"𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮, 𝙝𝙪𝙝."| QUACKITY

Home

There I was.

Just sitting there.

"Holy shit."

"No way."

As soon as I even saw him, I already knew that it was him.

That same 13 year old boy who had begged me to play club penguin with him after school each time my mom was still at work.

I still sat there in disbelief. A part of me wanted to reach out... But how?
I remember I still had that Skype account on my mom's old family computer at my mom's house.
I had forgotten the password and recovering it would be a waste of time since I completely forgot the email, and everything.

Not because of just my bad memory...

But I feel like I wanted to suppress it.
I've already almost completely suppressed the reason why all of this happened.

Almost.

That's just how my coping mechanism works, I guess.

Haha.

I decided to call up my mom and just ask her about it.

"Helo?"
My mom spoke in a pretty bad accent.
We were "foreigners", after all.

"Uh hi mom."
I quickly felt blood rush into my head.
I didn't know why I was so nervous around her.

Or do I?

Maybe that's just another thing about my so called "coping mechanism".

"Wat you want?"
She sounded very angry and rushed.

I decided to get straight to the point and ask about the computer.

"Is dat all? Is tis why u cal me?"

"Nonono, I also wanted to ask how are you."
I reassured her, not to cause any unwanted rants on her part.

" I am ok. Why u ask now."
She said annoyed.

"Can I please come over for a few moments?"
I said in a shaky voice.

There was silence for a moment before she just said an annoyed but assuring
"ok."

"Ok."
It kept echoing in my head as I kept driving to her place.
I can't cant believe I'm coming back to my parents house, just for this occasion.
How stupid of me.

But on the other hand, I always knew that I missed my mom.

I'm even not gonna talk about my dad.
He's a forbidden subject in this household.

And in every household that I'm going to be in.

Fuck that bastard.

As I started to pull up on her driveway after 30 minutes of nonstop driving and occasional just me ranting to myself, I was finally here.

My mom quietly let me in without a word and offered me a cup of tea while eyeing me up and down.

"U changed."
She said quietly but still in a strict tone.

"I've grown."
I said not trying to break the loud silence while looking down at my feet, in shame, for some reason.

It's not like I had ever done anything wrong.

What is this feeling... Am I... Scared?

Nono. More like a little nervous.

Yeah. That's it.

I haven't been here in a while, after all.

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Alex's POV:

I decided to take a drive around my neighborhood in the afternoon to ease my night, like I always do.
People had always made a lot of jokes about how I am a "car simp" or "carsexual" but I don't think they understand the calming effect that just driving has on me.
It's probably one of the things that still keeps me strong and going.

It calms me down.

As I pull up on the driveway, I took one last look at across the street and went inside.

I saw my mom very focused on cooking as I went to my man cave of a room when I saw a notification pop up from Skype.

"HUH..."

I quickly ran up and viewed the message.

"Y/N?"