"Are you real?" It was my father of course, no one else would confuse me to the extent that the ghost person looking at me would. My father was of course several hundred years dead having died by my hand and I thought I'd settled that whole thing. So naturally he had come back as a ghost because my life sucks. He didn't speak at first, just stared I forgot how unsettling his eyes were (not like because he was my father but because his eyes were just piercing, if he was completely unknown to me the eyes would still cause me to be taken back).
"Only my son would be such a damn fool." Those were his first words to me in hundreds of years, I have to say it was like starting out all over again.
"Nice to see you too person who is not some kind of bladder infection spawned madness."
"You know damn well I ain't got nothing to do with your dick problems boy, though it makes me glad to know your in misery." That's my father everyone!
"So you're here to gloat I take it?"
"I'm here because you're here, the blood of my blood brought back to my home woke me and the others from our rest."
"So you're saying that me coming back woke up all the dead ghosts I killed the last time I was here?"
"Yes."
"Man that is not how it works anywhere else because let me tell you..." He hit me at that point, which seemed weird to get struck by a ghost dad. I mean shouldn't he have expressed love and regret? I had to remember this was the ghost of my real father not one I'd made up in my head to feel better (that I've never put to paper because lets be honest I lie enough without taking just lying about things that I've already written about).
"You better get your head on straight before you get sacrificed Trezlan."
"Wouldn't that make you feel better since I kind of killed you and everyone else here?" See this is where I was more than a little confused.
"No idiot, its not like I didn't figure out in the afterlife that being a spider god's bitch was a good deal for me."
"Right." I didn't exactly feel that, I mean he signed on in life and changed his mind in death? But whatever this was the closest to an actual father child relationship I'd ever had I had to milk it for what it was worth right? Sadly like most things in my life it was temporary (no I don't have a ghost father as a partner now or anything, that would be a little too weird).
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