Kathy's POV

"Miss Kathy, you have a meeting at Toy bucks company this afternoon." My secretary Alice greeted me in the hallway.

I nodded, "Thank you for informing me, Alice and please reschedule my meeting to slushy and slime company to tomorrow. " I said and head myself straight to the office.

I sat on the desk and fly out my laptop and papers, and spreading them apart. I have to do some important emails and calls from my other partnered companies. Calling them here and there informing the VIPs that there will be a trouble manufacturing this month.

Problems like these makes me crazy, even though I have thousands of clients doing their jobs under me I still can't help but think what will happen to me and my son if I lose this company. I build this building with my sweat, blood and tears just to make it this far and just by thinking of my poor state years ago makes me ache and weak. I've been trying to be a Good boss for 2 years cause I don't want my clients to feel pressured working under me.

Being a toy manufacturer and distributor is not as easy as I thought, making toys everyday and have meetings that only talk about toys is kind of nostalgic. We make toys for children and that bring them so much happiness, we're like Santa Clause but a building.

Owning a manufacturing company at 25 is very successful, most people at this age still acts like a teenager. Maybe giving birth early made me think maturely and his name is Eros and just by his name he's the love of my life. He is the heart and soul of this company, if it weren't for him then I wouldn't be here. Leaving his father was a big challenge to me but it was for the best and I don't hope on seeing him again, I am contented with my life alone with Eros. Eros is only 5 and his blue eyes tell me otherwise that this world is less cruel. He's very jolly, outgoing and very understanding.

Then there's a sudden knock on my door.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Mommy!" An enthusiastic Eros came in my office and extended his arms open wide for me.

"Eros!" I hugged him and he giggled. "How's school?"

"It's been great Mommy. I made friends and His name is Nathan, He's a... A good friend." he said, "I gave him Cookies and he gave me strawberry juice."

"Well it seems to me both of you are going to be best of friends." I pinched the top of his nose.

"And oh!" He jumped, "I also have 3 stars, Mommy." He showed me his forearm where the 3 stars sat.

"Yay!" I clapped, "I am so proud of my little Eros. You made mommy happy, I love you so much." I kiss his cute cheeks. "Now, Mommy have some work to do. You can play here in my office but don't distract mommy when I'm in a call, okay?" And he nodded, "And if you need anything or buy anything just ask me, okay?"

He nodded and said, "Okay, Mommy.

Seeing Eros playing inside my office just reminds me of my downsyndrom brother.

~Flashback~

I was in my room when I heard my Mom and Dad yelling downstairs and I can also hear my brother Dustine crying. I'm such a coward to hide in the attic and I'm too tired to separate my Mom and Dad, I might just get punch in the face or get thrown by a plate like the last time. I'm tired of listening to their argument day by day, night by night and I'm so tired of stopping them and there is no use. Covering my ears won't help either, just listening to their heavy voices makes me feel weary.

Broken glasses and nonstop shouting roared downstairs and it made my skin crawl. They always fight especially when Dad come home drunk. I don't care what my neighbors think anymore, I don't care if they switched their light on when my parents starts yelling at each other, I don't care if they peek through their courtains anymore, I stopped caring years ago.

I tried to help my parents but it wasn't enough and I had enough. I almost died, when my dad tried to choke me when I grab his liquor, I was about to get punch by the face but Mom pulled me away and she gets punched instead. I'm tried to help my Mom but she's very stubborn, I always told her to file a report for abuse, addiction with drugs and other vices but she loved Dad so much, she doesn't want our Father to rot in jail and to whatever bullshit love she claim.

Love; throwing plates, shattering glasses, shouting, punching, and abusing.

Yes, that was my definition of love since that's what I always saw. Both of them are animals, They've been like this for years and things still haven't change. I feel like a fool, watching them, guiding them every step of the way but there were no process at all even just a tiny bit. I got tired and let them be, I don't even know what's the reason why they always on a goddamn fight.

I heard a knock below and because of my heavy thoughts almost forgot that I was in the attic, "Kathy?" It was Dustine.

"Dustine," I gently open the door and his eyes was swollen red from crying, opening my arm gently and let him hug me.

"Kathy," Dustine's voice broke into sobbed and I heard harsh words coming out of our parents mouth downstairs and closed the door immediately. Ever since my parents started fighting, I decided to make my room in the attic since it is very quite and I can easily escape through the window.

My tears started to pool in my eyes and I feel a big lump on my throat and my heart feels heavy every single night. "Shh, it's okay. Everything's gonna be okay." I comforted him and gently patting his head.

"I wanna run away." Dustine mumble and that made me worry.

"Buddy, we both do." I sighed and close my eyes, "Listen... How about we head outside after midnight and walk around the town?" My brother has down syndrome and I don't want him to think of running away because there is a high possibly that he will do it.

"Really?" Dustine said, sounded a little excited.

"Of course, I'll treat you ice cream and burger, would you love that?" I asked.

"Yes!" Dustine jumped and seem more excited, already forgetting what was happening below.

~End of flashback~