The Appartion Man - Part Eight #

Chapter Two - Part eight #1

I walked down the alley way and into the center square, across from the old car wash. The boats where arriving at the Jetty, it was nearing Ten o'clock. I ran across the road, dodging a few cars along the way, not even caring much about the traffic, or what Grandma Jean had thought. 2

I did regret hitting her, I knew I had made a big mistake, but it wasn't that bad, because in someways it shut her up, though it was bad because I would have never hit a women in my life, ever. I don't even know what came over me, that rage, it just spilled, I could not contain it, and for me that was dangerous.3

The wind was freezing outside, crisp and sharp. It blew across my body, sending a chill down my spine, of course I did not have time to get changed. It all happened so fast and I still only wore my black hoddie, and my slacks, the air was not at all inviting on my naked body, that lay underneath my clothes.4

I reached the footpath, stepping onto the grassy landscape that led me down to the jetty. The sun hi behind the clouds, and could not be bothered to come out and shine. I needed it's Worth to wrap around me, to protect me from the cold feelings that I felt. I pulled the zip of my hoodie up, stepping onto the jetty, watching the passers by on the footpath, jogging and eating there breakfast at the cafe. That was the kind of life that I wanted to live, instead of the one I had now, where my every step was watched like an eagle stalking it's prey.5

I let my bare feet scrap along the wooden planks, wishing there was some way that I could prove to Grandma Jean that I didn'd need any medication. Yet somehow I knew it would be a waste of my time, thinking that she would even see my reasons, she would just see them as excuses. It was an impossible task, impossible no thanks to Stupid Doctor Harvey himself, also known as, former prescription medicine addict, but I knew already that there was nothing former about his addiction. I knew he prescribed himself with enough medication to stuff around with his own head, so that he could stuff around with everyone Else's. I despised the pathetic man and his plea for acceptance in the academic world. In truth he was just like the rest of us, even I would go as far to say he was more insane than a group of us put together.6

I began to walk towards the end, betting the water would be chill to, I would just sit and watch the boats come in, instead of my usual, toe dipped in the water exercise. Up ahead I could see something, it sat in the middle of the Jetty, not to far away from the edge. It looked to me like a bag of some sort, maybe it was a fisherman's bag left over from there trip last night, or forgotten in most cases, but as I got closer towards it, that theory was lost, as I could see that it was a pile of clothes. Stopping short before the pile, I knelt down on my knees, picking the clothes up in my hands. I looked around to see if anyone had seen me, dropping an item of clothing from my grip. It landed on the ground at my feet. I looked down again, reaching to pick it up. noticing it was an item of underwear, not just any underwear, it was girls underwear, but there was no girls in sight, just men and women, jogging on the footpath and dinning at the Jetty cafe.7

I held the Lacey pair of black underwear with my fingertips, suddenly feeling a tad bit excited. "Shit that's hot," I whispered to myself, feeling my insides tingle. Typical male I was, though I had never really seen girl underwear before, well if you didn't count the ones that I had seen of Grandma's on the line, on washing day, but I had never seen any like this. I was so tempted to smell them, after the boys at school last year had told me that they sniffed there girlfriends underwear before, but to me it didn't seem like the right thing to do. I didn't need more people thinking I was insane, or worse yet perverted. So I held it close on top of the pile and turned back around to go home.I was guessing that some girl might have left it there after a midnight swim and forgot to take them home,8

As I walked up the path, I could see a girl in the distance, she was naked, to my array, my eyes widened, my heart started pumping in excitement. She stood there with her short black hair, it must have been her, she didn't look very happy, she looked depressed, almost as lost as I felt looking at her. I walked fast towards her, the sun coming out from behind the clouds, shining its bright ray in my eyes. I pulled my arm towards my face, covering my mouth with the clothes, walking closer towards the girl. As the sun went to hide behind the clouds, I let my hand fall by my side, but she was gone. I looked all around me, but she was no where in sight, she was gone. "Weird," I said, wrapping my arms tightly around the clothes again, so as they would not slip out of my hands grip.9

I continued to walk onto the grass and onto the path, crossing the road, this time without having to dodge any cars. I held them in my hands, my fingers touch the soft fabric, stirring excitement inside me. Walking up the alley way, and into my back yard. I knew I would not be able to dodge Grandma Jean, or the fact that she probably hated me right now, but I could enjoy the fact that I had seen that naked girl, and that I held onto her clothes. It was a pity I couldn't give them back, maybe she would have given me a kiss for a reward, my first ever kiss, by a naked girl, or maybe she would come looking for me, then I could give her clothes back, and kiss her. Though that was insane thinking at it's peak, then yet again, it wasn't really insane thinking if you were already insane.