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Chapter 12

The garden was huge, the front path stretching  meters ahead of me. The grass bright and vibrant like it had been watered every day. In the distance just below the windows stood a row of rose bushes. Trimmed and snipped to the slightest detail. Clearly Kie's mother had forked out the cash to hire a professional gardener.
Here goes nothing i tell myself as I start up the path towards the large wooden door. Kie's parents lived at least fourth minutes away from the hotel in a quite neighbourhood. Quiet but each house could easily have ten bedrooms. I still couldn't believe how they could of gotten so much money in such little time. The path way had a slight cobblestone effect to it. Giving it the interpretation of being much older than it actually was.
Kie opens the door and walks me inside.
"We're here mom" Kie shouts loudly not knowing what corner of the house she was in.
Less then a second later and she is crashing down the stairs with the biggest smile on her face ever.
"Oh my god sam" Roberta shouts in excitement. Jumping over the bottom two steps and in to my arms. Her arms wrap around my toned arms squeezing me hard. The smell of her seems so foreign to me, she had aged a little too. Not a lot but enough to see the difference.
I would say Roberta seemed excited but it was more than that it was weird. She seemed, high.
"Come in come in" she giggles tugging at my dark blue long sleeved jumper. She pulls me into the dinning room which could easily be as big as the whole hotel room i had been stopping in.
"Tea...no wine" she says looking a little deranged. It's strange she is strange not the same person who I knew. She was fifty but had both the excitement and the attention span of a ten year old.
The table was set up ready for dinner. Four plates accompanied by four glasses and four pairs of knives and forks. I glance back at Kie nervously. Was Nikitah not joining us for dinner or was there not  place setting for me and where were his cousins. So many question circling through my mind, I push them to one side and return my attention back to Roberta offering me a glass of wine. I take it a take two big gulps almost epmtying the glass.
"Another" she giggles.
"No mom he doesn't want another" Kie says before I can answer.
He leads me out of the dinning room and into one of the house's two living rooms sitting me down on one of the couches.
"There's something I need to tell you sam" he paused his eyes swelling with tears. My silence is his queue to talk.
"Since we move out here, erm mom's been drinking a lot, like alot" he tells me a single tear rolling down his rosé cheek almost hiding behind his shaggy hair. I breath out not realizing I had been holding my breath. My mouth gaping I search for word that I can't find. I wanted to say something, anything that would comfort him but nothing came out.
"And...erm...my dad died a few months back" Kie Says before running from the living room tears flooding from his eyes like a waterfall.
Instantly I stand up to chace after him. But by the time i reach the door he has fled upstairs and out of my sight.
I decide to give him some time to himself to calm down or cry. I hadn't seen him cry for a very long time and something about it made me feel strange. I should of seen it coming, his eyes had been red and swollen since he arrived at the hotel room a little over an hour ago. He could have been crying and I should of noticed something, I should of noticed  something was wrong. I am supposed to be his best friend and it was my responsibility to help him through times like this, the truth was that since Kie had left to live half way across the world. I hadn't been able to get close to another person. Not the way I had been with him anyway. We had a bond something that was unbreakable. And the fact that he had asked me to come and spend christmas with him proved that the bond would never be broken.
My phone vibrates in my thigh pocket. I pull it out to find a message from veronica saying.
Drop me a message when you get back
Xx v
I slip my phone back into my pocket and start my walk back into the dinning room. Roberta  standing behind the kitchen counter a glass of wine in hand watching an American tv show about a man strolling around a town asking random people random questions. I never trusted those type of shows. How are the public supposed to know if the people are random. What are we just supposed trust everything that the tv tells us. I never really had a lot of trust for anything news related. I guess that's why I always loved reading so much.
Roberta looks over at me her eyes glassy I try to avoid looking at her but my eyes are drawn to hers like the pull of the moon. An apologetic smile creeps across my face.
"Where's Kie hunny" she asks taking a long sip from her glass.
"Erm he just popped upstairs for a minute" I chirp not wanting her to hear the creeping up emition in my voice. I didn't want to let her on that I knew, I'm sure she expected Kie to have told me when i first arrived, I wonder why that was, did he not trust me or was it just the fact that it was a difficult subject to enter in to conversation.
" dinner is almost ready, why don't you take a seat and I'll get kie" Roberta says a wide grin on her face as she steps out of the dinning room and in to the hallway.