The Canteen Boy

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Hey guys I'm Hope.
This is my first story which I'm going to share with you
all....so plz co-operate with me and enjoy reading

Jenny's POV.

"Mom I'm getting late, please cook something for me. I'm
hungry", I yelled while I was removing my clothes out of the washing machine.

"Oh dear! I'm sorry but I can't'', mom said.

"But why?", I frowned.

"I'm not well Jenny, sorry", she said in a voice that was nowhere seem to be sick.

"Mom are you ok? Or want me to stay here for your help?", I blurted out biting my tongue regretting and then hoped that she won't say me to stay. Fortunately God heard me.

"No, Jenny. You need to attend your lectures. I m fine. You go." I heard her voice coming from the kitchen showing her fake concerns.

"You sure mom?" I sighed at my fake concerns for her too. I already know she's nowhere near sick or so because I can smell the tasty bacon she's probably making for her and Julian.

"uh huh", she muttered.

"Where's Alex by the way?" I asked my last question hoping to get a reply. I didn't see Alex, my younger brother, from yesterday. May be he would be busy in his basketball match that's gonna come the next week. That's why he didn't show up yesterday and night too. I was noting all the possibilities of him of not greeting me today. Then suddenly I heard,

"Would you please stop asking me any more questions? I'm
not Alex to tell you where I am", she stormed sneaking through the kitchen to make an eye contact.
"ohk mom I'm leaving. May be I'll eat something from the college
canteen", I furrowed my brows as I know that my stomach was begging me to rush to the kitchen and eat those tasty bacons that she made not wanting to share it with me.
"buh bye", she said rudely.
While I was stuffing my books hurriedly into my bag, a photo of my family drops out. A picture of our complete family. Me, Dad, Alex and my mom. I stared at it for almost more than ten seconds.

"I miss you mom", I mumbled in my thought wanting her to come to me and Alex and give the entire love we missed these years in only one warm-hearted hug. Just one last time. Only one last hug, that never ends. I never asked for more but this. It's still shocking that she disappeared anonymously when I was about to enter my teenage and my brother was only 8 at that time.

No one knows the actual fact that how can a beautiful young lady with such a loving husband and a perfect family had disappeared without a single clue. My dad was all the way broken and it somewhat made a hole in my heart
watching him like that. He married to this lady, Sara, his childhood friend because we were too young to even take care of our own self, forget my dad's own. But then he had to leave from here for some kind of work overseas. Though he's far away from us, he never forget to provide us with the wants that every teenagers desires. Last month he gifted me an iphone to my surprise which my step mom didn't like at all. I have a lil pretty sister who is 7 years old whom I don't like to mention that she's my step sister as who wants to give that title to such a cutie pie. But to my luck, my step
mom never made an effort to solve the relationship that we were sharing in this big, cold hearted house. She always pretend to show to the world that she's the best mom a child could ever get but in reality she wasn't.

Sometimes, out of the blue, she would come to my room and beat me out of no fucking reason but would say that because of me and Alex, she didn't get the love she was supposed to receive. I used to cry with pain while Alex used to come hearing my whimpers and tries to calm me down. Alex is a type of brother that a sister would never afford to lose. He's the only support and love left after my dad's departure. All those abusive moments stopped 1 years back when this lady had a mini stroke while she was screaming and slapping my brother with abusive words. My brother lied in his bed for almost 2 painful days because of the trauma that he had. Doc
said not to take more stress to Sara while I was wondering that the same she was giving us for almost every day.
However, we didn't dare to open our mouth for those words were begging to come out and that our tongue was forcing to throw to the entire world and to my dad especially. Because
we know that the impact will ultimately cause much pain to me, my dad, Alex, my cutie sister Julian and her. We better
thought to keep this as a secret as it's better for only the two of us to suffer than to the entire family.