To the Park

Without a smartphone, there was no way for John to search for the nearest restaurant. His only choice was to start walking and hope somewhere to eat. He walked for a few blocks before he realized that he was lost. Eventually, he found a park. There were some food trucks. He got himself a hot sandwich and some lemonade.

He sat on one of the nearby park benches. Noticing that an attractive blonde woman is jogging. Seeing her nice breasts move beneath her sports bar. John could only imagine the shape and the feel of her breasts. He thought the only reason she ran was to show off those beautiful breasts. Just for fun, he imagines that her mother would teach her about having wonderful breasts and making sure to show them off as much as possible. Laughing that she and her mother would run topless together. He knew the thoughts were pretty perverted. That they wouldn’t be true. So he simply continued to watch the woman with her jog.

The woman jogging saw the stares of the men that were giving her. She felt that they were undressing her the more they watched. It wasn’t right for men to use their twisted imagination on her. Exactly like her mother used to tell her that men will forever see women as pieces of meat, so we must show our breasts as a symbol of our pride. She remembers her mother always being topless as they when for their morning run. She admired her by showing her pride. It was sad that she couldn’t follow in her mother’s image until she was eighteen. As she looked at herself, she questioned why she stopped being topless in her runs. Starting to feel uncomfortable in her top. She stops at a bench when some guy is sitting. He didn’t look that attractive male. Nothing like her boyfriend. In one swift motion, she removed her top and threw it at the man. This attention startled him, but it hadn’t bothered her. She felt free maybe for the first time. It doesn’t matter if someone stares at her. She had her pride and everyone could see it, that is what all matters to her right now.

John was shocked as the woman that he was watching just gave him her top. How she seemed as though it was natural. She had a smile that wasn’t there before as she resumed jogging. He knew that his memories are gone, but are his common senses gone as well? Thinking about it doesn’t make any sense. A part of him wants to watch the woman’s naked breasts. The other part wants to go back to his apartment. Thinking that someone would call the police soon. He hasn’t the desire to be questioned by them. Thus he walked back to his building and held the top in hand.

While he was walking, he thought about the two strange events that happened. The first was seeing the image of the little girl and the boy, that was himself. It didn’t make sense for him to know the boy. He thought his memory was coming back, but his viewpoint wasn’t through the boys. There must be a reason, he thought to himself. The second was the blonde jogger suddenly taking off her top for no apparent reason. She did look at herself before coming to whatever decision she had in mind. Then acting like everything was normal. He was glad that she decided to give her top to him. It still felt warm in his pocket. In conclusion, that has been weird stuff happening to him. He wondered if a Mutant is a cause for everything.

By the time John got to his apartment, it was already dark. To his surprise, his landlord was waiting beside his door.“I been waiting for you,” she greeted him. “Aren’t you going to let me in?”

He shrugs and opens the door. The landlord followed him in and closed the door. They both sit on the floor. She constantly stares at him, yet looking down when their eyes meet. They are silent at first.

“Why did you come back?” He asked.

“While I wanted to check on how you are doing,” she said. “And to give you my phone number. Since you don’t have any memories of anyone that you know.”

“Yes, you got a point. But I don’t have a phone.”

“I thought I heard a ring in your apartment while I was waiting.”

“I found that phone while looking through a duffle bag.”

“You have a duffle bag. What else do you find?”

“Nothing else. There were only other pairs of clothes to wear.” John didn’t want to explain the passports or the gun.

“You might have been a spy if you found a gun, but we are not in some action movie.” She gave a small chuckle. He tried to laugh with her. “Go grab the phone, so we can use it to keep in contact with each other.”

This gave him a chance to go into the bedroom to hide the things he didn’t want her to see. He went to the bedroom and grabbed all the undesirables. Then threw them into the closet. He closed the door, after making sure that everything was hidden. He walked to the living room giving the phone to his landlord. She quickly added her information to the phone. Once she was done, John saw her name on the contacts. It was the only name listed. Her name is Lara Reeves.

“You have a wonderful name, Lara,” said John.

“Thanks,” she said while blushing. “Were you able to remember your name?”

“It’s John.”

“Well, John, are you starting to get your memories back?”

“No, I only figured out my name.”

“That is too bad.” Lara had a disappointing look.

“Were you able to remember anything about me?”

“I can only remember the time you saved me. Nothing else came up. It’s like you just pop into my memory that one time. Maybe there’s a Mutant that is trying to erase you from everyone’s memory.”

“If that is true. So why is that Mutant letting you remember me?”

“I might be resistant to whatever they did.”

John thought what Lara said could be right, but a Mutant with so much power wouldn’t make that small of a mistake. This Mutant was able to erase all of his memories and erase other people that have known him. He also thought that what happened in the park could be the Mutant’s fault as well. As he thought about it, a question started to form in his mind.

“Could it be?” He whispered to himself.

Note From Author: Should he figure out that he is a Mutant? Please comment on your answer.