Ease My Mind (Skrillmau5)

Meowingtons

The two teens were in Joel’s kitchen, enjoying a couple slices of pizza after a very emotional event. Sonny was surprised that he had about twenty-five percent of the project finished. He saw on the board at school that it wasn’t due for another two weeks, so he figured that he would get the project done in no time.

“Here’s my number,” Joel said, scribbling his number down on a napkin and giving it to Sonny.

“Thanks,” Sonny put the number inside of his pocket as he finished his slice of pizza.

“Text or call me anytime you need me, okay?”

Sonny nodded. “Joel, I’m happy you’re my friend again, but it’s so strange how you just did a complete one-eighty.”

Joel sighed. “I didn’t know how serious it was, Sonny. Once I saw your arm, I knew I’d gone too far. I realized that I was being stupid and immature and I don’t think I could ever forgive myself for what I caused you to do. I just… I just don’t want you to end up like my mom.”

“I understand,” Sonny stated. He rummaged through his backpack to see if he had everything.

His heart almost stopped.

“Joel… where’s my small bag?” Sonny asked.

“You mean this one?” Joel smirked, holding up the little drawstring bag which Sonny kept his razors in.

“Yeah, that one…” Sonny trailed off, not knowing how to ask for it back.

“You’re not getting this back. I’m not letting you hurt yourself again.”

“What are you going to do with them?”

“This,” Joel stood up from his seat and walked to the trashcan, emptying Sonny’s razors into it.

Sonny’s chest felt heavy as he felt his heart sank. His razors gave him comfort when he had nowhere else to turn. But Joel did tell him to call or text him anytime he needed him. Maybe he could live without his razors.

“Meow!”

Sonny gasped from surprise and looked down to see a black and white tuxedo cat snuggling against his legs. Sonny automatically smiled as he bent down from his seat to pet the cat.

“You still have Meowingtons?” Sonny asked, completely surprised.

“Of course I do!” Joel laughed and sat back down next to Sonny at the kitchen table.

Little Joel and Sonny were playing around on the playground at the park when suddenly, they heard a feint meow.

“Did you hear that?” Sonny asked as he stopped chasing Joel around.

Joel stopped running. “Hear what?”

“Meow!”

“That,” Sonny said, pointing to the bushes where he thought the noise was coming from.

“It sounds like a kitty!” Joel said, rushing up to the bushes.

“Joel, don’t run! Cats are very skittish,” Sonny scolded Joel as he walked up to the bushes slowly.

The dark-haired child got on his knees to get a better view of the cat. Sonny frowned at the site. A poor, defenseless kitten was trying to stand up, but kept falling down.

“Poor thing,” Sonny frowned.

“What are you boys up to?”

Joel and Sonny immediately turned their attention to the voice, which belonged to Joel’s mother.