Aphmau One Shots

⚠️ch 2 (old book. end)

I sat in the church holding my baby brothers hands.

'I can't believe it... she's dead.. cancer...'

I look over at zane. He's crying. He's wearing the mask mom bought him. He wouldn't stop asking her for it and she finally bought it. His hair hung low over his eye patch he's been wearing ever since the whole showball with a rock incident.

Vylad is in shock. He hasn't said a word since daddy came home from the hospital with the news. I don't think he understands what's happening...

Daddy... he's been coming home with bottles of alcohol for the passed few days... it hasn't been fun...

"Daddy!" I yelled as he came home. He wasn't walking in a straight line. Is he ok?

"Daddy! Zane and vlyad are asleep. So? How's mummy? When is she coming ho-"

"She's dead." He interrupted.

"H-huh? What do you mean-"

"I said, SHE'S DEAD!" He hollered at me hitting me in the head with the bottle in his hand. It was plastic but it still hurt.

"D-daddy! S-stop p-p-please!" I beg. Damn that stutter.

He grabbed me by my shirt and held me up. My feet weren't touching the ground.

"It's time for you to start maning up. So, stop with that blasted stutter!!! It makes you look weak!!" He yelled throwing me on the ground.

My head hit the ground hard. I start to see little black dots.

"D-daddy? What are you doing?" Oh no. It's vylad.

"V-vylad. G-go b-back to your r-room." I say standing up really wobbly.

I look over at dad. He is glaring at vylad.

'Oh no.' I think to myself.

"Your mom's dead and she's never coming back." Does he have to be that blunt?

Vylad stares in shock. And after a good minute he looks down, his hair hanging over his eyes. "I'll go tell zane..." he says walking upstairs.

"You." Dad growls out. "Go to bed. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

"B-but tomorrow is the first day of summer vacation. And you said we could watch a movie together..."

"NOW!!!"

He definitely isn't taking no for an answer.

I ran upstairs and cried. I didn't get any sleep.

I still haven't gotten any sleep. Thangs have just gotten worse.

Everyday dad has been forcing me to read these really long books about business and stuff. I don't want to study right now, it's summer, let alone study business.

I look around. Mom's friends are all around. I see a little girl with raven hair and her mom. I think I played tag with her once.

I look over to dad's empty seat. He didn't come home last night. I'm just glad the church was only a few blocks away.

I look up front to see a few people talking about how wonderful mummy was. She really was a good woman.