Drying Paint

"Please don't leave me," I begged, as I tugged onto my mum's long dress. She slapped my hands off, as though I was a pest. "Leave me alone, Carson. Do you want me to beat you up again?!", my mum fumed in rage. I knew that my mum was in a bad mood again, that day. She stormed out of the house, and slammed the door shut, not glancing back at me even once. As her ten year old son, I was worried. Mum, just recently had an argument with the landlady, and I'm scared we're going to get kicked out of the house. All my books, all my collections of action figures and all my memories here, will disappear. I went back to my bedroom, and just crawled under my bed, along with my blankets and sulked. I still remember my dad's words. He always told me, "Real boys don't cry. Be brave". Those words repeated in my head over and over again, but it was so hard, to keep all this sadness bottled up inside. Dad committed suicide two years ago and left me behind with Mum.

Mum has always been abusive towards me, and had never treated me with even one single drop of love. I felt unloved. I feel lonely. I crawled to the window and swept the curtains aside, and peered outside to see whether Mum was there or not, she wasn't there. I stared at my body through the mirror, and I couldn't help, but pity myself. Scars were all over my body and I'm sure, Lily would never love someone like me. Lily, is my next door neighbour, and I must admit, she's lovely. The wonderful scent of shampoo from her beautiful blonde hair intoxicate me. She makes me smile and makes my heart ache for her. She's like a heater. She makes me feel warm and happy, but I will never have her, because I'm too poor to afford one and I don't deserve one either. We would often play hide and seek together, and I would always be able to find her. She's really good at hide and seek to be honest, but I will always be able to find her, because even from miles and miles away, I will still be able to smell her wonderful scent and warmth from her body. But, when it was her turn to find me, she never founded me. I always made my hiding spots easy, but her attention would always be diverted to something else. I would wait for hours and hours for her to find me, but she never came. She always go home without saying a word, she doesn't even make the effort to find me, and it breaks my heart. My small heart, that is purely filled with the thought of her. My mum has always told me, that I'm too young for drugs and that I shouldn't think of things related to it, or she would beat the hell out of me, as she knew my best friend, Blake, was into drugs. Blake is eighteen and he's really nice to me and would always give me gifts. 

His sister, Lynette, has always been nice to me too. When Lily couldn't find me during our hide and seek sessions, Lynette would always pop behind me and say, "Lily hasn't found you yet? Well, too bad, because I found you first". She would laugh and tease me. I'm not that close to Lynette, but she's the same age as me. She has mood swings often, one day she would be all nice to me, but then the next day, she would just ignore me, i don't like interacting with her that much, and she's similar to those 'goth' girls. She's not my type of girl, that's all, but she is beautiful, especially when she smiles. 

As the thoughts of Lynette filled my mind, i heard a sudden knock on the door. I took a quick peek through the window to see who's outside, it turns out to be the landlady. I smiled and raced to the door, "Mrs. Brown! I missed you!", I said excitedly to her and I hugged her tightly. She smiled back at me, "Carson, I'm afraid you have to leave", she said coldly.

"What? Mrs. Brown? I don't understand? Where's mum?" I asked, confused.

"Your mum has left, she left you", she said coldly once again.

"What!? No! This can't be the truth! You're lying!", I cried.

"It's the truth, Carson. Now, you better leave, or do you want me to hand you over to the police?" she said in a cold tone that sent shivers down my spine. 

"What? Where do I go to then?" I asked, confused once again.

"I don't know. I don't care. Go sleep on the streets or something, or starve to death. That'll be lovely", she chuckled.

"No! I don't want that to happen! Don't you care for me, Mrs. Brown?!", I said in disbelief, as tears were flowing down my cheeks.

"I never cared for you. That's bullshit. You're just a silly brat, you're really annoying", she said in an angered tone. 

I couldn't believe what was happening, and the sweet landlady who I once thought i knew, kicked my butt out and pushed me to the ground. She went into the house, that previously belonged to me, and I was on the floor, covered in dirt. I didn't know what to do. I stared into the sky, and I cried and cried. It felt like my eyes would become dry, and that all the tears would run out. Suddenly, Lynette's face popped out in front of me. 

"What's wrong, Carson?", Lynette said in a worried voice. 

"I was kicked out! Mummy left me! What do I do!? I have no where to go! Even Mrs. Brown doesn't love me!" I cried out, venting my anger and sadness to the world. 

Lynette pulled me into an embrace, I was shocked, I never knew that Lynette would be so caring, and that she would smell so.. good. 

"You still have me. When Lily doesn't find you, when no one is there for you, I will always be here for you and supporting you, caring for you.. so don't feel alone. You and I will face the world together", she said to my face, as she wiped my tears away. 

She grabbed my hands, and I asked, "Where are we going?". 

"Follow me" ,she said. 

She soon led me down the streets, and it was that day, that I entered Lynette's world. The day, that the adventure of the two of us began, even when there was only two of us, I know, we will be able to do and overcome anything that God throws at us.