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Im worried. Like really worried. Mom and dad have been acting so tense all week. Mom seems like she hasn't slept in weeks, and dad's eye wont stop twitching. I don't know what's going on, but whatever it is it cant be good. I walk out of the elevator, and down the hall to mom's office. This place is so big, it took me years to figure out this whole place. I don't even think I have explored this whole place. When i get to her office, her guards, as usual, were standing at her door. "Hey boys." I say as they step out of the way to let me in. "Hey kid" they reply. I walk into her office. Her and dad are talking, her head in her hands. "You needed me?" I ask. "Hey buddy." My mom sighs "sorry for interrupting,whatever you were doing. We just have to tell you some things..." "Mom? What's wrong?"
"I'm sure it's nog deal, there's no need to worry Theo it's just..." she looks at dad
"Just what, mom? Dad." Nobody answers me. Dad leans into mom and whispers something, she nods.
This time, it's dad who speaks. "The people are angry" is all he says.
"Angry, why would they be angry?"
"Because others are worried" mom says.
I'm so confused right now. I need more. More information.
"What do you mean!?" I say "why would the be worried?"
They look at each other, mom's expression getting sadder and sadder the more she speaks. Dad puts his hands hon her back and reassures her. If there's anything I have learned, is that they really love each other. My dad would do anything for her. I don't think they could live without one another.
"People are sending threats, very convincing threats, a-and we are doing our best to keep these threats away from others but it's not enough. Something's going to happen Theo.
"People? What people?" What. Is. Going. To. Happen. Why would they tell me this? Who is going to get hurt? What do I do with this information?
"Other countries, but not the commanders, rebels. Dangerous rebels." Dad says.
He lets go if mom and walks over to me. He places his hands on my shoulders and looks me in the eye
"Me, and your mom..." he trails off.
"What, you and mom what!?" I say quickly.
"We are going to go to where those threats are coming from. Now we-"
I cut him off. "No. No. No. are you crazy!? You can't do that! Why can't you just send them a scary message or something. Mom! What! That's dangerous, you don't know what they could do!" I can't believe what they are telling me. Are we in danger. Who is going to get hurt? I can't let them go, I refuse. Mom gets up, and grabs my face gently.
"Hey. Look at me Theo" I don't, I look anywhere but her pain filled, worry filled eyes. "Theo! Look. At. Me." She says. I finally make eye contact. "We need you too help Kenji take care of things here okay?"
"W-what do you mean?" Does she mean help uncle Kenji run the country? No. Way.
"You know what she means Theo." Dad says.
"I can't do that!"
"That's why you have Kishimoto" he says
"Theo, would I ever put you up to something if I thought you wouldn't be able to do it?" Mom says. She's right. But she could also be wrong. They always pushed me to be the best I can be, but co running a country for who knows how long!? No way in Hell.
"Who knows?" I ask "who knows about what's going on?"
"Just the adults, and now you. We will tell everyone else soon." Dad says
"When do you leave, and how long will you be gone?" I ask, worry in my voice.
"We are planning on tomorrow" they say at the same time.
"What." Tomorrow!?
"And we don't know how long" mom says
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What. Just. Happened. I decided to go for a walk to clear my head. I agreed to help uncle Kenji, which was the most crazy decision of my life, considering how last minute it was. I asked them if they were going themselves, because they totally would considering how idiotic they are, but they said their guards would let them go alone, so they have to take at least five well trained guard with them, thankfully. I'm just worried for them. If anything happens to them I don't know what I would do. And poor Orla. They wouldn't let me tell her why they were leaving. They told her that they had to "help clean up around the area" it's all a bunch of bullshit. I pick up my paste and start jogging, as I get faster and faster it soon turns into a run. My mind is racing with thoughts. Part of it is worry, wait no- that's a lie. Let me start over. All of it is worry. Verry for my parents. Worry for my friends and family. Worry for my home, my country. And most of all. Worry for me. What if I fuck it all up.
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A/N:
I UPLOADED FINNALY!
guys I'm so sorry for the short chapter😔🙏
I have so much going on with high school and dance right now, I'm trying to save time for wirghtinggg!
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