The Story of Us | ViceRylle

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Karylle was up early, as always. She was preparing breakfast while humming a tune when suddenly, she heard her 12-year-old son call her from upstairs.

"MOM!"

"YES, SWEETIE?" Karylle yelled back while flipping pancakes.

"CAN YOU COME HERE FOR A MOMENT?"

"I'M ALMOST DONE, SWEETIE. JUST WAIT A SEC."

"MOM! IT'S URGENT!"

And just like that, Karylle quickly transferred the pancakes on the plate and turned off the stove. She immediately rushed to see what's the emergency about. She almost tripped on her way up the stairs.

"Tristan? Where are you?" She called as she searched in his bedroom.

"Over here, Mom! Come here!" She heard him call from the bathroom and that's where she went.

She stood outside the bathroom and found her son standing near the sink, he was in his Spider-Man shirt and basketball shorts.

"What is your emergency, Sweetie?"

The kid looked hesitant. He wasn't sure whether his mom would be the best person to talk about it although he tells her everything. But he's too shy.

"Tristan, is everything okay? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I have sugat." The kid admitted.

"Sugat? Where?" She approached him and checked his arms for any wounds then Tristan shook his head.

"It's not there, Mom."

"Then where?"

The kid looked down, feeling embarrassed already.

"Tristan... Why are you acting weird with Mommy. Asan ba yung sugat?"

"It's... near... my toytoy."

She saw how her son instantly turned tomato red at his confession. But she did not mention anything about it. Her mama bear instincts strikes again and so she asked him to show the wound so that she'd know if it is something serious or not.

"Ma! No!" Tristan was quick to refuse and held onto his shorts.

"Anong no? We need to see if may infection yan."

"But Ma...."

"What?"

"It's embarrassing..."

"Tristan, I am your mother!"

"But I'm a big boy, Ma. Ayaw." The 12-year-old disagreed.

"So paano gagawin natin ngayon?"

"I want Dada."

Her son can't be serious. It's 7 o'clock in the morning.

"Tristan, do you know what time it is? Baka tulog pa ang Dada mo. Let me check na kasi or do you want to go see a doctor instead?"

"No." The kid shook his head.

Tristan doesn't like going to the doctor. He's afraid of needles and he's worried that the doctor might ask him to stay in the hospital for a couple of days again just like the last time he went for a check up.

She sighed at her son's stubbornness. Manang mana talaga sa tatay niya.

Karylle had no choice but to call Vice early in the morning and he arrived half an hour later. Her two boys were in the bathroom while Karylle was waiting for them downstairs. Vice came down first and joined his girlfriend on the sofa.