Disclaimer: I do not own, in any way, shape, or form, the game Latale and its content. :P
AN: After this Chapter, they will get longer. I promise :)
Running was all we knew back then. Aden was too young to remember the reason why we ran and kept on running, but I did. I was old enough to remember Mom screaming at me to take Aden and run. Old enough to know that running meant life. Old enough to know that if we did run, we would never see her again. When I ran, with Aden in tow, it was a unspoken promise between me and our Mom. I would protect my little brother at all costs. No matter what. Nothing else mattered.
Eating ramen I managed to get from the local Seven-Eleven, me and Aden sat at the table. After a long days unpacking, it was good to just sit down. But there was a rather odd air of awkwardness around the table. Aden hadn't touched his food, and was looking at the contents of the bowl with disinterest, playing with it.
Not one for awkward moments, I tried to bring in some form of conversation. "Well. We have a lot to do this week," I said in a fake cheery voice,"Have to complete registration at the town hall to finalize our move. Also need to go get you and myself registered at school that starts in a few months. And an empty fridge doesn't fill it's self you know."
All that was stated was meet in silence and the mushing of food. Chewing the inside of my mouth I looked down at my own ramen, trying to find something to say. "Well...well hey! Speaking of school, I hear that this place has some great classes for an up and coming future Engineer. You've always liked that kind of thing, and the places we've been to never had any. So that's good right?"
Silence.
Scratching my head I looked around, "Umm...well...Grams was kind enough to find me a job at the local Cafe. Wish she didn't though. I really would like to try that myself. Get a fell for it you know. But her heart's in the right-"
"I hate this place" Aden cut me off with a whisper. Still looking at his food with the same disinterest as before.
Shutting up, I looked at Aden, finally understanding whats going on. "You always say that," I whispered right back, "you never give any place a chance."
"Why bother," Aden spat,"we always end up leaving anyways. What's the point of settling in, getting to know people, when the next day we're leaving like we were never even there. What makes this place any different, huh?"
Sighing, I swiped a hand through my hair, saying, "Because I promise you that this place is different. We won't need to run this time."
Looking off to the side with a sour look, Aden whispered, "That's what you always say." At a loss for words, I tried to find the right things to say. But what Aden said next stopped me in my tracks. "I wish mom were here," whispered so softly you had to strain hard to hear him speak. Putting my attention back to my food, I found myself unable to say anything ice breaking.
Thinking through memories left best forgotten, I whispered right back in the same volume, "me too." The rest of the night was spent in silence, as all the lights were turned out and everyone was getting ready for the next day in Elias.
