Everything was beautiful that night. The sky was as clear as the spring water. The weather was so beautiful that we thought that we were not in the summer. I was sitting outside the house in our garden with my parents. We were having a nice chat after a delicious homemade crispy chicken with fries that my mom usually do. Everything was just perfect until my father received the unexpected call. The call that I wished my father didn’t receive. “Hello…what! What are you saying! Calm down I’m coming right away.” I was really nervous. I never saw my father very shocked liked that night. He immediately talked to my mom “ Come and get my clothes ready, I need to go now!” I knew that moment that my father wanted to tell my mom something that he didn’t want me to know about. When he was about to leave I stopped him “ Hey dad what is going on? Can I come with you?” “No! Just stay here and everything will be fine.” He refused to tell me, but I also refused to let him go without telling me. “But can you at least tell me what’s going on? I know that you were talking to my brother. Is he going to be fine?” “ Just go inside and I’ll talk to you later.” I went inside the house, and sat in the living room trying to let go, but I couldn’t. I knew that he talked to my mom while she was preparing his clothes, so I went to talk to her hoping that she will tell me.” Hey mom can I talk to you for a second?” when I saw her tears I got nervous.” Why are you crying? Is everything ok? Is my
“Dad!! Stop your hurting mom! Dad stop get off of her!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"No!" "We need to check in before we do anything!" My father yelled at us. "Wait here." He
“Uh, no, I guess not.” Denny gripped the phone tight enough to break it. “Why don’t you just tell me already.”
When my father had finally returned, happiness rose upon me like never before. Everything seemed ordinary, as he started to get better and
dad was so happy to see us. Then he asked if we wanted to go outside and play
“UGH!!! Dad that’s not important now!!” I said as I grabbed my coat and ran up the stairs.
He took a few short, heavy breaths looking around as if he was about to say something. He looked at me, and I smiled nervously. My dad half smiled back, and then started speaking.
“Come on, honey,” Dad said, pulling Mom away from me. “You’re scaring the poor boy.”
“Ok, mother!” but right as he was about to run out the door he asked,
“No just tell me? I need to know the whole truth. I don’t care if it’s bad.”
"Yes. Don 't worry, if you want him to hear, there are procedures that ca-"
“ Shut the hell up! Don’t you dare talk to your mother like that,” shrieked my father.
My lips press into a firm line as a negative thought crossed my mind, “Haha. Why didn’t you come earlier? You know my dad gets mad when people come over too late.” They just shrug it off and really say nothing. They beg me to ask my mom if I could come over. After a minute or two, I give in and ask.
The three candles had burned halfway and Su Zhe was completely asleep on the bed next to him. He 'd curled up naked in the fur while Su Zhe moved to dress and he began to regret his decision now, when his entire body was exposed to the chillier room. A half-emptied vial was left on the table near the bed, along with a now-dried towel.
I nodded. "I want to know what happened, I want to understand why he's not here anymore."