Love Lost

The Pieces Fit

T/N: Hi guys! I will sound a bit conceited but I would like to discourage everyone from commenting: "Thanks for the update" or any of its incarnations IN EVERY CHAPTER. Frankly, I don't see the point. It's the author's responsibility to finish his/her works. As I said previously in my Bulletin Posts, I will finish my books with or without readers. Because I enjoy the writing process.

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Forth POV

"F-Forth?" Mama's voice on the other line started to break as well. "I-Is it really y-you s-son?"

"Ma..." I sobbed as my tears welled from my eyes. "Yes ma... It's me..."

"I missed you so much son..." She said in between sobs.

xoxo

My mother left Dad and I when I still in the 6th grade for reasons unknown to me. I remember crying morbidly and I watched her pack her bags in a hurry. I was pleading for her not to go non-stop but they fell on to dead ears. I struggled to pull her bag as she left the gates of our residence on foot.

"Mama!!! Please don't leave me!" I pleaded.

"Let my bag go Forth!" She let go of her bag causing me to fall down the grown. She quickly grabbed her luggage. "I can't take it anymore Forth. I need to get away. You'll understand everything in time." Then, she walked briskly away.

"Mama! Mama!" I cried out. I was sobbing hard as I watched her slowly disappear.

Dad simply watched my mother leave us by our doorway. He didn't say anyting nor made any intention stop her.

I stood up and ran up to him. "Papa, why?! Why didn't you stop mama from leaving us?!"

"I..." His expression was blank. "I'm sorry Forth. I'm sorry."

Since then, I became aloof with daddy. It was my last year of elementary school but instead of looking forward to entering high school, I turned distant and quiet. On the other hand, daddy became more focused with his company, leaving my everyday needs with the nanny and the other household helps. I felt more alone and isolated. It was like I lost both my parents that year.

Things began to turn ugly when I entered high school. I was part of the group of misfits whose only objective in going to school was to get monetary allowances from our parents. I learned how to smoke, drink alcohol, cut classes, fuck girls and boys, the shebang! What's more, I became a staple of school rumbles with rival gangs in our own school and in other nearby high schools.

Daddy always bailed me out whenever I get in trouble with the Principal. But he never once scolded me, he just let me do what I want to do. As long as I still keep going home to our house, he said he'll permit me to do anytying I wanted. No questions asked.

As for my mother, I never heard from her until my last year in high school. I was fetched by our family driver in the middle of class for an important family business. I thought something might have happened with daddy. But when I arrived, I was welcomed with a lot of boxes and luggages. I was advised to go to the living room where I heard people conversing.

From the foyer, I saw my parents happily conversing, as if it was just a normal day for them. The instant I saw their smiling faces, I flared.

"WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?!" I growled like an angry wolf.