Chapter Two: A Chance Kazuya climbed out of the tub. He wrapped the towel around his waist and headed toward his room. The moaning went one forever. Kazuya just shut the door and layed across the bed. His hair was still wet so it soaked on his bed. At this moment, he was thinking of what he was going to do this weekend at his daddy's house. That place was the only place that gives Kazuya a peace of mind. He sat up in his bed after he heard is door knob twist. " W-Who is it? " he asked worried that it was Isamu. The door opened and it was his mother. " Time to eat hon " she said with a shake in her throat from the sex she had earlier. Umeko stopped caring about what happens to her son months ago. She had the smell of smoke in her clothes. Her hair was never done. Bags were around her eyes and her make-up was all off. Kazuya huffed at the image of his mother. She was once a beautiful woman. But now, she looked like a crack head hooker. Kazuya pulled his shirt over his head and pulled some pants on. He grabbed his backpack out of the closet, and put it on. He ran down stairs and saw his mother at the stove. " Good morning mommy! " his little voice said.