Daughter of the Sun

There's a hole in the sky.

My dad has always said,

and that from there,

they look down on us,

watching everything we do.

He's always said that we were called something greater,

to stand against the darkest days of this long dream,

of which people like us were lasting part.

And that always,

they were watching.

As if observing this strange

other world of their own making.

Who they are, on the other hand,

he's never said.

My dad is different.

Or as he calls it,

special.

Fucking wet, not fucking clean.

Fuck.

Fucker.

He says someday when I'm a woman.

Fuck.

I'll be special too.

But I hope it's bullshit.

And I think he does too.

We move around a lot.

'Kay, what if I was lost in forest?

I'd hike in

and I'd come get you.

He says it so I can see some shit in this world.

In the middle of nowhere?

I'd transport there, like Mr. Spock and find you.

Come on, dad.

It's gotta be real.

Hey,

fucking stay close.

Why?

'Cause.

But I know that's a lie too.

He's just afraid.

Dammit, Hill!

Why's this effing phone plugged in?

We're afraid of a lot of things.

I told you I was using it.

To call who?

To call who?

Mostly,

I think he's afraid of himself.

And of losing me.

He said he could lose a lot of things in this life,

but I'm not one of them.

And if he ever did,

no one either out there or down here would be safe 'til he found me again.

And that we had to hold on to each other...

tight.

We saw the same sunset.

Dad?

Huh?

What if I was all the way underneath

the whole entire ocean?

Then I'd swim down

and get you.

But what if you couldn't?

But I would.

Dad?

What if I was dead?

Don't fucking talk about that kind of shit.

- But? - No.

Now go to sleep.

Honestly,

sometimes it feels like me and

my dad are from different worlds.

Like I just don't understand him.

But that's alright,

'cause I got my own ideas.

We're gonna settle down and

I'm gonna take care of him the way he always takes care of me.

Someday my dad won't have to be afraid anymore.

Someday.

Like he always says,

we just gotta hold on to each other.

Just hold on tight.

Lenny, stop it.

Air's a good girl.

Mm, green eggs and ham.

Hey, what's his name?

Sonny.

Yo man! Sonny! Let's pick it up!

Alright boss, let me have it.

No, fuckface.

Sorry. I got it.

Hey babe.

No way, Bozo.

Come on babe, man's got needs.

Yeah, well take them somewhere else.

Don't be like that, you know I'm only kidding.

Hey, can I ask you guys something?

What's up with simple Sam over there?

Alright everyone, let's settle in

and open our text to page 39.

Yes, Hildie?

Hey man.

I was just playing.

You just freaked me out back there.

It's alright, fuckhead.

What?

Sorry.

Oh shit! No, no, no, no, no.

Damn it.

Come on.

Sorry. I didn't mean to freak you out, fucknuts.

Say that again! What was that?

Nothing. Fuckstick.

Okay! Okay!

I'm not gonna fight this guy.

He's a goddamn fucking--

Hill!

What is it?

Nothing. I'm leaving.

I'm coming with you then.

No, you're not.

He's provoking me.

- It's over, man. - He's provoking me.

It's over.

- I know, but it's - So why are you doing this?

- we're done here. - I'm not going.

I work here. I work--

Fuck!

You can't see it, can you?

See what?

Nothing. Forget it.

Seriously, what?

I'm sick of all this double talk with you.

It's nothing, really.

You wouldn't understand.

You know I care about you, right?

Right.

No, really, I ain't like that.

I know you don't believe it, but--

But what?

Just tell me.

Again?

Where were you?

Nowhere.

What happened?

It's gonna happen again, isn't it?

No.

I got under control.