I'll Remember

Chapter 4

After school, Micah was waiting for me by the entrance, like he's always been doing, since I've come to school.
Or..I wouldn't say he's waiting for me. More like he just happen to get there a little earlier than me.

And then we walk home neither of us saying a word to eachother.

I want to ask him why he dosnt talk to me or dad. But he looks pissed all the time so I just leave him to his own problems.

Except today, I had a question in mind.

"Mic,"

"What?" His voice sounded weird, and not-so-Micah, like. I ignored it.

"Uhm, you know Joy Valler, right? What kind of relationship did I have with her?" I ask.

As soon as I finished, Micah froze in his tracks. I stop behind him.
"Joy Valler?" He repeats, mostly to himself, and more like in a question.

Uh...you okay, bro?

After a few seconds he started to walk again, eyes staring straight ahead."She," He started.

"You...uh..she...um,I don't really know, or remember what she was to you.... I think you were just friends."

Now, all the time I've lived with this kid, I could never sense a lie out of him. (Mostly because he never talks to me.)
But holy crap, this, was a heck of a lie.

Of course I just nodded and cept walking, not saying anything about how bad of a lyer he was.

I think you were just friends.

There was somthing weird going on between you two.

I cept replaying those same sentences over and over in my head,
All the way until we got home.

I'm so confused.
I thought opening the door to the house after Micah had slammed it in my face, for no reason.

Why can't they just give me answers?

Why is there some silent relationship between my family?

Why am I even, getting mad, now?

Why did I have to lose my freaking memory in the first place?

It's the same drill, Micah grabbing a snack from the fridge and locking the rest of the world out of his life, in his room, doing who knows what.
Me, going in my room, being a confused dummy, and think.

Right when Micah slams his door, the front door opened and dad stepped in the house.

Wait...it's like four o'clock, what's dad doing home so early?

"Hey, son!"

"What the-" before I could finish, dad swings his arm over my neck.
"How's it going?"

He just called me 'son'???
Is what I was thinking at first, but then realized,
He's talking to me???

But, that's when I really realized, this guys drunk. For what?

In the middle of the day, though?

"D-dad, your choking me..." I mumble, also uncomfortable, because this is the closest dad has ever been to me so far.

Dad laughs for no reason, then releases my neck and pulls his tie off."Whoof, that thing got me choking all day!"

Micah, please help.

"Uh, dad what are you doing here, so early?"
I ask closing the front door.

Dad ignores me and wobbles to the sink, and gets himself a glass of water. "Uh- dad?"
Why am I still trying to talk to him?
Walk away, please,Walk away.

I try, but dad started to talk again.
"Leo," he said clearing his throught, and leans against the counter. His back was facing me. "There's somthing I haven't been telling you..." His tone was all of a suddenly serious.

He got my attention now.

"What?" I ask wanting to get straight to it.

He turned around, now facing me, taking his time to answere.
"When you got into the accident," he started, his eyes looking everywhere, but at me.
"..your mother-"

Micah's room door was yeeted open and he stepped in the kitchen, cutting off dad. "Dad." He said. His voice was in a gotta-be-low-key type of way.
Dad, placed his hand on his forehead and sighed.
"What are you doing home so early?" Mic asked.

That's when I realized.

They really are hiding somthing from me.

Low-key..😉