𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 ; ᴿᵒᵇᶦⁿ ᴬʳᵉˡˡᵃⁿᵒ

iii ; re-run at the drive-in

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Saturday mornings are always a blessing.

Jaeden awoke in the arms of Robin in his bed, the sun shining through the window, illuminating the Texas Chainsaw Massacre poster on the wall opposite the window. The walls were painted off-white, as mandatory, but decorated with whatever Robin could find. Old license plates, signs, posters, records he never played, etcetera. Robin hated the walls all bland and blank, so he filled them with his favorite things, including dusty pictures of him and his friends.

Jaeden rolls out of bed, rubbing his eyes as he makes his way into the kitchen. He's greeted by Ms. Arellano, who's cooking breakfast. The two converse while he makes his way to the fridge, grabbing the carton of orange juice and some glasses to set them at the small dining table.

"You sleep okay, mi hijo?" She asks
"You sleep okay, my son?"

"Yeah. What time did you get back? I never heard you come back" Jaeden asks with concern. He knows she works far too much and far too late into the night to be up at seven making breakfast for three.

Ms. Arellano, now wearing a light blue dress with sort of flowy sleeves looks up at the boy, "Don't worry about me, niño" she smiles, "Really, I'm okay"
"Don't worry about me, child,"

Jaeden lightly smiles, pulling some plates from the cabinet to set them on the counter.

"Are you hungry?" She asks

"No, not really. Thanks though" Jaeden smiles, taking some forks to the table for the Arellano's.

Once the three were sitting at the table with breakfast, except Jaeden with just some orange juice, the three talked about school, work, etcetera, like they were just a normal family. It really comforted the curly haired boy. It was a normal morning for a normal family, as normal as it got.

Normal was something Jaeden had craved. Two parents who actually loved him and normal talks with them. He didn't know exactly why he wanted to be like everyone else, but he did. He kept it deep down, and appreciated every moment he got with the Arellano's and the Blake's.

After Ms. Arellano had left for another shift at work and left the two kids home alone again, the two decided to bike around town and take in the sights and warm-ish weather. The two left the apartment, Jaeden with his backpack slung over his shoulder with some snacks packed in it, along with a book and school items that he was too lazy to take out. Robin kept the spare key in his pocket as they mounted their bikes, the morning air refreshing. It rained last night, making it smell and feel like they were at some beachy resort in Florida and not shitty Denver in September.

They rode down the street, opposite the way the van from the past evening had gone, deciding to just bike around town and waste the day away.

The first location was Woodtree Park, where the two would ride around through the trees and small playgrounds on the large hill area for around an hour. They joked about little kids playing on the swingsets and annoyed parents not wanting to spend time with their children.