As i walk out of the car i see my beautiful house. Its has 3 floors . Walking in to the house i hear nothing but silence. you know that like beep you hear when its quiet. Yea that . I love my home. My father had it built for us . He made it big so that one day my brothers future family and mine will live here . I mean...We have enough space so that might just happen.
"JAMES" I yell out for my brother as i walk to my office where he usually is
"I'm here. "
"Where's mom? Has she been out of her room ? Has she eaten ? Have you eaten? Do you want something ?"
"She's in her room like always . And i don't know . I am hungry tho"
"Let's go to the kitchen and i'll make you something."
"ok." He answers back as we start to walk towards the kitchen .
I get my brother and make him sit on the small table we had in the kitchen. since i know he like it there because he feels taller.
"What do you want to eat?" I ask opening the fridge
"chocolate chip Pancakes " My little brother smiles big, his eyes shining bright
I take out all the ingredients i will need which is not much to be honest.....only milk, butter and an egg then i grab the mix along with some chocolate chips and a bowl along with a spoon to mix everything in
Pouring everything into the bowl i start stirring it with a whisk . making sure there is enough to make 4 pancakes. 2 for me and 2 for James.
I prepare everything, heat up the pan and throw some butter in and finally the mix. I wait til i think it's ready to flip and i flip it perfectly. Not dropping it.
"YAY" My brother screams noticing that i made it . I smile and he grabs a plate for me to put the pancake in as i prepare the others. He eats the one i already made.
We eat together and talk about everything we could even my mom and dad.. He's been so sad lately but does good in hiding it .
Hours went by and i leave my brother in his room. Tuck him in and made sure he ate enough , showered and brushed his teeth .
Going to my mothers room i get serious
"We need to talk "
"About?" She asks
"About how you are not paying attention to your son. Its been 6 years mom. You cant keep mourning my father. You don't even feed james because you're so wrapped up in your own world. We lost our father! We are in pain too. Did you know that your SON has been sad for a while now. Seeing his mother locked up in a room and not paying attention to him . Not speaking to him. I'm sorry mom but you gotta man up. Tomorrow morning. I don't want to see you like this anymore. I want to see you spend time with your son. You can't do that with me anymore but with him.. You can. He's growing up . Make sure he doesn't hate you . Tale care of him."
And no words came out of her mouth at that moment.. So I walked out and went straight to my room .
As I got in I grabbed sleeping clothes and went to shower . Then as soon as I got on my bed.... I knocked out ...
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The Blood's Daughter.
Short StoryHi I'm Skylar Williams. The day of my 10th birthday my father was killed. I was there. I would know. The day of my father's funeral I was named Leader of his gang. I had to take over. While my mother fought to keep me out of the gang life. I was qui...