undercity

The Questions

I WON'T BE UPDATING MUCH I HAVE SOME ISSUES RIGHT NOW BUT I'M GLAD PEOPLE ARE READING REMEMBER THIS IS HALF REAL HALF FICTION. //enjoy//

   "Aye!  Kreation remember me?  Killz? Yeah brother don't worry about me I'm in a better place now I'm resting I'm with my family now. Don't over stress I'll look out after you. Hey wake up time for school!"

  God damn that was a crazy dream it felt so real i hugged my brother again. It's 6:19 a.m... OH SHIT!! I gotta get ready for school fuck and my parents aren't home yet i wonder if everything's okay... i get my shit ready eat breakfast get on my bike and head to school. 2 mile ride i take a guess.

   In class. *teacher in the back round* "students today we are going to learn about world war two now can anyone tell me  ....." the voice starts fading away. It's not like i care about school. Especially Not without my brother. I decided to wear his chain in his memory. I hold it in my hand tight and a tear rolls down my face. Time flies and now it's lunch... what the actual fuck it was just first period. Oh well. Might as well call my parents to see if they're back. Oh and if i haven't mentioned it yet I'm Mexican at home i speak Spanish so I'll just keep it in English so you won't struggle.

   "Mom hey how was your trip? Everything good? " i ask her "yes everything is great sorry for not getting here earlier. Flat tire last night. So we stayed in a motel. Do your work love you see you at home. Bye"she replies. Wow. My mom? Was that her? She doesn't even talk like this. Awesome i guess i usually hear a long ass conversation.

   Lunch is over. I walk to clas to see if my teacher would let me go to the office.  I wanted to get killz paper work out of the system since he had no adult sign him in in the first place. i did it. Got the papers left school early went to a fast food restaurant to actually eat. After that i go home. Then what i actually expected. It happened.  The questions. 

  Once i walk in my mother starts with questions not even a hello . "Where is your friend? Why are you wearing his chain? What did you do? Please tell me he's okay. Why do you look like you've been crying.? Are you high? Drunk?  Answer me damn it!!" Fucking shit man this gets me pissed. Quesos ayer questions make me want to vomit. "Mother if you gave me time to answer i would answer but you're loading me with questions I'm no mule. " i get the look ugh i hate the look . "Fine fine I'll answer you." I say "he left but he left me a note.  I'm wearing his chain he left it for me to keep. I did nothing. I hope he's okay. I've been crying cuz he left. No im not high nor drunk. Happy now? " there's silence in the room "can i go now?  I need to use the restroom" i really did but also in the restroom is where i do my thinking and philosophy.

   The moment i walk out the restroom.  "Where did he go? Can i see the note? Why do you think he left? When did he leave? " God dammit i think that's enough for a day.  "He didn't specify where he went off to. No you can not see the not he Asked me to show no one. He left because he thought he wad interfering with our life and he said he found a place to go. And he left November first." A tear rolls down my face as i lie straight to my mother's face. Twice in a row.  "can lay on my bed"i ask "my head has been hurting" "fine with me just don't forget your dad gets home at 6p.m.And he'll have questions too. " ugh not him too