Bad Parenting

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The next morning I woke up the same way again, morning sickness. I groan after throwing up and clean my mouth. Thankfully it wasn't as early when it hit so I didn't feel the need to sleep afterwards. And also thankfully, I managed to not wake pezzy up, I'm sure I tired him out plenty last night. Evidence being the hickies on my neck and thighs.

After cleaning my mouth and taking a quick shower, I got ready for the day.

Once I was dressed I made my way to our office and boot up my PC

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Once I was dressed I made my way to our office and boot up my PC. While checking through all the requests and messages I got of people needing my help on my new website, one caught my eye.

$600 request- Hello! We need your help, recently we've been experiencing some paranormal activity everywhere we go. We think it's an attachment and it's become difficult to live our lives. People think we are crazy and we don't know what to do.

I send them a quick response telling them to meet me at the park that's across from our house, that way they don't know where I live but I also don't wanna be away from my home for safety reasons.

I was immediately met with a response letting me know they would be there shortly and I close my PC and grab my phone, wallet, keys, and my drink, the tumbler he got me filled with lemon tea.

I make my way across to the park and sit on one of the swings to give myself something to do while I wait. While gently swinging I took the time to observe the area for any already dead people here to rule them out. There wasn't many since we were kind of on the outskirts of the big city.

Eventually I see a car pool up and there was an energy shift, must be them. I stop swinging and watch as a woman and man get out of their car and slowly make their way to me, not far behind them was a kid, maybe mid teens about 15. Judging by their lack of interaction with him, that's their ghost. "Hi thank you so much for meeting with us" the woman said and I stand up and shake their hands. "No problem, I saw how urgent it was and judging by the glare from the kid with you, you need the help" I say.

"Before we start, I'm Athena what are your names? " I ask. "I'm harry and this is my wife rose" harry said and I nod. I can see how tired they are, how shattered and broken they feel. I guess I'm breaking a rule, "would you guys like some tea? " I ask and they looked at me confused. "I live right across the street, follow me. " I say and make my way back to the house. They followed shortly behind and I let them in. "There are some rules to being here, this goes for you two as well as the ghost you brought. Don't mess with my things, and don't mess with my ghosts" I say simply and show them to the living room where they sat. "Your ghosts? " rose asked while I got them tea. "Yes, I have 2 ghost children that I'm looking after until I can help them cross over or they decide to stay" I explain. "Enough about me though, can either of you explain why a 15 year old boy would be so angry with you to haunt you? " I ask. Before either of them could answer the kid flashed in front of me, "I'm not just some boy, I'm their son" he said annoyed with me. I roll my eyes, "no need to be pissy I'm here to help" I tell him and hand them their tea. "Let me rephrase, why is your son haunting you" I ask.

"So it's true.... I had a feeling it was him haunting us, I just never wanted to believe it" rose said while looking down at her cup. I sit on the coffee table across from them and listen. "A few months back... He died... He had a lot of medical issues and was constantly needing transplants and his younger brother who was a match, was who would donate. But a few months ago he said no and let his brother rot" she explained.

"That's not true, I told him to say no... I was tired of the hospitals and the surgeries and seeing my parents force my brother to be a donor child. It's not fair to him, that his whole purpose of being born was to be my spare parts. And it's not fair to me, that they let me live and suffer as long as I did. " the kid explained. I relay his message and the parents went quiet. "Look, I just want them to stop hating my brother ok? Stop blaming him for my death and instead be happy they have a child to raise. " he said and sat by his mom. I nod and tell them what he said. "It's not my place to tell you how to parent, but if you're going to have a child for the sole purpose of them being spare parts for your other kid, maybe you aren't ready to be parents. " I say simply

The mom scoffs, "are you a parent? " she asked judgmentally. "Yes... To two beautiful children that were taken too soon by those who are meant to love them, their parents. And I have one on the way. I may not fully understand your reasoning, but I know that in the process of doing that, you hurt both your children. Take his advice, make ammends with your other son, and mourn together as a family or you'll never truly learn how to keep moving in life" I say and they just nod. "That's all the help I can really give you at this point, it's in your hands now" i take their tea from them once they were done and show them out politely.

I sigh and lock the door behind them and go sit on the couch staring at the tv. It's not on, just the black blank screen zoning out. I don't know how long I was like that but I was snapped out of it by pezzy shaking me lightly. "Hey you ok? " he asked. I nod, "yeah... Yeah I just um... I helped a family today that's all... " I say and he sits next to me, facing me. "What happened? " he asked. "I'll never understand how people can hurt their children... Even if it's to save another... Whether it's parents having donor babies, or munchausen by proxy" I say and sigh. "Our children will never go through that.... I'd die before I let them get hurt" I say softly and lay down on my back, my head on his lap looking up at him. He plays with my hair, "I know what you mean" he said and I smile a little.

"Enough with this sad shit, how did you sleep? " I ask and he chuckles lightly. "I slept great, and judging by those marks so did you" he said before winking down at me. "Best kind of sex, the kind that makes you sleep real good after" I giggle.

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