EETSWA / Chook

𝕷𝕰𝕲𝕾 𝕺𝕻𝕰𝕹 𝕳𝕰𝕬𝕽𝕿𝕾 𝕭𝕽𝕺𝕶𝕰𝕹

It was another day and Cash was bouncing around the house shoving items into the bag he was currently grasping, after the chat he'd had with Woodsy yesterday he was allowed to attend school again just in time for the year eleven school camp happening today.

I'd awoken to his disheveled antics this morning after he began rushing about mumbling something along the lines of how he forgot to pack and how he sooo didn't wanna miss the bus.

I was having a rough time because I'd been stuck awake all night thinking about Chook, after getting what felt like no sleep I was rudely awakened by my sweet loving Cash which is what has led to this moment now of me glaring down at him as he fumbled with his shoe laces.

"You're a real pain ya know that" I grumbled out as I leant down to take over as he struggled to tie his shoes, clearly pumped full of adrenaline and excitement for camp like a little kid I couldn't really hold it against him, I've always loved when my class would go on school camps, just the whole adventurous idea of it would make me unable to fall asleep the night before like it was Christmas Eve and I was just a little kid.

Finishing up on tying Cash's shoes we both stood at the same time, after giving him a tight hug I pulled away

"No funny business in the bush now, be safe, you got everything you need? Toothbrush? Socks? Mozzy spray? What do boys usually pack?" Cash chuckled at my worried motherly words and gave me a big grin

"I've got everything ma don't get your knickers in a twist, you're more nervous than I am" I smiled at Cash, gave him one last hug and then playfully shoved him out the door, bidding him a farewell as he turned and waved.

After closing the front door I made my way back over to my couch bed and began to fix the pillows and fold the blankets away, I didn't have class today as it was a whole study period at school, having no classes with exams this term meant I had no need to attend, leaving me with no plan for the day ahead of me.

After yesterday and my night of fitful rest over a certain someone I guess there was only one thing for me to do.

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Standing outside the classic Aussie brick house made me think about how long it feels since I'd lived there with Chook, I felt silly hesitating on the curb across the street, what felt like second nature to just waltz in and to my room now felt like it was miles away from being simple.

Working up the courage I looked left and right before crossing the street, Chooks car was sat pristine in the driveway glaring out in its blue glory compared to the old house that always looked like it needed a new paint job, I focused in on every tiny detail I would usually breeze past, the cracked pavement that led to the stairs, the overgrown weeds and bindis that would prick your feet if you were to ever walk barefoot, the scuffed front door with its graffiti and broken glass, all these things jumped out at me as I tried to prolong the inevitable door knocking situation I was putting myself in.

Reaching the top of the stairs felt otherworldly as I began to get lost in my thoughts, the house reflects its owner doesn't it, just how this home appeared unkempt and rundown it still showed signs of the life it's lived, all of these details was strikingly similar to Micheal Chook Cooper, the boy who was forced to grow up too soon, he was rough around the edges but through all his cracking exterior their was a place of warmth, comfort.....home, he just needed someone to realize his potential.

I can't believe I'm comparing myself to someone who's a fuckin house flipper.

I shook my head to clear my scattered brain and knocked against the wood of the door, when I didn't hear a single peep of noise from the house I banged my knuckles against the glass instead which created a loud echo of rattling throughout the house that caused my to cringe slightly, maybe a little to harsh on the glass their