Chapter II "The doubts of a child"

Tommy may have been small and quite smart for his age, although his circle of friends was quite small, in fact it was only reduced to Lyla and Phil, who was the son of Rumble and Poppy, and when Tommy introduced him to Lyla, the three became a close group of friends. They enjoyed playing among them in the forest, having a good time and enjoying childhood, but time passed and with that came the always complicated "school life".

Two years later…

Tommy, Phil and Lyla had entered school and were at recess right now. Frankly, Tommy did well in school, his favorite subjects were reading and sports, while Phil preferred mathematics and chemistry, and Lyla… well… let's say that she preferred the visual arts.

However, Tommy had moved away from his friends and had gone to the room where the psychologist who helped the children settled their personal and mental doubts. When he reached the door, he gave a few blows and in a few seconds the door opened.

The psychologist opened the door and looked at Tommy. -Oh, hi Tommy ¿what's up?-

-Hi, doc, can I come in? I need to clarify some doubts that I have and I believe that only you can help me.- Tommy was looking at the ground and entered without waiting for an answer.

The adult just watched as the little yordle came in and sat down quickly on the couch with one hand over the other. Sighing, the psychologist pulled up a chair and sat down next to the boy. -Well, tell me what happens to you Tommy.-

-Eh ... see doc, I don't have any troubles. The troubles are… with my parents.- Tommy didn't look at him.

-What about your parents?- He began jotting down the answers in a notebook.
Tommy sighed and hesitated a little, but he answered.

-Well ... I ... I think they're fighting between them.-

The psychologist looked at him in surprise. -Wait, are you telling me that you think your parents are fighting?-

The boy looked at him and nodded.

-And ... have you ever see them fight?-

Tommy nodded again.

-Could you tell me what happened?-

-Yeah, it's just ... well, it's kind of complicated to explain- Tommy waved his hands as he was trying to explain something and sighed. -Uff ... well, let's see what Morgan Freeman would say ... Oh yes! I remember now...-

Flashback in Tommy's P.O.V

One day my mom told me a story to fall asleep, however I woke up a few minutes later and was a little thirsty so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. However when I came back I realized that the door of my parents' room was closed, so I looked through the knob and then there they were. My mom and dad were fighting! Can you believe it? They were without any clothes, completely naked and making some very strange movements. Eh… then, both my mom and my dad began to scream very loud, especially my mom.

End of the flashback

Tommy looked back at the psychologist, who was wide-eyed for everything he had heard. -And ... you wanna know something doc? I think my mom liked being beaten, because she talked like this.- Tommy cleared his throat and tried his best to make a female voice. -Yes! Yes! Faster! Faster! Oh!- But in that moment, the psychologist put his hand on his mouth, which made him remain silent.

-Eh… Tommy? Why do not we talk about that later? The recess will end soon and you should be ready to go to class.-

-Sure doc, thanks for everything.- Tommy jumped off the couch and left the room.

The psychologist sighed. -Ugh... I think that child grows up very fast...-

As he walked down the hallway, Tommy was carrying a hand on his small chin. - Why my mom and dad like to fight so much? I can't understand, they always told me that fighting is wrong...- But his thoughts were interrupted when he saw his friend Lyla surrounded by other yordles, apparently she was a victim of bullying by others because of their appearance and her innocent attitude…

But that was going to end... for good the good way or the bad way...

-Hey!- Tommy approached the group and stepped in front of Lyla. -Leave her alone.-

-Stay in your affairs jackass!- Replied one who was apparently the leader of the bullies.

-I said... leave her alone...- Tommy did not hesitate and stood firm defending his friend.

-But who this guy think he is?- The bully looked at his group, opening his arms mockingly, but when he turned around, he noticed that Tommy was facing him with a frown.

-Someone who doesn't like bullies... so you better stop your bullshit or you will have to find a new set of teeth.- Tommy raised his fist threateningly and the other stepped back seeking shelter among his friends.

-Get him guys!- The infamous leader ordered the group to attack the little yordle, but no one obeyed him. -Guys?-

All his cronies were frightened and one came close and whispered to his ear. -I would not mess with him boss. He is the son of Teemo and Tristana...-

The bully looked at Tommy with his eyes wide open in surprise. He could see it ... he saw the same fervor as his legendary parents in that boy's eyes. He knew he would not back down and looked at his group of friends.

-Let's go guys, let's not waste our time.- And without saying anything more the group left out cowardly.

Tommy looked at Lila. -Are you ok Lyla?-

She hugged him instantly. -Yes ... thank you so much Tommy.- Lyla struggled to hold back her tears.

-It was nothing, Lyla. You know that is what friends are for, to take care of each other.- He returned the embrace with pleasure and when they separated Phil had left the bathroom.

-Hey guys, did I miss something?-

"Not much Phil. Just a little friendly group therapy…- Everyone laughed at Tommy's comment and prepared to go back to class.