CAPTURE THE FLAG THE NEXT GENERATION

Capture The Flag The Next Generation: Chapter Four

My name is Danyal Williams. Yah might've heard of me before? I'm the son of Thomas Williams and Emma Harris. Yeah I'm bloody not Alyssa Thomas, I'm way better than her. This is my story, not an Winter Game of course but...this is...Capture The Flag the Next Generation.

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We're at the dinner table eatin' my mum's favourite ravioli. It's so delicious the flavour will melt in your mouth and tongue. I love it so much, I basically ask mum to cook it everyday when I was younger. But now I don't really know anymore.

"So, Dan, how was your day at school?" My mother ask me with a smile on her face.

"Fine I guess." I said actin' like everythin' is fine. My mother raised a brow.

"Well...I got a phone call today from your school, saying that your grades are falling and you losing your temper. Is that true?" She ask me as I look down, avoidin' eye contact again. "Dan look at me." She ask me as I ignored her. "Danyal (oh damn) look at me please." I finally look up at her as I frown. "So are you going to tell us why your grades are falling, especially in Math and Science?" She ask me like she was a detective or somethin'.

"Dan you're not in trouble." Thomas suddenly blurts and interrupts me and mum's conversation. I frown as I became annoyed now.

"Why, should I? It's not my fault that I'm failin' a class that I'm good at! So what if I'm failin'? I can always do better than the rest though!" I suddenly snap at them causin' them to jump in surprise but catchin' them off guard.

"Danyal, we are asking nicely. And we're just worried about you." My mother says as she has worry eyes in them. I frown not even botherin' to even attempt to listen to them.

"Worried about me? Ha that's the first." I said, soundin' amuse by the sudden change of conversation. I laugh as I grin. My parents both raised a brow and lookin' at each other confusinly.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Thomas ask me in a worried tone. Oh wow he's actually concerned about me, well that's the bloody first congrats Thomas for finally bloody noticin' me for bloody once! I felt amuse and anger boilin' through my body as I look up at him.

"You're all worried about me when yah already broke me? You broke me like I was one of your fuckin' punching bag!" I yell as I smash my fist on the table, I was also standin' up.

"Danyal-James! We don't use that language in this house!" My mother gasp from swearin' at them, mainly Thomas. I laugh as I roll my eyes.

"Yeah not like the first time you both said it before huh?" I suggest as I added sarcasm and truth and anger in that whole sentence. My mother looks at me with anger and worry in her eyes. As for Thomas totally different.

"Is this what it's about? I said it was an accident that it wasn't meant to happen, but it's in the past and you have to let it go!" Thomas snaps as I frown furiously, my heart breakin' a little. My hands turnin' into fist as I'm goin' to that path where I'm about to lose it completely.

"Thomas!" My mother snaps at him more strictly than she did to me. That isn't goin' to stop me now.

"Let it go? Do you think I can just let this go? WELL YOU'RE WRONG! I CAN'T LET IT GO AND I NEVER WILL! YOU HURT ME SO MUCH THE WOUND WILL NEVER HEAL!" I shout out as he laughs.

"Oh really? If it hurts so much why don't you let go, you can never fix what's in the past. You can only move on restart again. And that's what I've done so why can't you!" He snaps at me.