(Note: This chapter is a bit different, you will see why. It will be written from character perspective, not by narrator.)
"Hey mom, can we get KFC?" I asked with adorable puppy eyes.
"Whats that, *****?" Mom replied, curious.
"Kentucky Folded Cow" I answered, as if it was something obvious.
"Sure, we can get KFC." Mom said while smiling, but something was off with her smile. I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was though.
Her sweet eyes as she was caressing me, her silky hair. I loved my mom. She was the best.
"*****, We are going now. Get ready, put your shoes on. Its summer, so you don't need any jacket or anything."
After a 20 minute drive, we arrived at the KFC restuarant. "What do you want, my dear?" She said with a smooth and soft voice, that made me feel happy and comforted. I looked at the menu and instantly knew what I wanted.
"Mom, I wanna get the Cow Popcorn Balls" I said. The naming was a bit weird, but I was a 6 year old child and didnt think of it back then.
"What is Mom gonna have?" I asked curiously.
"I think Mom is gonna have the Double Fold Cow Burger." Mom ordered our meals and the arrived shortly after.
We sat and ate the lovely food, which Mom seemed to really enjoy. We talked and laughed for quite a while, and we had fun.
"Can we pleaseeeeee get ice cream as well Mom?" I was practically begging.
"Of course we can get ice cream, go and pick ice cream for us, *****, you can surprise me with a flavor.
This was a restuarant where you paid after eating there, so it was easy for me to go and pick out some ice cream. For myself i got Strawberry flavour, and for my mother i got chocolate flavour. We both really enjoyed the ice cream and laughed more as we messed everywhere and what not.
I think we spent over an hour there, easily.
In the time we spent we had so much fun. It was the best, awesome is one way to put it.
Mom paid the check and we went back to the car. I was holding my mom's hand. It was nice and warm, and felt like silk. On the drive back home we talked a bit as well.
"Mom, we should do things like this more often! I had so much fun today! And you looked like you enjoyed yourself as well! Thanks so much for agreeing to go to KFC!"
She chuckles and says: "You aren't wrong, we should do these kind of things more often. You know how our financial situation is right now. We aren't poor or anything, but we are on the boundary between poor and doing fine. We don't have enough money to be doing fun things like these all the time. But i will try to figure something out, as I really did have fun today. And your welcome."
We arrived at the parking lot, and I stepped out of the car.
"Alright dear, I'm heading out agian. I will be back within an hour or two, darling. Love you lots. Be good, *****, yeah? You know the code to our house, so you can get in. You know the drill, dont let strangers in, and " She gave me a kiss one the forhead and hugged me tightly. Her voice cracked slightly at the end of the sentence. Something wasn't right, but I ignored it and waved goodbye. I shouldn't have ignored the feeling. I wish I had done something, said something. Anything. What a cliche.
I started crying. It had been a whole day and she wasn't back. And thats when it happened.
I remember blacking out. When I came to I was in the same position, but everything was broken, demolished. The year was 2379, and yet they still haven't come up with a solution for parents abandoning children. As i looked around the house, the things that were broken the worst was every photo that has my mother in it. They were broken beyond recognition. Shattered into the smallest pieces I had ever seen. At this point I was just roaming the house confused as to what happened, had i fallen asleep and someone came in? I doubt it, it didn't seem likely. Nothing would be the same anymore, I didn't like this area that much anyway, so hopefully i would get to live somewhere else. So that was a positive thing. Not much could be positive in a situation like this. All my memories of me and my mother, everything we did together. We were so happy together. How could she?
I had known here my whole life, just for her to betray me and leave me in the dust.
I felt a swarm of emotions. Anger, rage, envy, sadness. Envious of whatever she was willing to leave me for. Angry at her for leaving her own son. Rage at myself for ever believing she ever cared.
So what was i gonna do about it? I was gonna grow up, get a job and find her one day. Show her that I'm just fine without her, that i don't need her. I want to tell her a piece of my mind. And this is when I made my resolve.
I went and drank water, and went back into the same position i was in. Sitting on the middle of the couch with my knees up and my elbows on my knees, with my face down crying.
A day later the cops arrived at my house and they were at the least said shocked, at the destruction in the house, and at me who was sitting alone on the couch crying.
"Hey you, kid, whats your name?"
"My name is..." I said but stopped before i finished the sentence.
"Pardon?" The man simply said.
"My name.. Is Ihasa Kento" I quietly said.