A Promise to Keep by The Creepy-Psycho-Loner
Disclaimer: All characters, Places, etcetera are not owned by me. I simply do the plot.
I look up from the computer screen
as I hear a distressed yet muffled scream.
I stand up from my old swivel chair
and begin my decent up the stairs.
I knew Friday Night Fright Fest wasn't the best
because, from experience, it gave Mikey everything but rest.
I gently knock on his closed door
and hear his footsteps going across the floor.
He opens it, I walk in, sit on his bed, and get ready
to recite the consolation speech I have prepared already.
To tell him that monsters really don't exist,
and to argue when he still wants to insist.
When he looks unsure- unconvinced,
I know I have to use my last line of defense.
I tell him I'd always protect him and he beams at this.
His baby blue eyes sparkle "Donnie, you promise?"
I know promises are meant to be kept
but I never thought about them in depth.
I know if I break them,
I break him.
I know if I keep it like the others
it strengthens the relationship between us brothers.
Promises are a peace of mind for us
to show us who and who not to trust.
A broken promise is a taboo.
It's meant to be kept, that's the universal rule.
My heart suddenly strengthens-
With a lot of protective determination.
For I have the most beautiful job, you see.
I am the host of a promise to keep.
"Yes. I promise you, Mikey."
Indeed, I have an important promise to keep.
