Chapter 7: Caramel Love

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Ed's P.O.V:
I'm sitting on the bus listening to music, but when I slightly turn my head to the right, I see a family. This family makes me feel happy and I don't know why, when I already have a family. It's just really weird and sad at the same time.

Still staring at the family, my bus makes a right turn to my stop and I hurry and gather my things. As I get off the bus, the driver says bye to me and I do the same back. I'm walking to my front door where my pet cat, Kuma is usually waiting.

I get my key out of my book bag and put it in the door, but before I could turn my doorknob, the door creaked open. My cat wasn't there waiting at his usual spot, which was strange. So I go inside and call out "Kuma, come out from wherever you are, Eddie is here!"

I wait a few seconds and I hear no bells ring from his collar. Next thing you know I hear my grandma from afar yelling, "Ed honey, ya kitty is not moving!" Ah grandma what did she do again! "Coming gram!" I yell loudly.

As I run to the kitchen, I see my cat on the floor on his back with his eyes closed. "Grandma.. did you even try moving him?" I say with a grin. "Well I didn't wanna touch the poor thing because I called the cops, and I could possibly be assumed as a murderer!" She says, as she wipes the sweat from exhaustion off her face.

I walk up to my cat and slowly kneel down on the floor to poke him. Kuma doesn't move for a bit but after a while he twitches and opens his eyes. He gets up to drink water, but then turns around to stare at grandma and I, with a tiny meow.

"See there gram! He's absolutely fine!" I say with a laugh. "Whatever, I'm gonna cook some dinner, go finish what ya gotta do alright?" She says as she pats me on the back.

I walk on the creaky stairs to my room, and every step I took were as loud as a gunshot. I arrive at my door and immediately jump on my bed face first. Life is so tiring. My head is aching and time is being wasted while laying on this bed.

I get up to my laptop, and just surf the web until my grandma calls me to dinner. I'm still surfing the web, and I automatically remembered about what people said during the lunch line.

All I could remember was something about a teacher, possibly being my mother. I know I'm not adopted, and my grandmother told me that my parents died. So it couldn't be true.

While in the middle of my thoughts, grandma calls me and says, "Time for dinner ya goof!" I run as fast as I could down the stairs and there was a pattern of gunshots. I arrive at the dinner table with my mouth filled with drool.

"What's for dinner gram?" I say with my eyes fixed on her. "Can ya not see? Do ya need glasses!? Heh I'm joking with ya, we got your favorite today! Mash potatoes with gravy and meat loaf, with a side of fries!" She says with a smile.

I grab my fork and dig into my plate. My stomach is filled with joy and the only thing that is on my mind at the moment, is food!

Halfway through my plate, I look up to see grandma holding a letter in her hand with a frown. "Whatcha got there gram?" I say with my mouth full. She hurriedly put the letter away and the only thing I saw on the envelope was written in bold, Sorry.

"Uh.. nothing dear. Just finish your food." She says as she walks away from the table. I finish my food and wash all the dishes in the sink. After washing the dishes, I walk up to my room and lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling clueless.

The only thing that was really stuck on my mind, was the word I saw on the envelope written in bold, Sorry.

Arlyn's P.O.V:
I'm walking back and forth in my room hoping Lia won't get mad at me. I won't be at the next couple of meetings because of some personal issues. So I text Lia and say, "Hey I'm not gonna be here for a week, it'll be alright that I won't be attending the meetings right?"

I wait patiently to receive a text back. I hear my phone ring and I pick it up to see an incoming call from Lia. "Hello?" I say. On the other end of the line, all I hear is fuzzy noises and dead silence. "Hello?" I say again, hoping she'll respond.

"Oh sorry! I was doing something but why won't you be here?" She says, almost sounding like she is sad, which is creepy. "Uh personal issues." I whisper. "Like what?" She says with a laugh.

I wait for a few seconds before responding because I had no idea what to say. "Uh just personal issues that I don't want to talk about, and I gotta go!" I hurriedly told her my reason and hung up without saying goodbye.

I throw my phone at the wall for no apparent reason. I feel like I wanna pull all my hair out and cry in a hole. But I can't. I just can't find a way to tell her it. It's. Just. Too. Much.

Lia's P.O.V:
As I was talking on the phone with Arlyn, she suddenly hanged up! Rude much? Am I right? Which makes the situation even more suspicious.

I totally forgot today was Friday! Which makes me wanna do the happy dance when everyone knows, I can't dance worth a penny. I should really keep up with the date, I'm stuck in my own world.

So I walk to the kitchen where my father is. "Hey wassup dad." Before I could say anything else, he literally broke down and began crying. I took two big steps and hugged my dad tightly. He was going through the phase again. Mother phase.

My mom abandoned me when I was 5, and left a note saying I was the worst child she has ever had. I'm the sweetest bean in the world. I guess I really don't understand parenthood.

After my mom abandoned me, my father found me and decided to adopt me. Later on he found out that the women who have birth to me is his long lost twin, who murdered my grandparents.

The family tree is totally messed up. I'm stuck in a huge mess, with no hell of a idea what is going on. After I gave a good hug to my dad, I went upstairs to my bedroom. I lay in bed motionless.

I stare at the ceiling as if it will give me answers to all of my problems. I close my eyes and pray in my mind, if a miracle could happen tomorrow. Then I peacefully drift off to sleep.

(A/N): Hey readers, MoonFinx here!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'm sorry if it's too short! Lately we've had tons of tests. I feel like no one has been reading my chapters because of the lack of posting. Anyway, whoever reads this, thank you for supporting me! Question of the day: Why do you think I named the chapter Caramel Love?
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