"Welcome back sweetie, how was your day?" Mrs. Tweak asked his son while patting his head. He was trembling, trying to breath like a fish who is taken out of water by force. Boy pulled his fingers and said himself to calm down for the ninetieth time today.
He opened his mouth. "F-fine... Gah.. I-I guess." Words didnt come out as he want again.
"Hmmm.. If you say so. " She gave a kiss to blonde's forehead. Tweek always thought that her smile is just like sun, shiny and comfortable. He tilted his mouth to a little smile that can be barely seen.
"Here is your coffee , oh be careful its still hot." She handed it to Tweek and turned back to what she was doing at the kitchen. "T-tha.. Ack.. Thanks." Blonde boy blinked three or four times then got up to head upstairs. He closed the door behind and put his mug on the table with much more attention than other people usually give. Since he has problems about focusing it was the best to do so.
He went near the bed but he came back to took a few sips from mug. As he did that, his eyes met his school bag and reminded he had homeworks. A tired breath escaped from his lips as he took out his work sheets and books.
After lots of boring math problems and mugs of coffee, he managed to survive. Time to sleep he thought and crawled under the blanket. He almost fell asleep when he heard someone opening the door. His dad walked slowly, was trying not to wake his son, kissed his cheek. He left after he said good night.
Such a caring family i have whispered Tweek before closing his eyes again.
YOU ARE READING
Not real
FanfictionBoy sat down and wrapped his scarred arms around his legs. He knew he can do it. Actually , one side of him always saying he is not capable of doing anything. However, he didnt bother to listen it this time. He was already so tired and he needed to...
