Slave: Zero Chapter 2: Chapter 2

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Eric woke up, sweat dripping down his face and onto his lap. Noticing his father pressing down on a button that made the window next to him descend, he leaned closer to the rush of wind, relieving him. “Thanks”. Eric said. “It’s not even hot in here”. Eric’s father said with a confused face. “That’s because I'm strange”. Eric’s father chuckled. “You sure are,...... how was the sleep”. “Terrible”. “Not surprising since you wouldn't stop turning”. “I was”. “Yeah, I wish I videoed it”. There was a brief silence between them. Until Eric spoke. “Are we in South Sudan”. Eric said with his voice leaving traces of hopefulness. “Yes, luckily for you, you slept through 4 hours of the drive”. “Yeah, my headache’s completely gone”. Eric’s father glanced at him for a moment, his face showed a brief look of concern. “Tell you what, when we get back I'll take you to the doctor, and then we can buy some stuff for our next trip”. “Trip to where”. He asked. “To the U.S”. Eric’s face lit up with excitement. “Wait, we’re visiting Mom for the summer, for how long”. “1 and a half a month”. Eric was practically bursting with excitement. He couldn’t wait to see that woman again. Eric pictured his earliest memory of meeting her. He was just 4, running up to a caucasian woman, wearing a very lady-like beautiful white dress. He remembered everything clearly, she was squatting, wearing her white heels, and her blond, long, flowy hair, hung down to her right breast. Her smile as bright as the sun illuminating her hair, making her look like a goddess incarnate. Her eyes, a light green, they were transparent, he swears he could see it, he swears he could see her soul. Her bright golden soul, it was the soul that of a warm kind person. She embraced him in her arms, holding him tight, kissing his cheek, while spinning him around. He played with her blue gem earrings that shined in the sun. On that day, he fell deeply in love with his mom. “Hey Dad, how come you never told me about, how you met Mom”. He said, his voice laced with curiosity and realization. Eric’s father took a moment to respond, unsure if it was the right time to say. “Not now”. His father paused. “I think the story really isn’t appropriate for 9-year-olds, well not the full story at least”. Eric lifted an eyebrow. “How inappropriate could it be, I mean, I already know about sex, if that’s what you’re worried about”. His father looked genuinely surprised, and a bit amused. Did they talk about it at school, or are you watching porn”? “W,w, what, of course not, it’s sex education, the guidance counselor came to my class and talked about it”. Eric said startled by his father’s weird question. His father laughed briefly. A few hours later. The sun began to set, lighting up the city and the exterior of the car, with a bright eye-catching light signaling the day was ending. Eric looked out the window, with awe and appreciation to any god that made him able to witness a site like that. “Wish I had my camera”. His father said with a sigh. “You forgot it”. “Y, yeah”. His father said, his face drenched in regret. “Sigh”. Eric layed back on his seat, and a few seconds later sprung back up. “Wait, there is no way we will, no she’s already done cook”. His father cuts him off. “Relax, I called her while you were sleeping and told her we aren’t going to be there today”. Eric leaned back with a sigh of relief, completely exhausted by fear. He could feel his pulse and heart beating violently, casting the illusion that his whole body was a blood-pumping machine. His father took a quick glance at Eric’s face, and smiled, almost bursting with laughter. “No thank you, no nothing, I had to endure 35 minutes of non-stop cursing and yelling. “You timed it”. Eric said, his voice laced with surprise and amusement. “Yeah”. He pulled out his phone and showed Eric the timer. “Well Father, I envy you, it looks like your mind is awfully resilient”. Eric’s father's face puffed up, trying not to laugh, but try as he might, he