Wild World

OH NO

Its been two weeks since arrogant Nate arrived here.

Am sitted on the kitchen Island while Kylie is watching the lunchtime news.

I can't watch the news, it's for the old. Plus i get bored up easily i might sleep after five minutes.

"Roma!" Kylie calls in a high pitch.
She only does that when things are wrong or shy.

I walk up to her slowly still glued to my phone screen.

"Why did you 'Roma!' me?" I say immitating her.

She tries to talk but nothing comes out.
Suddenly she grabs me by me head which is very offensive and faces me to the TV.

"The senior politician's son has been laid to rest at Governments burial grounds. Fare well to thee young man who took his own life."

I face Kylie.

"Why is that shocking?" I ask annoyed.

She grabs me by the head again facing me to the screen.

"please stopping doing that. You might loosen my head." i say in a matter of factly before facing the screen.

"In rememberance off Nathaniel Jameson. " They bring up his pictures
My mind snaps and i look at Kylie who eyes me widely.

"He is the same guy staying over." I say now shocked.

"He is a ghost." Kylie screams and i put my hand over her mouth until she cools off.

"He ain't a ghost, the people think he is dead." I say pacing around.

"This is bad, this is bhad, like really bad. " I say pausing my pacing before carring on.

"If they find out he is here we are dead. You see this is what happens when i do good things." i say.

"He has to leave." i say budging into our room where he sits deep in thoughts to even notice us.

"Dude you are dead." I say panicking.

He stands up looking around.
"Did they find me?" he asks looking around.

"Like honestly dude you are dead, you just got buried." I say keenly.

"What?" he asks as if its a joke.

I tag on his arm to the sitting room and point at the TV.

"Nathaniel Jameson, you are him, but he got buried today." Kylie says.

"You being beaten ,having a bomb, trash talking was all good but this just go doosier. You can't stay here anymore to be honest. Politics is one dirty game that I can't handle. We have helped you enough so help us by going away. Our lives are more at risk if you stay here any longer." I say pulling him to the door.

"But if anyone spots me walking out of here it will be said you held me hostage." he says making a good point.

I close the door with million thoughts racing in my mind.

"Why don't you call a family member you really trust.," I rush.

"They all want me dead." He says.

"What is this the 90's ?" Kylie asks.

"Yeah dude this is not the error of assasinations !" I say pacing.

"I don't know why they want me dead. My dad is the only politician in the family but they somehow want me dead." he says taking a sit.

"Tell you what, GET OUT OF OUR LIVES!" I yell.

"I will as soon as I can,just one more day and am out of here."

"Just one more just one." I say heading out.
****
Its already morning.

Hopefully this is the last day i share the bed with Kylie since Nate sleeps on mine.

He is already out of bed.

Thats strange. He is always up last.May be he left.

I head to the kitchen and make some coffee for Kylie and I.

My mom is already out since she is a nurse.

I open the front door to hear muffled noises.

I start heading to the backyard where the noises are.

"You can't just leave out here to die! Tell dad to help me out here! Am in all this mess because of him. Please do something and I will pay you. As soon as I am back...hello? ,hello ,helloo!" he looks at the screen and sits on the grass.

"How are you?" i ask sitting beside him.

"Everybody has turned their back on me, nobody wants to even here about me." he says tearing  up.

  Currently am debating with my body. "don't do it, don't."

But no, I swing an arm over his shoulder and rock him a little and he moves closer.

"If you need help ask, we can also help." I say

"Why help me while i have been nothing but trouble." he asks

"Because I know in here somewhere you have a heart , even if its small and black its still there.Plus I would also want to be helped if i were you." I state standing.

"I have to get to Ukraine as soon as possible."

"Well...I don't have money for that." i say
"I can get from my bank account." he states.
"You know the country knows you are dead."

"Yes"

"You can't access your bank account or anything. They are frozen."