Story 2: True feelings

"Mom, I have an examination tomorrow. So, please try not to disturb me," I growled being annoyed by the noise of breaking plates and saucers.

There was no reply to that.

Maybe, she didn't hear me. She's so clumsy and irresponsible. Today is 5th, Sept and I have my exam tomorrow.

Another noise,

Maybe, I should go and see. What kind of experiment she is holding out?

Last time, she blasted the oven as she attempted to fix it by opening it up and joining it again. Well, She was alright when she reckoned that something was wrong with the oven by seeing the roll of tobacco coming from it and she ran outside the house. Well, for me and my father... We were lucky for not being at home at that time.

I ignored the noise and tried to concentrate on my studies for the biology test.

I began reading my notes aloud

"Children resembles their parents. As the characters of children are inherited by their parents."

After reading this, I kinda doubt if she is really my mummy. She always irritates me. She always asks too much question and treats me like a child when she can't even walk properly in front of my friends. There goes my school life into the trash because of her.

Trying to distract myself from the noise which never ended, I stared at the pink curtains and red painted walls of my room.

Dammit, I hate her. She is so stubborn that I have to do everything as she says and now, what... My room looks like those girly rooms which girls loved. Because of this very reason, I can't even call my friends for a night stay as they do.

This time the noise almost bust my eardrums.

What in the hell was she doing?

Worried about the house breaking down because my mother's destroying experiments. I quickly came out of my room to envision, what was going there.

"Mom, can you keep it down? I am trying to stud-" my mouth closed from sight my mother fighting with some guys.

There was absolutely no time to waste. I should go and help. But how can I help her?

I can get a rod or something to hit them.

Dammit, I am not thinking straight. I am 12 years old. What chance I would bear against a hulk

Think of something. Think already idiot. Suddenly, A idea popped up in my mind.

"MOM, hang in there. The police are on their way," I yelled at the top of my lungs.

But it was late.

Too late...

Very late...

By hearing my voice the burglars ran out of the house after knowing about the police but...

But...

They stabbed my mother.

She was bleeding making the floor stain with red blood...

I run to my mom.

"Mom, what the hell was going on? Why didn't you call m-" She didn't let me finish.

"Daniel, go and... call the cops... now," she whispered in pain.

"You need an ambulance first,"

"Call the cop now," She insisted

"Don't be stupid, Mom. I am taking you to the hospital."

"I said call the cops, first. I don't care if I live or not, but you need to get out of here. They might come again. I want you to be safe," She said with a serious look.

It was not the best time to argue. I did as she said. Or I would have made it clear that she is more important to me then my life.

"Why didn't you call me?" I asked looking at the red liquid falling from her belly.

"I promised to myself. I know I am the worst mom in the world, but I wouldn't let my son get hurt. I wanted to protect you." She hugged me and tears stream down.

"I hate you." Holding her tighter.

"I know... still I love you," That was the last sentence, I heard before her heart stopped beating, but I didn't notice that and kept babbling.

"At last let me tell you. I hate you because you always do things your ways, but I love you for being her-" I realized that she was too quiet.

"So, you again I was not able to confess my true feelings," I yelled at the sight my mother's dead body.

"Please god, give me one chance. I beg you." Finally, tears made their way through my cheeks and

I...

I opened...

Opened my eyes...

I...

Was...

Sleeping.

It was a nightmare.

I was sleeping at my desk. I jerked up and pull the calendar. Today was 4, Sept.

It was really a nightmare.

I saw my dairy was opened at the desk.

I took a glance at what I wrote before falling asleep.

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I hate my Mom. She broke my latest new game which I was going to show my friends. I wished if she wasn't here.

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I became furious over my own dairy. I tore it apart and throw it in the dustbin.

"I don't need you anymore for my fake feelings to share. I have the most lovely person in the world. To share my true feeling. Mom, I am not gonna leave this chance." With that, I ran downstairs.

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Author's note

I hope you all like it. I am open to all kind of feedback, so please don't hesitate to point out my mistakes.

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