Bless woke up very early in the morning, looking all happy and satisfied. For the first time in long time, he felt peace and no longer experienced nightmares. All he could hear was the melodious humming of spirit beasts, calming his spirit.
Rolling out of the bed, he gently climbed down, and changed the sheets. Smiling to himself, he went to do the dishes, when he saw his father in the kitchen, having a phone conversation, with some one. He quickly paused on his tracks and hid behind the nearest wall, listening to the conversation.
A part of him told him to listen, to pay attention to what his father had to say. All he could make out was...
"Haven't I told you to stop calling me at this hour?. What's your problem Natasha?". He yelled with his eyes darting left and right, keeping his voice low as possible.
" Whatever it's, I promised you, that I will be coming over to New York, to live permanently with you, after I might have divorced that scum". He rolled his eyes.
Bless's head was spinning, he couldn't believe what he heard. What was happening?. His heart was beating faster than usual, what he heard about his mother?. Divorce???. No. No. It's just not happening.
" Give me one more month, so as to divorce her. I promise you that I will come to you and marry you, I promise. Of course, don't worry". He reassured, still on the look for any one who might be eavesdropping.
Bless couldn't hear anymore, he swiftly walked right out of corridor and headed towards his room, he tried processing what he heard, but just couldn't make sense out of it. Divorce?. The whole thing seemed like a dream to him.
" No. No .. is it really true?. That father wants to divorce mother?. This can't be true, it's just a dream!.". He shook his head, trying to distort the conversation he heard, but he heard right.
His father was cheating on his mother. He thought of possible reasons why his father had to cheat on his mother, but couldn't come with any. His mother was perfect in all way. In beauty, she was a goddess. Her
beauty was in comparable.
But then, he had to wonder why, his father of all people would decide to divorce his wife?. What about him, didn't think about him for once?...
Wiping his tears , he headed back to the kitchen to do the dishes, but melt his parents kissing and muttering sweet nothings to themselves. His throat suddenly went dry as he thought of what he heard, before. He muttered a greeting and walked past them.
His mother caught sight of him, and called him back.
" Bia, bia bia( Come here), so you don't know how to properly greet your parents, or Is it that you have forgotten how to greet abi?". Bless sluggishly came over, trying as much as possible to avoid eye contact.
He swallowed hard, and in a firm voice, he greeted" Good morning mom, good morning dad". He spoke.
As he proceeded to leave, he heard his father's voice once again. " What's up with you, boy eh?. Tell me!. Since I came back, you have been acting all worked up, are you sure, you are alright?". He asked in a concerned tone.
Bless felt disgusted, with what he heard. Concerned?. He scoffed, turning back to look at his father.
" Nothing is wrong with me, I'm fine". His tone a bit irritated.
" But, you don't sound like it, Blessed?. Are you okay?". He asked again.
He shut his eyes, trying to remain as respectful as possible.
" I said, I'm fine, father, or do you think that something is wrong?". He bravenly asked.
His father was shocked at the question, he wanted to say something, but shook his head.
" Then, nothing is wrong with me, trust me, if you don't mind, I would love to go back to the kitchen and do the dishes". He spoke heading out to do the kitchen.
" Something is definitely wrong with that boy, he's changing or haven't you noticed yet?".
He shrugged his shoulders, brushing off the locks that fell on her face. " You know teenagers, and the way they behave, perhaps, he is just undergoing some changes, trust me, nothing to fret about ". He assured.
Even though, she felt that something was eating her son up,and Bless was not being honest at all. However, her husband was right about something, he's a teenager, and probably undergoing some changes,with time, he will be better.
Bless tried as much as possible, not to go back and lash at his father, but he held his peace, trying so hard to maintain calmness, despite the storms of conflicting emotions that swirled around him. He clenched his fist, as his soul magic circled it, wanting to unleash itself.
He took a deep breath, and everything vanished into the air. He took his shower and prepared right for school.
His mother made his favorite meal, and Bless sat at the dinning table, enjoying his breakfast, without uttering any word.
" So, do you like it?. I made sure it is well creamed and less sugar". She asked hoping to get a meaningful reply from him.
Bless nodded, and quickly grabbed a few more bites, from the pancakes, wiping his mouth, and pressed a kiss to his mother's cheeks, which she was so shocked by his boldness. His father kept staring at him, unsure of what to say.
Picking up his backpack, he bade goodbye to his mom, whom called after him, making him pause on his track.
" What about your father?. Aren't you going to say anything to him. Like dad I love you, and I will miss you". She asked.
Bless raised a brow and shrugged his shoulders, indifferently ." As far as I know, he's not a fan of hugs and kisses". And with that he shut the door right on their faces.
His mother opened her mouth, to say something, but quickly shut it. Bless was acting strange and worked up, where was her shy and timid child, that was so obedient?. Come what may, she made up her mind to confront him, when he comes back from school.