Siren Sands of Love

My son, Mika, is a genius.

Not that I ever doubted him.

From the very start, he showed great promise.

I mean, in the womb, we planned for him to be a doctor, but we let him decide for himself. And he chose “artist” instead. I don’t know why; there was no art in our upbringing. Dad was Mr. Engineering and Mom was Miss Nursing. We both grew up with traditional values and restrained personalities. None of that “emotional shit” for us. We were straight-laced as hell. So when Mika came out of me with a tear rolling down his cheek that day at the hospital… Well, it was an eye-opener for sure.

Of course, he didn’t cry tears of sadness or pain or even happiness when he was born, but he cried those beautiful tears of joy just 2 weeks later when I gave him a big hug and told him how proud I was of him for turning out so healthy and handsome (which I was). And while my husband scowled at me in disgust behind my back because of my “sappy shit”, I secretly thought that moment couldn’t have been any more perfect.

But then again, that might have just been the hormones talking...

After that, it seemed like everything went according to plan and we were living our best lives! Daddy had another kid with his hot young secretary and moved her into our enormous mansion with us (refusing to let go of his own youth), Mom went back to work in the hospital as a nurse, and Mika went on being an artist (only now with more structure thanks to school). Life wasn’t perfect, but it was about as close as it could get without actually being perfect, you know?

Everything changed one afternoon when Mika came home from school with a black eye.

It wasn’t anything major – just a small bruise caused by Mrs. Harris during PE the day before – but still… It made me furious! Furious enough to call Mrs. Harris’s husband at work and threaten to break things off if this ever happened again! I felt like every inch of my blood boiled with anger… But also fear… Because I knew there would be consequences for this…

And there were!

I received word from my supervisor at the hospital only 2 days after I had called up Mr. Harris: My position as a nurse would be terminated immediately because “the hospital needs to go in a new direction” (whatever that meant!) and “a professional presence will be needed for this change” (whatever THAT meant!)... And guess who that professional presence was going to be?

Why none other than Daddy himself! He accepted the position without hesitation and without even asking ME what I wanted! That bastard! So now not only did I have to live with Daddy again (or rather: under Daddy again), but now Mika would have no motherly figure to look up too! That bastard!

But things got worse yet again when Daddy decided to take Mika on his trip overseas! The poor boy had no idea where they were going or why they were leaving or even how long they would be gone or anything at all besides some lame ass excuse about how “Daddy owed some people money in Spain and needed help getting it back” (whatever THAT meant!). Well, whatever YOU need to tell yourself man... You know damn well you do drugs over there... And now you want your son along for the ride?! What kind of parent does that?! … A bad one?! Is that what you are saying?! Well, fuck you then! This is NOT happening!!

That bastard!

My hands shook so hard while writing him that letter that they got all shaky and bumpy which made reading them nearly impossible so then I just threw together whatever looked right mostly based on how angry I was feeling at the time because why should my words make sense now anyway!? He didn't care about making sense before so why should he care about it now!? But despite how bad my handwriting looked - or maybe BECAUSE of how bad it looked - Daddy STILL managed to read them perfectly fine...

Or so he said anyways. He read through them all quietly while sitting across from me in dinner that night - probably trying not to attract too much attention - but still loud enough for me to hear every single lie he told me about what those letters said until finally, he reached the last one... The letter where I screamed out: “Take me instead!!!” ... Yup... That one... That one caught his attention alright... And it ended up catching something else too... :)

Because less than 24 hours later - before Mika even left for Spain - Mika's Father had already moved out of our house and into an apartment just next door!!! ... Oh yeah!!! ... That bastard!!! ... Now THIS is what a real father looks like!! Not some selfish asshole who takes his son away on some stupid drug trip!!! ... This is what caring looks like!! Not some shitty excuse job like being an engineer!! ... This is what love looks like!! Not some fake bullshit romance movie like being an artist!! ... This is what a real family looks like!! Not some depressing traditional values thingy!! ... This is REAL life baby!!! And guess what??? It's fucking AMAZING!!! We do drugs together almost every night now!!! Sometimes Daddy sleeps over too!! Sometimes we even do drugs together during breakfast!!! Now THAT'S quality time between father and son!!! And guess what else?? .. What???? .... Me too? Yes me too!!! … Why wouldn't me too?? … Am I not allowed either?? .. Why wouldn't I be allowed either?? We're a family now aren't we?? So why shouldn't we all play together?! Why shouldn't Susan join us too? She's old enough anyways!!! Isn't she? Don't let her age fool you!! She's been around long enough now!! She knows her way around here better than anyone else in this town does anyways!! She can handle herself pretty well these days!! Heck she can probably show us both a thing or two if she feels like showing us a thing or two anymore these days!! Can't she? Can she? Can she? CAN SHE?! IS SHE?! CAN SHE SHOW US A THING OR TWO IF SHE FEELS LIKE IT TODAY?! IS SHE GOING TO SHOVE SOME MORE OF THAT AMAZING COCAINE UP HER ASS TODAY!? IS SHE GOING TO PUT THAT AMAZING COCAINE ANYWHERE ELSE TODAY!? WILL THIS HAPPEN?! WILL THIS HAPPEN TO ME TODAY?! Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take cocaine today? Will Susan take coke...? … What will happen...? .. What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will happen...? … What will hap- OH YESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!