"Wake up." A lovely voice rang in my ear multiple times while shaking me gently repeatedly.
I open my eyes, rubbing my eyes. I was picking up my daddy's arms, wearing a sweater and big shorts and socks with a cartonic bag and a beanie cap covering my ears and head—this clothing was too luxurious for me—I never did anything like this.
"You finally wake up. Let's go mommy is waiting for you to wake up."
"Mommy…"
"Yup, mommy."
I smile and start rubbing my palms together to gain warmth. My palms were cold as ice and rough.
Daddy glanced at me and grabbed a pair of gloves from his bag and handed it to me, "Wear it. It makes it warm."
Without any argument, I wear it. And start admiring them—amused. Wow! It's cool.
Finally i look around—daddy and i was in the big hall type room, so spacy with a big window in the front—i can even see other bull-ding from here. Where am I? The bed is so large that four people can fit easily and in the corner there was something where the heat was producing.
I point at the box which I find amusing, "What is it, daddy?"
Daddy said, "A heather. It produces heat. You can sense it, it warms in here."
I grin with shock, my eyebrow lift and corner of my lips twitching, "A he—ter?" I tilt my head. "Why don't we have one? In our home."
Daddy stroked his neck, "Ah~! Because… because…. It's expensive."
"Expensive?" He explained. "Yeah it needs more money to purchase it." I argue back, "But it's nice. You can buy it for me, please."
In the last, I end up pleading;
"Sigh! Oh my god you are too much." His mood swings again. "When I said no it meant no. You and your mother are the same. I am getting tired of raising both kids at the same time."
"Mommy and I are the same??" I said with more happiness and shocked at the same, melting my daddy's anger quickly.
"Yeah. You know when you weren't even born. She was rude and always curious, talks back if she feels uncomfortable or curious and she's like debating, literally on any topic."
I looked up at daddy and daddy said, "I always tease her and call 'speaker start again' and she beat me to pulp. What those days were…"
He smiled so I smiled too.
Our conversion ended after fifteen minutes.
Daddy mumbled, his face red and carried a bright smile, "That's how I met your mommy."
My mouth was open in thoughts like beautiful love would be to change a wild animal to a human. I also want to face that same love how my daddy feels for mommy and how my mommy feels for daddy. Huh… can I even get it??
The question ends up in question marks, filling the room of his head becoming sad again—can someone take me out from my loneliness and talk with me, care for me and make love to me. This time they love me for real, not an act.
"Daddy, where are we?" I asked, staring at my gloves and my backpack with passion in my eyes.
My daddy tilted his head up sideward, looking confused. His face was filled with amusement, he lowered his head and stared at my soul and said, "Hm… interesting where are we?? Guess."
"How would I know where I am daddy?"
I muttered and stared at daddy's eyes while my curiosity sky rocket, I clutched his shirts and said, "Tell me… I am becoming impatient."
Daddy fixed me on his shoulder to make himself comfortable and give a bitter smile but his smile seemed different from the lovely one, a lot more like the opposite.
"You are gonna find out anyway."
Daddy said and started walking, opened the door and took the lift. In the lower floor at the parking lot, mommy was standing there, scrolling her phone and sipping her juice with her straw.
Daddy waved his hand toward my mommy with a wide grin, his eyes widened with excitement "Honey, we are here. Let's go and settle everything for all."
A smirk played on his lips as he grabbed my mommy hand and dragged her toward the car without the mommy consent.
"Don't drag me like I don't know what I need."
Mommy escaped from my daddy's grip and her expression annoyed and red because of the anger. Her eyes finally landed on me. Her eyes widened in a mili second and jawn dropped.
She fixed her glasses and said, "Why is he dragged like that? It's upsetting my stomach."
"Oh~ honey please." Daddy became deep and his eyes red, "don't ruin my mood, today's a special day."
My daddy opens the car's door and tosses me into it before closing it;
My expression was terrible and feeling deja vu like something is coming and it's definitely bad but a kid like me even knows what I can do.
That time I was powerless and clueless, not knowing anything after that I just followed my mommy and daddy order like a puppet.
After that what happened I don't want to recall.
I heard in the past that 'we are gonna get rid of that thing, honey. So stop being dramatic.'as he said he slammed the car gate into my face.
I flinched and clutched my sitebelt with fear.
I look at my daddy and mommy augmenting from the side window.
They get in the car while daddy is sitting in the driver's seat and mommy on the side, her face is red means the argument has not been resolved yet.
My mommy looked at me, her gaze was heavy and scary but it was different from usual like filled with empathy or flicker of love in it—strange right.
Then mommy shifted her gaze toward daddy and she clutched the cloth to her chest. Her face was pale and filled with fear as she said, "We can't do it. I know we want peace and I know you are struggling to keep both of us living but… honey it's wrong. Though he's just a kid it's wrong. It is the most ridiculous idea you can ever come up with."
My mommy glanced at me once and went back to daddy, "He's our kid."
My daddy looked at her, his eyebrows twitching. He tightened his grip on the wheel.
"I know but he's on our way. You see how our relationship is getting worse. We always start with his topic and end in arguments and it is really messing with my mind."
"But… honey"
"No buts. Stop it, my decision is final and end. Now shut up."
Mommy goes silent.
I, in the back, confused what is going on. Why get rid and I feel like it's about me. Get rid of me what it means.
After the silence and peace we finally arrive at the end.
Goodbye thing.
TO BE CONTINUED.