Left Alone | Iceland | [Completed]

Cousin, the One I Want to Protect

I sat down on the ground near the village and looked into the work of other people. Some were shopping, other were gambling and drinking, but a certain boy caught my eye. He had short light brown hair and big warm blue eyes.
The boy was walking next to a giant.
No, seriously! I swear that man was even taller than papa. I couldn't see his face, but I can tell from a distance he had light blond hair and a fair skin. He was buying a teddy bear, probably to his young son, and after that they disappeared from my vision. I wanted to go after them, but I was just too lazy today.
All I wanted to do taday was to sit around and probably take a nap on the ground, and that I surely did. I went from a dream to another, dreaming about papa and mama and how we were happy together, but my last dream shook me awake. I jumped, my sweat covering my face. It wasn't a dream, but a nightmare.
I was sitting next to papa and he started to cough again, this time harder and louder. Soon after that I saw the blood flowing from his mouth and nose. I tried to help him, but the closer I bet to him, the further he gets. Just when I touched him, his body fell to the ground and his skin turned pale, his eyes were no longer warm and alive, but cold and dead, just like....
A corpse.
I tried to shrug that awful nightmare out of my head and then headed to my lovely small home at the very end of the village. Inside papa and mama were in a heated argument, not the bad one, but the fun one were they just argue wether we should buy new cloths or blankets. When they saw me, they stopped and looked at me with concern.
"What's the matter?" I ask and frown.
"We told you about dear old Berwald, didn't we?" Asked Mathias and sat on one of the chairs, while at the same time rolling a cigarette in his hands.
"Yeah, what about him?"
"He's coming for dinner." Answered Lukas and patted my head. "He'll be bringing his son with him. He wanted to introduce him to us."
"Good." I said simply and that seemed to disappoint mama. "What?"
"Is that all you got to say?" He said and I felt a faint sting in his voice.
"Leave the boy alone. He never met the guy, what do you expect him to say?" Said papa and laughed at Lukas.
I smiled and took a moment to enjoy this moment. Suddenly there was a knock on the doot and when Mathias opened it, a young boy entered and ran toward him. He was confused at first but then he lifted the four year old child on his shoulders and started to turn fast around himself until the child burst out of laughter. I recognised that little boy. It was the same as the one that caught my eyes earlier this evening.
The giant man that I saw entered the house and gave both papa and mama a bear hug. He greeted them with a strage accent and then he picked up the child from Mathias' shoulders. He left him on the ground and the boy went running towards me. I tried to pick it up just like papa did, but my hands were to fragile.
"Don't worry. You'll get strong as your papa here!." Said the man and slamed papa's back. The man really was strange when he was talking and I tried really hard to understand what he was accually saying.
Papa went closet to the little boy and bent down low enough in order for him to look at him in the eyes and then told the boy, "Peter,this will be your cousin, Emil." He said and pointed at me.
The four year old struggled at the beginning to say my name, but not long aftet he started to learn my name, he never stopped repeating it.