Grimm and Disney

The rain stopped at 3:45 am.

I can hear the tickling drops of water from outside. And the intruding coldness of the night is giving me comfort. I can’t sleep, the house is widely silenced but the memories of my childhood are still echoing to its halls.

“Stupid thoughts”

I said. And my phone rings, it was an email from Virtuous Publishing Company. I got up and sat by the side of my bed and read the letter.

“Good morning… we hope you are fine… we are here to tell you that you are hired in the company and you can start soon by the given schedule to be sent after you’ve replied to this email… See you, Virtuous Writer!” I got it, my dream job and I looked at my mom’s photo by the bedside table. 

“This is what we’ve been waiting for mom, and we are almost there”.

I frantically wrote back to the company and after a few minutes I received an email containing my schedule.

I immediately grab my luggage and pack all the things I’m going to need for my transfer to San Fransokyo, I packed almost everything and I put my mom’s photo in top of it all.

“I am ready to leave this house full of disappointments.” I said softly.

I don’t really get out much so I am also anxious about meeting new people. The only people I’ve been for the last 5 years, after mom died, are my father and my older brother. Even though we are in the same house I didn’t really have the time nor courage to face them. Well it is hard to show your face to them since I am to blame for my mother’s death.

I reached for the living room door ready to leave of what’s left of their disappointments, I slip a letter under the vase in the table near the door and slowly close the door.

I rode the bus riding towards the train station. I bought a ticket and the next train to depart would be around six am, I checked my watch and in 10 minutes the next train would come.

I sat down in the seats for waiting passengers, I grabbed my pen and book to add some new chapters to my book. But unfortunately, this guy in front of me is, dancing to the music he’s listening to. At first it was charming I admit but now it is really irritating.

I can’t focus, I was about to confront him but he stands and I see that my train is coming and it seems like we are boarding the same train. I moved fast and got in first so that I could choose my seat, far away from him. But luck was really not in my side today, all the seat has been covered and 2 seats left.

“Stupid train”

I murmur while going to my seat and since the seat is limited, I guess we would be together for almost a full 3-hour trip, but he didn’t. He moves to the first-class section.

I sense that my peace has been relieved after it. Good thing that my seat is near the window, I grabbed my book and pen again and start adding some new parts for the story I’m tinkering.

Then I looked out the window and saw some new scenery, such as green pastures and wide blue sky. I opened the window and I felt the cold morning breeze with the heat of the morning sunrise hitting me.

“Mom would’ve loved to see this. But it’s not happening any time soon and I am to blame once again.”

And It starts to come back and I remember it, every single one of it.

Mom and I were always together, I am a mama’s boy, and for a fact I don’t want to leave her side. But above all, my mom loves to write. From prose to stories, and at an early age I was also fascinated by it. My mom said that writing speaks when the mouth cannot and it was a great way to share the stories in my head since I am not really a talkative person. Before our pen-names are connected she goes with Lauren and I go with Alexander, just like the pen-pals John Laurens and Alexander Hamilton. My mom really believes in me and hoped, that one day we can get to the biggest publishing company and works stories there or at least I can.

But it all ended when my mom and I went to the local mall, the news said that there is a local terror attack from the other town, when mom heard this we rapidly buy supplies for writing and groceries for the house, I quickly put all the stuff we brought to the trunk  and mom was starting the car.

But when I close the trunk, I was taken hostage of one of the terrorists, they were five of them and 2 of them were already in the mall and the other two was waiting in their car. I shouted for help and mom got out of the car, begging them to let me go, and all the sudden an alarm rang from the store.

I feel the rage of the one holding me as he aims his gun at my mom.

In a few moments the police came, the one holding me was distracted so I struggled and got off from him and went directly behind the car where mom was and he aimed his gun at us. The police confronted him but he still didn’t surrender.

“The moment you shoot me this family right there is going to get it” he threatens the police.

My mom looked at me

“Andy, see over there, there is a police enforcer there, I want you to run there for safety, okay?” my mom said. Even though I doubted her plan, I followed what she said.

“On the count of three, you’ll run towards him, okay?” She added.

“Yes mom” I replied.

Three, I already preparing myself to run.

Two, I began to hesitate, I am so scared.

One, I lose all my hesitation and trusted my mom’s instruction.

Go!

I ran as fast as I can, I looked back at my mom and I saw that the terrorist was aiming his gun at me and I thought it would hit me I looked back at my mom and I stumble when I saw my mom sacrificing herself for me.

“No! Mom, No!”

I shouted as I saw my mom bleeding on the road, the man shoots once again and it shot my arm and the police shot him by his side and all of his crew directly surrender.

I ran towards my mom again bleeding in his right chest.

