Freedom

This post may be a little bit more risque than my normal posts, but I wanted to try it out and see what reaction I got. Most would read it and think nothing of it. But for me, it's pushing the envelope. Hopefully, you enjoy.

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"Do you hear him?"

"Shh."

The two kids sat hunched in the tall grass, barely breathing. A slight breeze rustled through the weeds, chilling slightly the sweat that beaded on their foreheads from the humid night air.

"This grass is itchy," whispered the first.

"Shh!" hissed the second.

The clear sky shone bright with the stars. A waning moon being the only light around, their eyes were dilated fully. Thin shadows moved across the ground with the wind and toyed with the kids' imaginations.

"How long do we have to wait here? Can't we just go now?"

"Look, pussy, if you want to be a wimp, you can leave by yourself and see if you don't get caught."

"I'm telling you said a bad word."

"Whatever. If you're going to tell, then go. Just shut up!"

The younger of the two boys looked out away from his brother, not wanting to show his fear. They both stared through the grass, straining their eyes to see any glimpse of their target. The heat was starting to take its toll on their patience. The younger one signed just loud enough to show his annoyance, but quiet enough to be able to deny it if his brother said anything.

Suddenly, the elder boy's muscles tensed as a man appeared down the dirt road next to the field they were in. With the little light that there was, his features seemed distorted. His gait swaggered a little as he tried to walk down the lane. Even before he got close enough for the boys to smell the alcohol, they could tell he was drunk. He approached the spot where they were hiding and stopped. They both held their breath as the man loomed over them. The younger felt convinced that he saw them. Another minute and he would have turned and ran, but his own fear kept him from moving. Neither one dared look at the other. They both stared what seemed like straight up. His shirt hung loosely on his stout frame, damp from the sweat of his body. His belly hung over the belt on his jeans, protruding like a pregnant woman.

Just then, the boys could hear a soft zip sound. They watched as something came towards them and caught some of the light from the moon. As it hit the grass and passed through to the ground in an arcing motion, they both turned their eyes toward each other with a disgusted look as they realized what was happening. The urine reeked as it hit the ground in front of them, mixing with the dry earth. As more hit the newly made puddle, it splattered up onto the arms and legs of the boys as they knelt in silence.

After what seemed like an eternity, it stopped and the man zipped back up his pants. They strained their eyes to watch him as he walked away. They waited for a few more minutes after he left before they stood up and brushed themselves off.

"That was gross!" said the younger.

"Just one of many," sighed the elder.

They both looked down the road in the direction the man headed.

"What a dick," said the younger brother.

The other raised an eyebrow as he said, "What happened to your concern for bad language?"

"Doesn't matter anymore. I'm never going back home."

"You finally see it?"

"Yeah. Dad's a loser."

The elder brother laughed. "Well, that's one way to put it." He put his hand on his brother's shoulder as they turned around and headed away.

"So what now?"

"Look around you," said the elder. "Do you see any walls or barriers? Anyone waiting to beat you for any little thing that you do?"

"No."

"That's right. The world is ours now."

"Can I be the captain?" asked the smaller boy with excitement in his voice.

The older brother looked at him with a loving smile as he remember everything that they had been through in the their lives.

"Yeah," he said. "You can be whatever you want."