Once upon a little boy

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Now to the story.

When I got home from Jacobs place, I expected mom to run to me asking of i was alright and dad warning me about being careful always.

But i was so surprised to see mom and dad laughing with the table filled with varieties of seafood which was their favourite and white wine on the table.

Well I might be a kid but I still have brains, dad never opens white wine unless there's an occasion going on.

And mom has always been extra emotional, so the last thing I expected was to see both of them like this.

Of course I knew that it was not possible they hadn't seen the news.

I mean my dads literally a news freak. And seeing as the subject of matter is not a small issue am very sure mom knows too.

Well whatever.

Mom told me to come join them on the table after getting changed in a rather cheerful voice. Another weird thing.

When I went to the table I just had to ask what we were celebrating today.

Mom, in a rather cheerful voice said, “Carlo, we have to celebrate cause, we've heard the news today and we ate just thankful to God for protection.

I mean it could have been anybody but God protected us”.

That still doesn't feel like a good enough reason for me. My mom that I know should be mourning the deceased, even though she didn't really know Sophia at least she knew my  friend very well.

I just lost my friend and she expects me to be thankful. Thankful my butt.

I got angry, I just had to leave that place, and so I did I ran out of the dining area as fast as I could.

I ran to my room and cried everything out, something I haven't done since I heard the news.

I was in between my grieving when mom entered the room and started  talking “Carlo, I know you are shocked with all that have  happened....”.

That statement got me more angry “No momma, am not  shocked  am angry, frustrated and disappointed”.

She looked confused with my confession and just as I guessed she voiced out “Am quite confused dear... Pls enlighten me on these feelings of yours”.

I felt good that I had someone to talk to at least. Well she asked me to explain and I gladly will, I feel like if I  don't, I might explode with everything inside.

“Well momma I feel disappointed in you and dad, I mean I know being thankful in this kind of situation is worth it but celebrating, I mean who does that after someone... Two families which my friend happens to be part of one of them. You know Kayden right?, he would always come here most times to play games and he would always flirt with you mom. You know he even told me that he would steal you from dad, my always playful friend who always commented in your cookies even though it tasted the same everytime and that boy and another family  were just reported butchered thus bringing about my disappointment in you particularly”.

She looked shocked and  ashamed and she started to sob.

I knew as a good son I was expected to comfort her,but at this point I just didn't feel anything, just pain but I had to make my points clear.

“Oh momma I didn't say any of those things cause I wanted you to feel  guilty, I simply said it cause its the truth and it would be really unfair to me and you.. So there you have why I was disappointed.

Now the frustration , I am so frustrated  at my self and disappointed also, I had been such a coward that I couldn't even bring myself to tell the girl I liked that i liked her, and now she's dead.... Dead momma... Dead”.

I didn't know where the tears where coming from. It was just too uncontrollable o couldn't stop my self.

“And the anger momma, is cause I and the guys including Kayden who just died made a promise mom, you want yo know the promise..... NEVER TO LEAVE ONE ANOTHER”

I couldn't help screaming.

“Kayden promised but broke the  promise. He broke the code mom”.
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                                 S.k