BOUNDARIES

Chapter 3

After last period English, the weather had changed much like my mood. from gloomy to utterly wonderful. The sky had cleared, the sun was out and most of the wetness from the earth had dried. Giving way to a beautiful sunshine and alive world.

I pushed the double doors open to reveal a crowded parking lot. Filled with school buses, careless teens gathered around their cars and motorcycles while reflecting on the events on the first day.

I rotated my angle of vision to spot Demitri and Emmette at our usual meeting spot. The tall oak tree to the far right of the parking lot. I descended the steps and continued my stride to D's car.

"Hey bro, found your girl" Demitri questioned a he diverted from his previously engaged convo with Emmette.

"Yea, we are in AP Bio together."

"Wait, how do you know about Holland" I requested, with a confused look on my face

"Oh, She has a name now" Emmette added in.

I should've know... That devil

"So, who is this Holland, your new girlfriend?" Demitri inquired.

" She's not my gf" I retorted.

"I saw her over the summer break when Emmette and I were at Phoenix Park, and quite frankly she imprinted on me. I didn't get the chance to talk to her then and well that got me all worked up and today I saw her again in my Chemistry class. Only, it wasn't really her because she was wearing these nerdy thick-rimmed glasses, an clothes that hid all her voluptuousness that I saw at the fountain in Phoenix Park."

" Sounds like she's already got you wrapped up,huh?" Demitri asked

" Yea, she kinda does" I replied with a touch of morbid fear she might never feel the same way about me

That went unrecognized by Demitri and Emmette. Thankfully! No pity party needed here.

We all filed into Demitri's car to start the 15 minute journey home

Walking through the door I was greeted with the fleeting and un-mistakable aroma of stewed pork.

YES!!

Mom is home.

I reveled in this scent for a minute before making my way to the kitchen only to find my father surprisingly at the stove.

" Hey dad, what's cooking?" I questioned with an ear to ear grin plastered across my face giving him a small pat on the back

My dad knew all too well that there was no way i had missed the sacred savor of the pork being prepared and with his knowledge he responded by telling me it is a surprise.

The bigger question though

Why wasn't mom home as yet and dad is the one cooking?

You see, my parents are both doctors, however in different fields.

My mom is a psychiatrist and works with the local police department while my dad is a veterinarian with his own veterinary practice. This is why I find it rather strange. Dad should still be at work at least until six and mom is usually off by the time school ends.

OH well, it isn't anything serious.

I shrugged it off and went upstairs with no further thought. I turned on my laptop and checked my email, insta and snap accounts. There was this little news circling about someone's death in the community but the stories were all different so i classed it as just rumors and ignored it.

"Em... Jay... I'm home" mom shouted from the bottom of the stairs as he began her ascension, her footsteps cushioned by the carpet lining the stairs until she reaches the tiled top where here heels produce a clicking sound that got louder and louder as she approached my door.

She knocked twice and entered once granted permission and informed me that dinner would be ready soon and Em and I should go down.

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Time has passed and we were all seated at the table. Plates filled with delicious food and bodies possessing empty tummies ready to receive this meal.

At least mine was!!

It was dinner as usual until Emmette questioned why mom was home so late. The response that came next was one that would turn our appetites and fill the rest of our evening with deep sorrow and wonder......

TO BE CONTINUED.............

Hey guys. There'll be a double update this week. The final part will be updated on Friday, August 18. After which updates will return to normal dates,on Fridays.

Stay tuned....

-C-Jay