My Husband Is A Mafia Boss [AeZeke] Fanfic

Series IV: Silhouette of the Bygone pt. 3

Timecheck: 10:42am

I was thinking of going back to that playground I went to yesterday. But Mom's not yet here.

"Ezekiel! Tara? Balita namin pumunta ka daw sa playground kahapon. Hindi mo man lang kami sinabihan wengya. Lalo na ako. Di mo maeenjoy laro mo pag di mo nasilayan ang gwapo" - Lamperouge

That Terrence though, is he a new neighbor? I did not even had the chance to beseech his home. Hence, he could also just be a fellow who was stopping by.

"Ezekiel tara na! May bago pa namang remote controlled car sa bahay ipapahiram ko yun sayo tutal wala naman si Tito Kristoff" - Blood

I am not quite sure but as I envision what had happened yesterday, I didn't had the chance to thank him. That ice cream sure is not sufficient to diminish nor balance the effect of the contrary of his action.

"Ezekiel Roswell" - Lionhart

I unconsciously blinked after hearing my full name.

"Were you saying something?"

I asked. Were they telling me something? I hadn't heard any.. or was I too drowned with my own thoughts?

That's odd.

"Ang lalim naman ng iniisip mo Ezekiel. Chikababes ba yan?"

Insane.

"Ang bata bata pa natin para sa ganyan, Kaizer"

Blood responded. Tss. Noisy.

"We're about to go to Jerson's home. Sasama ka ba?"

"I think I'll pass--"

"Hey, kids!"

My lips automatically smiled upon seeing Mom right on my sight. She was smiling at us while raising the box of doughnuts.

"I brought something" she blissfully said.

"Yown! Dabest ka talaga Tita! Hoy Wallace! Tutal ikaw pinaka gurang sating apat at mag 10years old ka na, baka pwedeng tulungan mo yung gwapo? Nang makakain na tayo wengya"

They all hurriedly went towards the kitchen. Mom sat on the couch and I went straight towards Mom's lap.

"Do you want to go to the playground again later? Your new friend might be there."

"For the nth time Mom, he's not a friend." She sure could be stubborn at times.

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[Playground]

"Just like you've expected. Your Kuya Terrence is here" Mom said chuckling. Hell with that 'Kuya'. Not a chance.

"Hey, kid!"

"H-Hello, Maam"

"Tita nalang--oh wait. I'll just buy ice creams, okay? I'll be back quick"

I smiled to Mom as she glanced at me and went straight to the ice cream truck. I just nodded at him and handed him a basketball. He might want to give it a shot. Besides he's quite tall than his age's average height just like I am, anyway.

"How's day?" He asked.

"Fine. I forgot to thank you yesterday. Even though I did not really need such senseless act." I uttered honestly as I moved quickly towards the the right and jolted to the left, stealing the ball from his hand in a swift motion.

He was a taken aback for a bit and a lurking smirk was then apparent on his brim.

"No need, I did not do that to protect you. I just happen to passed by when the ball flew on.." in a quick movement, he swifted towards the left and rotated as he-- "..your direction." was about to steal the ball but I managed to dodged his hand and moved towards his back.

"You're fast."

Au contraire.. "Nah. You're just slow."

"Hey, kiddos. Here are your ice creams!"

I took it and gave one to him. "Thank you, Maam--I mean, Tita." He said as we both sat on the bench.

"I forgot to ask, are you a new neighbor, Terrence?"

He nodded in reply to Mom as he looked her while wiping his lips with the cold treat. "Yeah, kakalipat lang po namin dito 3 days ago."

"That's nice. You should visit us sometimes and hang a little while with Ezekiel."

Seriously Mom. -____-

"T-Thanks."

"What's your parent's name? I mean, I might know your family or something." I secretly heaved a sigh and just ate my ice cream. Mom could really be nosy at times and hell it's quite embarassing.

"I have no father. Just a mom and she's Therese po." Her smile suddenly faded. And somehow.. her aura became dark. I.. never saw Mom being like this before. "Therese Vaughn"

"I think we need to go." Mom said while pulling my hand towards her as she speak. I glanced at Terrence, confusion was evident on his face. My eyes darted at him with same bewilderment as I followed my mother pulling me away.

"Ezekiel Roswell. Never play with that kid, ever again."