Later that day my mom came home and met my new friends, surprisingly she was fond of them especially Lucia, she couldn't stop interrogating her. Busy asking the poor girl what are her intentions with me, no matter how much and hard I tried to convince her that we are not dating but good friends.
She even invited them to stay over for dinner, I know you don't know this guys but my mom is really a bad cook so I am the person who does the cooking. You don't believe me? Next time if I stop around I'll invite you, anyway to continue with the story.
I'm not saying my mom is a bad cook just because I want to look awesome in your eyes, nah I'm already awesome to you and to others I'm great.
"Mom? Who's cooking dinner?" I asked with uncertainty.
"Why me of course silly" my mom goes to the kitchen.
"Guys I'm truly sorry for what you are going to go through, but in all it was nice knowing you two, and you'll be missed" i whispered to Lucia and Ron.
"Why are you saying that?" Lucia and Ron asked.
"I've already said too much" I put my hand on my mouth.
"Okay, dinner's ready" my mom carrying the food.
(Gulp)" Thanks mom" I said unconvincing.
As we all know both Lucia and Ron are food lovers, so they couldn't wait any longer to dig in, my mom gave them permission to do the honors and open the pot. Somehow Lucia became hesitant after seeing me looking at that pot with fear in my face... As if I'm waiting for something awfully scary to come out.
"You know what, Ron you do the honors" Lucia said.
"Don't mind if I do!" Ron sounding ecstatic.
When Ron open the pot lid, what he saw scarred him for life I'm certain, apparently my mom attempted to cook lasagna but instead I don't even know what to call it. It was so disgusting thick and wet at the same time, it was more like porridge or soup. For something fresh out of the stove it was still boiling, it's color was not lasagna color nor any normal food color this one was. Let me put it like this you know where pigs like to play... Yep, that color.
This sounds wrong coming from me, my mom's son but I think we all just saw a danger sign fly off the ceiling.
"Uh, i think I'm not that hungry anymore" Ron muttered.
Since I've known Ron I've never even one single day, time or night ever said he was not hungry. I think my mom broke Ron, Lucia and I couldn't believe what we heard we both thought he's truly broken. We could see from his eyes it was like he witnessed something he wasn't supposed to see, something not appropriate for human eyes. Poor guys was shaking.
"Pizza anyone?" I asked unsurely.
Lucia was now at the aid of Ron, I've never seen Ron look like that.
"Will he be, okay?" I asked.
Ron was traumatized and there was nothing we can do to help him, he can't unsee what he just saw, it was engraved into his mind. He was broken he even started to murmur on his own.
"I think it's better if I take him home" Lucia gets Ron off the chair.
I helped Lucia hold Ron to the door it was the least I could do, and before you judge me and call me names like I'm being unfair. Why am I leaving them by the door, well the answer is because. My mom ordered our driver to take them home so there wasn't much help I can contribute.
Let's say after two to three hours, Lucia and I were video chatting. I was lying in bed and the same as for Lucia, and no don't think dirty thoughts... But if this remain a secret between us. I was thinking the same thing you are right now heh, heh.
"How's Ron holding up?" I asked over the phone.
"Well he's still traumatized" Lucia shows me Ron, frozen and muttering something.
"Wow that bad, huh?" Speechless.
"I think we broke Ron" said Lucia.
"So in other words you mean my lunch is safe?" I joked.
"From Ron maybe but me I doubt it" Lucia smiles.
"Hey I'm sorry about today, I don't know what came over me" I showed remorse.
Lucia's face starts to change the spark in her eyes burn out, and her eyes fill with sadness and tears.
"Why did you do that? What are you not telling me?" Lucia's voice breaking.
"Look Stone I'd be lying if I said, I remember what happened before and after" I don't show eye contact.
"You scared me, and a part of me hates you right now" Lucia cries.
I watch her cry, again I felt so helpless I don't know what came over me but whatever that was it wasn't my doing. I watched as Lucia puts her phone down and cries herself to sleep.