?"
"Ah!" She turned around and blocked my sight of the whatever was behind the window. "It's nothing… Come on let's go." She took my hand. Even though my curiosity is killing me to find what she wanted, her holding my hand replace my curiosity. Maybe when I get what she want, she'll think of me more manly.
Just wait Ib.
Just you wait Ib.
She held my hand the entire time we stayed at the mall. Though I noticed she was heading to a lot of men's clothing store… Why would she go in there? Did she brought me so I can help pick out clothing's for another boy? I can't stand it! I forced her hand to open, she turned back to see why I was nearly crying. I ran. I ran. I ran. I ran away from her. Don't know where I'm headed but just away from her. Can't she tell? Can't she tell? My feelings? Why am I so girly? I heard her call after me and many looking my way.
Why Ib?
Why do you do this to me?
I watched the sun set on the windy rooftop, tossing the gravel off the edge. I sniffled, once, twice.. It's cold… It's time to head back for me. I opened the door to the stairs. Ib was lying on the ground. Sleeping. Why is she sleeping there? I picked her up.
"I'm sorry Garry. Will you forgive me?" She whispered, half asleep. Of course I'll forgive you. I will anytime, anywhere, no matter what, just like what you would do. Your my… I never said anything out loud. After all I can't. I'm not manly.
This house is still as big as ever… I sighed at the comparison of her giant mansion and my puny hole. Will I ever match her league? The com turned on.
"Garry? Is that Ib there?" Her mother asked.
"Yes it is. I'm sorry to bother you."
"Oh! Not at all! In fact I should be saying that, you carried Ib all the way back. How manly!" I blushed at the praise. "Well.. Come on in. Do stay for the night. It's awfully late for a young pretty man to walk home."
The grand hall, the fancy tables, the elegant flowers- to sum it all up, nothing compare to my rat hole. I gently placed her on her silky soft bed, but still it's nothing compared to Ib's skin and flesh.
"Say… Ib. Why where you going to men's clothing stores? I want to know…" I muttered thinking she would not hear.
"It-it's for my father's birthday… Goodnight Garry." She whispered when I brought my head closer to hers. I could feel her warm breath.
"Ye-yeah sweet dreams." I headed out the doorway. Was it just me or was she somehow avoiding the question? Either way I relaxed knowing it's for him and not anyone else.
I sat down with her parents in the living room. Such royal red, and shining gold colours. Her father was reading a very late morning newspaper and her mother was simply watching him, smiling kindly. Now I know where Ib got her smile from, though Ib's is always going to the the best.
"Good evening Garry. Thank you for bringing Ib home." Her father greeted me after he tossed the paper onto the glass coffee table.
"Not at all! Um… I heard from Ib that your birthday is soon-"
"I'm sorry Garry, but my birthday passed already. I wish I could get younger. Haha." He kept laughing.
"Dear, that is not funny at all." His wife commented, instantly he stopped laughing. "Garry, my dear, why don't you take a room and sleep for the night? I'm sure you have something planned tomorrow."
"Actually I do not have anything planned. Thank you for letting me stay for the night, I appreciate it."
Why would Ib lie to me? Does she thinks that I would hurt the boy she's giving to? I wish I could, but then I wouldn't be manly just low… Did she lie to me because she thought that I'm not trust worthy? That night, I couldn't sleep. Even in the softest bed- Ib is softer. I woke to a sweet smell of something very delicious. Is Ib cooking? I had her food once and it was the best thing I ever tasted. Instantly I ran down to the kitchen. Ib was cooking, she turned to me and smiled, then stared at me for a second before continuing cooking. I looked down to see what I was wearing.
A bare chest…
A bare chest…
With no fancy muscles….
No abs…
No fat…
Just a bare chest…
I covered my chest with my hands and screamed my way up the room. She saw! She saw my girly chest! No! No! Nooooo! I cried on the bed. Shameless me! I let her see a man's bare chest! Slamming the door shut, I fell to my knees and leaned against the door. I heard footsteps coming to the door.
"Mother, it seemed to be my fault. Let me take care of it." Ib told her mother.
No! No Ib, it's not your fault! It was my fault!
"Oh… Are you sure Ib?"
"Yes."
"Alright…"
Ib knocked on my door twice. She waited, then knocked again. She slowly turned the handle on the door. I suddenly stood up and pushed the door shut.
"Wait Ib! I need to put something on." I grabbed my clothes from the foot of the bed and forced them on. "Ib, you can come in now."
She walked in with her apron on still and the ladle still in her hand. She chuckled at me and went right up too close to me. She began to fix my shirt.
"I know it's a tee shirt but doesn't it feels uncomfortable like that? And it's even inside out! Can you life your arms?" I realized my shirt was inside out and shifted to the left. I kept my arms by my side, I won't let Ib witness another shameless act. She looked hurt. I'm sorry Ib… Slowly she removed her hands. "I'm sorry Garry. I'm going out for a bit." She looked back at the doorway and closed the door.
Wait! I reached out for her… So much for being a man. I'm not even manly enough. "Aren't I girly enough?! I just want to hold her." I screamed in tears.
"Fufufufufufu, Garry my dear." I jumped and blushed. Oh no! She heard me!
"You darn child! You can't touch her! -" I heard her father yelling at me and then a thump.
"Dear! That is rude to call someone that! Beside I think it's cute and Ib's 17. She can chose who she wants to spend her time with."
"Right hon… but still! She is always my daughter."
I chuckled at the argument between the parents. Unfortunately I was heard.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"Dear! He is our guest, have some shame!" She paused. "Garry, dear. I heard it was your birthday yesterday."
"Ho-how did you find out?" I stuttered.
"Ib of course." She said it as if it was always natural. "Oh! You're back."
"Yes mother, I ran back to my room and came back…."
"Hmmm… Dear! Let's have a picnic! Robert! Please pack 2 picnics!" I heard the butler's reply and footsteps moving from the door.
It stayed silent for a while. I wonder if Ib's still there? She couldn't be, right? She left with them. But I was proven wrong.
"Garry? Are you angry at me? I'm sorry for making you upset. You don't have to see you anymore." Why Ib? Why? Why are you making it sound like a break up? And no it's not your fault!
"Ib! No! Don't do that! I'm not angry with you." I shoved the door open, and Ib fell down. I ran to her and lifted her upper body. "Ib! Are you hurt?"
"No.. I'm fine… I just wanted to give this to you… Happy belated birthday." She held onto a piece of clothing. She slowly handed it to Garry and lost conscience.
"IB! IB! IBB!" He hugged her.
The head maid happened to walk by and watched the whole thing.
"Relax, she just passed out. Not dying. What kind of man are you to hurt my lady? Brian! I need you here!" A butler came at her beck and scooped the lady from my arms. I ran back to my room and cried holding the jacket I received from Ib.
Night fell, I ceased crying and just sat there dead. Don't worry Ib! I'll become manly! I slipped on the jacket and ran out to the garden. I walked around till I saw Ib. She watched the stars blink. Slowly I took off my new jacket and wrapped it around her small body.
"Thank you Ib."
Nonsense!… This is Nonsense! ARggggg….. Well… I hoped you enjoyed it! Thank you to the people who did the three R's.