“Mom, mom what do I do? Help! Please, help! Help, us!”

I cried many people came and an ambulance arrived but when we get to the hospital she was announced as dead.

My whole world crumbled into pieces. If I just stopped of what she was planning this would’ve happened. And I am to blame for this. This is all my fault; my older brother and my father thinks so. After my mother’s death, the function of the family is destroyed and it’s all again, my fault.

“Good morning everyone, the train is now approaching San Fransokyo, please ready all your baggage’s and welcome to the city of fullest dreams”.

I feel a tear in my cheeks, I immediately wipe it off and fix myself again. I keep my book and my pen and take my luggage and just wow in full awe. San Fransokyo does really stand to its name. I immediately looked around and I saw Hero Hamada and his team in the big billboard. 

I looked around and I saw a person who’s holding a flyer with my name on it, I checked my phone and there is a new email form Virtuous.

“Looked like they even have these chaperones to meet us, dang this is really a big deal of a company”.

I came towards the one holding my name and she immediately looks for my ID and when she confirmed it was me, we directly ride a car. The ride was so quiet and I’m liking it, finally we arrive at the company and dang the building was huge. The chaperone handed me a keycard that will give me access to some of the company’s office.

I grabbed my luggage and pulled out mom’s photo,

“We are finally here mom, the place we’ve been wanting to be.”

I keep my mom’s photo by my messenger bag, I opened the door and I saw many people busy bustling. I want to ask someone for help but my anxiety just get the worst in me.

A girl approached and asks for my keycard.  “Oh, so you are Andy, pen named Grimm” she asks.

“Yeah and I was just wondering where should I go?” I replied nervously.

“Don’t worry I’ll get you there, and don’t be nervous everyone here is friendly” she replied in her Filipino accent.

We ride the elevator to the 7th floor and then I saw the literary section in the sign.

“Here you are, just straight ahead and you’ll meet the staff there. Unfortunately, I can’t come with you. I still have something to finish in the Playwright section. See you around Grimm, and by the way we all go with our pen name here, I am Alinta penned Aria and nice to meet you again Grimm”.

She said before the elevator closed. The design of the building is really having that modern aesthetic look. I walked to the door and I saw many writers on their desks writing as usual and then my keycard glowed and showed where my desks was. I went there and I saw him, that guy that was dancing in the station.

I settled my luggage beside me and I saw that most of us here still have our luggage, I guess we are all freshman’s here. Then a guy in hologram appeared in my desk asking for my keycard, I did swipe it and a new notification came to my phone.

“I guess I have my first project,” and a new one added and it was my apartment room,

“Thank god I’m not on the streets on my first day here. Now who is Disney?”

I ask myself. And when I was just about to start looking for a someone named Disney, I feel my stomach rumble and that is when I noticed that it was almost 10 am,

“Well I guess I’ll start hunting after I eat something”.

I head out of the company and find the apartment, it’s quite near the company building. It’s even possible that this is also a branch of the company I’m working in. I saw that there is a cafeteria on the first floor so I hurriedly went to my room so that I can eat and find this Disney guy. It was room 413, on the 4th floor good thing that the elevators functional. I approach the apartment room and tried to turned the knob; I notice that it was already open.

“Anybody home?”

I said and I looked around and I saw that there is someone in the kitchen, he wears black hoodie and gray sweatpants. I haven’t got the chance to have a look on him though, I was busy arranging my stuff.

“Who are you?” I asked and when he turned it was the same guy that dances in the train station.

“Oh, Hi, I’m Alec, Alec Rogers. I’m guessing you are Andy Woods. We’re roommates” he said.

“But how, I thought I’m going solo in this dorm” I replied.

“Well there is a problem with my transfer to my new room so they decided that we should be together in the meantime, approximately for 6 months. I hope that’s no problem, the bed is quite big enough for the both of us” he mentioned and I almost erupt, there is no way I am sleeping with a guy in the same bed.

“No worries, I’ll just sleep on the couch, I am not really comfortable sleeping next to someone.” I replied to him

“Suit yourself, anyways there is food on the counter. Don’t worry I won’t charge you for it, just help me in the apartment. Like clean up or something. Anyways I’m off. I need to look for my co-writer for our book. Where on San Fransokyo can I find this guy?” He said before leaving.

I went to the kitchen and he really did cook. I eat up and same as him went out to find Disney. And I receive an email stating where me and Disney should meet.

“Jeco’s Resto huh? Well I’m off!”

Writers notes:

It gives me such thrill to post this story here in wattpad and i couldn't wait to share with you all the next chapters of this story. For updates you can check my FB page, the link is on my bio. Happy reading guys! ^^