Spring's Love

II-Fresh

TW: Blakes past is mentionned and so death will be the main topic. If you are sensitive you can skip the part in italic.

Blakes POV:

"Blayyyyyyy thank youuu."

"Alane stop you still have chocolate on yo' face."

I can't say that I like kisses, but my sister keeps insisting on giving it everytime I prepare us food. Might be her way to thank me even though I did tell her a thousand times that it was not necessary. She's with me now, I only have her and she only has me. Our dear parents died a year ago and I explained to Alane that they died in a car accident. It was better like that, I cannot handle to loose her if she was to learn the truth.

A year ago :

"You are worthless ! You destroyed my life!" same words, again and again, coming out from my genitor's mouth echoes our lovely house. Money makes you happy they say. Happiness my ass. The only thing I wanted was to kick this man's face but my mom made me promise not to butt in. I don't fucking know why I promised her that. I wouldn't keep my words anyway but I stayed in my room, listening and fucking buttin' in if I were to hear more than shoutings. I feel completely lost, helpless as if I couldn't do much and only listen to them from my room. That day, One hand and my ear on the door, all good memories that I had in my family faded away. I swore at myself not to feel anything from this day and only forced myself to hate my genitor more and more.

Suddenly all the shoutings calm down and I finally take a big breath. He stopped screaming. Now I want to leave, I need to box. I need to let out everything that I couldn't say,nor do. I don't have time to react that I hear two shots. From downstairs. how. I remember keeping his gun in my bed. My hands are shaking. I quickly check my bed. Nothing here. He took it. I don't know when but he has his gun with him. I knew that at some point he would use it but knowing that my mom is downstairs only makes me feel worse. I was relieved because I knew he couldn't do more than shouting, but right now I am scared. I am sweating, my eyes are shaking I need to go downstairs. Hopefully Alane is still at school. All my thoughts are mixing together. I cannot think clearly.

I don't know how to breathe. Why is my living room covered with blood? Why does the last thing I see of my parents are their dead bodies lying on the ground? Neighbors are here, my vision is blurry. I fall to the ground and hope that I am in a fucking dream. Every feeling inside me is dying. I remain silent as the only thing I see is people around me calling the cops and coming to help me. I can't be helped. It was my fault. All of this. I am unable to stay powerful anymore, I couldn't save her life. My family was never my source of hapiness, but now that I see them lying on the ground, I think that I've lost this tiny little piece of my heart with them. Not having a dad, I was used to it but my mom, she didn't deserve a man like him; If I can even use the word "man" to describe this asshole.I love you, mom. I am sorry that you didn't get to hear it from my mouth.

end of the flashback

"COME ON ALANE WE ARE LATE"

"I am coming Blayyyyyy"

New school year, new beginnings for both of us since she started high school and I came back to school after dropping off. I don't expect much of this last year and just want to focus on boxing. The only passion that makes me forget all my problems and the outside world. It's my therapy actually.

After dropping my sister off and wishing her good luck, I finally arrive at school and already notice someone waiting for me.

"Look who's finally here! Hi there buddy! come and give a hug to mama"

"Tom don't even think about hugging me" He knows that I hate physical touch but keeps teasing me every single day. But since it's him, I don't mind it. He is the only one aware of my family issues and helps me take care of Alane. He loves playing the uncle role with her and she loves braiding his mid-long hair so it's a win-win for both of them.