MNL-Chapter 14A Chapter by Angie Diane♥♥This is a sad chapter in my opinion. Next chapter will be just as sad.Chapter 14 I was walking around the park with Mason the next morning. Mason tripped me while we were walking. He did it on purpose. I started chasing him around the park. When I finally caught up to him I tripped him. When he was on the ground I sat on top of him. He was a lot stronger now than we were little. Mason threw me off within a couple of seconds and sat on top of me. I wasn’t going to be up for a couple of minutes. We decided to relax in the grass for a while. “You’re really strong now, Mason. You threw me off with ease.” “Well this is payback for sitting on me when we were little,” “Hey, it’s your own fault. You stole my diary every day. Of course I was going to sit on you until I got it back,” I responded. I was trying to throw him off, but I couldn’t. Mason rolled off me after about ten minutes or so. We both were lying in the grass. I knew if I said anything stupid he would be on me again within seconds. I was going to bring up an embarrassing topic for him. “I liked reading your dairy and learning all your seconds. In fact I still do read your dairy. You just don’t know it,” Mason said while winking at me. I sat on top of him again. He didn’t throw me off this time. I think he just accepted his fate. “You better be joking, Squirt.” “I’m not joking. I have been reading it. You like Alex, don’t you,” I started blushing when he asked me that. He’s so lucky that he’s my brother or I would have killed him. I had to think about that question. After a few minutes I had my answer. “I-I don’t know if I like him, kiddo. He’s an amazing person. I feel so safe in his arms. I guess I really do like him. How can I tell someone I like them when I don’t know if they like me back?” “You just have to try, sis. I want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy. You have been going through all this unbearable pain. I’m starting to like someone in my class also,” Mason said and smiled up at me. I gave him a shocked look. I didn’t know my little brother started getting interested in girls. “You deserve happiness too, kiddo. You have been in the most pain. Yes, we are both emotional people, but at least we know we’ll always be there for each other. I will always be there whenever you need me,” I responded and smiled. After that I let him up and we decided to walk around a little longer. A few minutes later Mason stopped dead in his tracks. I ran into him and he helped me up. I saw why he stopped. There was a familiar figure lying on a bench. He was asleep and a backpack was lying next to him. There was also another backpack that looked so familiar. It was Alex! I ran over to him, placed my hand on his forehead, and I looked over at Mason. Mason nodded and went to call my parents. Alex had a slight fever. “Alex, wake up, are you alright,” I screamed. I wanted him to wake up so I could make sure that he was alright. Alex opened his eyes a couple of seconds later. He tried to get up, but his legs were wobbly. I caught him before he fell. His head was lying on my chest. “Mason, did you call Mom and Dad?” “Yes, they are on their way,” Mason said. “Alex, you’re sick. You shouldn’t be out in this chilly weather,” I told him. Alex nodded his head. I wondered what happened to him. He was starting to fall asleep in my arms. I knew it was just a cold, but I didn’t want it to get worse. When Alex wakes up I’m going to make him tell me why he was sleeping on a park bench. Mom and Dad got here as fast as they could. My father picked Alex up and put him in the back of the car. I got in next to him and he was sleeping on my shoulder. He still had dark circles under his eyes. He definitely was not getting enough sleep. When we got back to my house my mom set up the guest bedroom for Alex to sleep in. The guest bedroom was Carson’s old room. We got new carpets in there since there was blood on his old ones. My dad put him in bed. I stayed in there and watched him sleep. Eventually I felt my eyes starting to close. I really hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep because of the dream I had. ~ I woke up and Alex was sitting up in bed. My mother made him some soup. He was eating it slowly. He looked over at me when he noticed I was awake. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Alex could always make me smile. “Alex, I was so worried about you. Don’t scare me like that again,” I said with tears starting to form in my eyes. He looked down at the bed and then back up at me. I could see sadness filling his eyes. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said looking back down at the bed again. “It’s alright, Alex, but please don’t let this happen again,” I responded. I didn’t want Alex to get mad at me, but I wanted to know why he was sleeping on a park bench. “Excuse me for asking this, but can you tell me why you were sleeping on a park bench?” Alex was still looking at the bed. When he looked up at me I could see the pain written clearly on his face. I could see tears forming in his eyes. I felt bad for asking and tears sprang into my eyes.”My father kicked me out about two weeks ago. My father doesn’t like me. He doesn’t want to have anything to do with me. He told me to get out and never come back. He knows my mother loves me, but he doesn’t care. He just wanted me gone because he thinks I’m a terrible son. He also told me that he deserved a better child.” I was shocked to hear what Alex just told me. I felt awful for him. I was crying at this point too. What kind of father does this to his own child? Why would a father kick out his own son? That really made no sense to me. “Alex, I’m so sorry I asked you. I should have known it was something really personal. I will leave you alone for now. Just let me know when you want to talk,” I told him standing up. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back. I was sitting on the bed next to him. “Please don’t leave, Aubrey. I need someone to listen to me. I have no one else, but you.” He was crying pretty hard. I held him in my arms. I was shocked to see him crying. I didn’t really expect it because he was cold normally. Well he wasn’t all that cold with me or other friends. He was a really sweet person although he could be cold. I continued to hold him while he was crying in my arms. I can’t stand what my father had done to him. I wonder…is this what he was hiding or was there more? © 2016 Angie Diane♥♥Author's Note
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5 Reviews Added on January 4, 2012 Last Updated on April 16, 2016 AuthorAngie Diane♥♥Not like you need to know..., NJAboutHello, I'm Angie! I'm going to be 32 soon. Writing is something I love doing. I'm glad to be creating again. Also, I love anime, reading, and many other hobbies. Lately, I've been making YouTube v.. more.. |

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