A waltz under the willow tree (ON GOING)

A hint of guilt & a voice on the phone

Attention! The picture above does not belong to me! all credit to the artist!

My eyes are wide, and I'm terrified, as my best friend's body falls limp in my arms. My knife falling to the ground. I didn't know why I did it...I just did. Why couldn't I stop?

Earlier that day an hour before.

"Derek! get down here right NOW! how could you! why do you keep on sending children to the hospital! Is this what they teach you at school?! To beat up kids for fun? I didn't raise you, You little brat!" Shouts a woman, at a 15 year old kid that had the same dark brown hair as the woman, but he had blue and not hazel eyes. The woman raises her hand and slaps the boy across the face, you could hear it. "Your father would be so disappointed of you if he were here." she says, "your grounded for a month young man. those hospital bills are more costly the more stupidly you act..." She walks out the room slamming the door behind her. Sending him an angry glare.

They made fun of me being fatherless...and you use this as an excuse to get mad at me...like always, I get that I probably shouldn't beat them up but if only she knew how this feels...how does Rina not get bullied?

"it doesn't seem mom wants me home...or at least I don't wanna stay home...I'll just visit Rina she should be home in an hour..." I look out my window, opening it big enough for me to fit through it. "I'll come back before dinner..." I climb out onto a roof, using a branch to climb to the trunk of a tree. My usual escape route. Rina doesn't live all too far, just a few blocks away from home so it should be fine.

When I'm I see my mother's car pulling out of the drive way. She's probably going to the hospital to pay the bill. "It's not my fault they were weak..." I whisper before jumping when the coast was clear. Instead of walking to the front of the house I walk through the garden to the back where I remove a few vines on the fence revealing an easy exit, or entrance, my mom never found out about it, so of course it's still there.

I walk along the sidewalk, kicking stones and ranting to myself quietly. As I do every day I get in trouble. Soon I get to a small blue flat. It has a porch that is mostly a jungle now, since there are so many plants just sitting there. on and around the porch. I walk up the front door and knock. A few moments pass until a woman around her 40s answers the door, she has soft wrinkles under her eyes, not at all noticable until you looked closer.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Meloy." I say politely, with a small smile.

"Another hard day huh?" She says kindly placing a hand on my shoulder, to be honest sometimes I wished me and Rina switched parents, My mother likes her more than me, and her mother cares and treats me the same as Rina her own daughter, But I always chase those thoughts away, even when I don't want to. After all my mother is my mother and It wouldn't be great for me to wish that my child hood friend had such a person for a mother... of course my mother wasn't always like this, it was only when my dad died, that's what changed her.

"Child why don't you come inside? I'll make your favorite while you wait for Reana."

"Thank you Mrs. Meloy." I say as she let's me inside, I go to the kitchen knowing the place by heart. after all I would play with Rina all the time.

"Why don't you sit at the table, alright? and if you want to talk to me about something don't be shy..."

"Thank you Mrs. Meloy."