Supanova

Mother Knows Best

"Don't chase after her she's no good for you."

Daisuke
Warmth, it was all I could feel; Her skin against mine our bodies holing each other. I could hear her soft breathing, smell my scent on her. She was like summer to my cold December. This is what I want to wake up to every day.

She was perfect in every way, her melanated skin glowed in the morning light. Her lips were soft and plump and her hair was a vibrant color ginger that complimented her skin tone, making her even more gorgeous.

I would do anything for her even kill for her. I tuck a pice of hair out of her face and kiss her on the forehead. Getting out of bed I take a shower and brush my teeth using my daily hygiene products. When I got done I was surprised I didn't wake Nova up.

I guess she was really tired from last night I smirk to myself. I walk down stairs and start making pancakes for me and Nova. Pretty soon I hear foot steps coming down the stairs I didn't bother to turn around since I knew who it was; and I was busy flipping a pancake.

I feel arms wrap around my waist and I smile. I liked when she was clingy it was cute.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, what you making?" She asks.

"Some pancakes there almost done."

I feel Novas finger run across a scar on my back and I stiffen under her touch. The memory of my dad's abuse flooding though my mind.

"What happened?" She asks curiosity in her voice.

"It's just an old scar from my dad." I answer her not trying to say too much.

"Your dad did this to to you?"

"Yeah he was drunk and cut my back with a beer bottle."

"Where is he now?"

"Six feet under." I say coldly.

"Oh, it's just you and your mom?"

"Yeah."

I finish up the pancakes and turn around smiling at her trying to hide the sadness I felt.

She looks at my neck and I could already tell what she was going to say. She touches the scar looking me in the eyes with sadness.

"Is this from your dad too?" She asks.

"Yeah."

"Just what did he do to you?" 

"Whenever he got drunk he would abuse me, and that was every other night." I say softly.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that Daisuke." She says looking into my eyes I could hear the sincncerity in her voice.

It felt good knowing that she accepted me even though everything I've been through. I was nervous to tell her at first that's why I always avoided all the conversations about my family. But she was going to find out eventually.

"Here let's eat." I smile trying to change the mood handing her the plate of pancakes.

She takes the plate and sits at the island in the kitchen and I do the same sitting next to her with my plate. She takes a bite of the pancake and her eyes light up.

"This is so good Daisuke," she smiles.

"Thank you, I put extra-." My words are cut off by the door bell.

"Hold on," I get up going to the door and there stood my mom. She always had the worst timing.

"What are you doing here?" I ask