A day without laughter is a day wasted.
-Charlie Chapin
The tea kettle made a hissing noise that made me jump. I removed my head from inside my arms and sat up. I used my feet to scoot my chair back and got up from the kitchen table. I moved my hair from my face and began to pour the tea into a yellow mug. Steam rose from it. I stared in it, and went into deep thought.
Knock! Knock!
I almost dropped the mug. I couldn't stop the noise that came from my mouth. I sat the cup on the granite counter. Turning annoyingly to the window, I starred at the blue eyed boy laughing at me. "Damn it, Aaron!"
He chuckled louder and climbed off the tree and onto the balcony. I swung the french doors open and waited for him to enter.
"It's not funny!" I stomped.
He leaned against the counter and grabbed my mug. He took a sip and smiled in his cup. "That wasn't exactly for you." I protested.
He sat it down, "Well then..." He removed his hand from behind his back and pulled out a bouquet of flowers. They were fruit, edible arrangements. I used my hands to grab it and carry it over to the kitchen table. Sitting it on the table runner and came back to him. "What's it for?" I ask.
He gulped down some of the tea, "It is your birthday, right?"
"Now you talk." I nodded and hugged him, "Thanks."
I pulled back from the hug, "Well, I gotta go." he announced.
"Yeah, I have to meet, my dad at the milkshake shop. I kind of forced him into it... so I must go. Then I have to go to my mum's place."
"Can I come?" I stopped pouring my tea halfway in my red mug.
"No." I said in a sing-song voice.
"Why not?" His lip pouting.
"Don't do that." I said in my regular voice, "I only said that because my family's bound to ask questions."
I took a sip of my tea, which almost burnt my tounge. "Like what?"
I swallowed hard, "Like, 'are you dating?' and 'Why are your eyes so blue'?" I lead him into the living room and he sat next to me on the love seat.
" I would tell them No and when I was a kid... I drowned in a pool. My dad was supposed to be watching me but his dumbass was drinkin' and didn't pay attention to me. I dropped my duck in the pool and went in after." He sighed, "About five minutes later they were looking for me and found me at the bottom of the pool."
I waited for him to continue. "Then this man come when I was in the emergency truck and says, 'I'll make a deal with you. I'll bring your son back exchange for May's life.' May was my mum and she starred at my dead body. She said yes. When I woke up my eyes were this color. And when I turned 14 she died. I was with my dad ever since then. No one but us knew how she died."
I watched as he turned his back to me and lifted up his shirt. I gasped. A giant scar with up his back.
"That was from when I tried to help my mum when he had a knife. He cut me... and choked my mum to death. Leaving her in the woods to die. I couldn't do nothing to stop it... nothing."
He put his shirt down and sniffled. His face was in his hands, "Thank you." I whisper to him.
"For what?" He mumbled.
"For telling me that... it means you trust me." I rub his arm which was hard. I smiled to myself.
***
Aaron's POV
I pulled into the parking lot of the foster home my dad owned. I read the sign:
ST. CLOUD FOSTER CARE.
I got out of the car and walked into the house. Just when I began to sit my keys on the table, a force came at me and almost knocked me down. I stumbled and caught my balance, "What the-." There was a large man that grabbed my collar and jerked me up, breathing in my face. I managed to keep my balance as he tossed me around, everywhere.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over my shoulder, tossing him over. I fell on my back and hopped up. "Dad what are you doing?!" I yell.
Instead he gets up and knocks me to the ground with a giant kick in the stomach. I fell down holding it my lower stomach. I moaned. "Boy! You better stay down." We were both out of breath.
I used my free hand to try and help me up but he pushed me back, "I said stay the fuck down, Aaron!"
"Dad what are you doing?" I said between moans.
"You've changed. You're not going along with the plan boy! You aren't supposed to make friends with her! You're supposed to trap her so we can kill her."
"Dad I told you... I'm not a part of this. I never was." i finally stand up, but I'm still leaned over. "I don't like what you're doing, dad." I hop over to the a table, "You killed this innocent Little girl and her mum because she wanted to get away from you! I don't blame her, dad!"
"She got what she deserved! Just like Alyssa's sister! She should've died as well."
I grabbed my dad's collar and pushed him roughly against the wall. He made a dent in it. "Don't' you talk about her like that!"
He grabbed my rest and bent it backwards until I was on the ground screaming in pain. "You like her don't you?" He was too close in my face so I could smell his beer breath. "Yeah you do." I look away. "Guess what... she's dead!"
***
The stairs made weird noises as I walked down them. A gust of wind blew hard. Harder than usual. Something big ran past my left eye, making me turn and examine. Trees, trees, houses, apartments,cars... that's all I saw.
Continuing to my car, I noticed the window had smudging on it. I inhaled deeply and watched as fog appeared on the window when I exhaled.
Writing appeared, " 'Meet me on the hill. 10:00.' " I whispered as I read. "From Jai." I chuckled as I hopped into the car. I pulled out my cell.
ME-
See ya 2nite
Jai-
Alright I'll be there
I chuckled as I turned off my phone and put on my shoulder belt. Starting the engine, I turned right and started to the studio.
***
Slowly, I turned into the rocky parking lot. My car rocked side to side as it drove over the oddly shaped pebbles. There was a giant gree, hill. A car lay ontop of it. I chuckled, "Jai." I whispered as I parked beside it.
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