“This is it. I’m done with you,” Narcissus (C) 2018

excerpt from The House Of Bachuss (Chapter 1: Take Me To Church) (c) 2018



“This is it. I’m done with you,” Narcissus father said with scorn. Narcissus just looked around the family room of the the Better Path Hospital, aka psych ward, at the walls. Just four white walls. So bland intentionally. Then he looked down at the cheap plastic table between him, his father and his father’s new wife. Narcissus was named that after his first wife’s  mother. Supposedly the first thing he did was look around when he was born. Until he found a mirror and he gazed out. Narcissus was thinking of what guilt trip to use to manipulate his father. He could start by blaming his mother.

“Never thought you would give up on me Dad” he said with a scratchy voice starting to crack into a whine.

“NOT THIS TIME BOY!” His father paused a couple seconds. Then continued,”I HAVE SPENT ENOUGH MONEY ON YOU TO SUPPORT THE AVERAGE FAMILY. I WIPE MY HANDS OF YOU!”

Narcissus started crying like a child. Altered his voice to sound even more devastated. Then he asked, “So how much money you going to give me? I been thinking about it. I think it would be best if you bought me a house out of state. Maybe in Texas? Daddy I think I need at least fifty grand. And put the house near downtown. No wait. Put it by a beach.”
Narcissus father’s face turned beet red. He took a deep exhale. Turned and looked at his new wife. She took out a stack of cash. Two hundred dollars in one dollar bills. It was deceiving. She set it in the middle of the two. Narcissus wiped away his tears. Immediately smiled, “Thank you Daddy. Now that I think about it; a house on the Mexican border of Texas would be swell.”
His father stood up. Turned away and took a couple steps toward the door. Then turned around and stared at Narcissus, “Goodbye son.”

That was a serious tone that Narcissus had never heard before. He panicked, “Wait Daddy! What do you mean?” Then his new wife stood up. She looked at Narcissus. He pleaded, “Talk to him for me.” She dug in her purse. Took out a bottle of Lortab. Left it on the table. She nodded, then followed her husband out of the room.

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