PK Sync, Green TeaNinten's POVI had finished the essay for my Tech Class and closed my laptop, finishing a plate of food that tasted like it was sent straight from god himself and given to be by the sexiest angel I've ever seen. I slid out of the seat of the booth, grabbing my stuff and waving goodbye to a pair of friendly faces that I've known for three months now.
Finally arriving home, I closed the door that lead to my family's restaurant and walked up a shorter flight of stairs which had led to my room. As soon as I entered, I placed my things upon a small desk i have and plopped onto my space themed bed, soon noticing my two younger sisters poking their heads into my room.
"Big brother, is everything okay?" Started Minnie.
"You've been leaving a lot lately whenever papa shows up.. Especially after your shift.." Mimmie chimed in. The feeling of guilt had started to grow from the pits of my stomach had crawled its way up to my chest, slightly poking at my heart. I had to tell them. "Close the door behind you." I said.
They nodded and entered my room, one of them closing the door. They then climbed onto the edge of my bed and sat there, waiting for answers. I inhaled deeply and began to speak.
"I leave because me and papa don't get along anymore. He choked mama just a few months ago, which nearly killed her." the expressions showed worry, fear, and frustration, the same emotiobs i felt on that day. I placed my hands on their shoulders and looked at both of them in the eyes. "I don't want or need you two or abuela involved at all. It's bad enough when he had forgotten about me after I had left the boyscouts when I was 13."
If i spoke anymore, i would start to choke on my words. Already feeling tears swell up in my eyes, I blinked them away and did my best to steady my breaths. Upon seeing this, my little sisters had hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arms around both of them which had caused a gentle smile to overcome my frown.
"We understand, big brother.. Mama and Grandma will take care of us.." They said as they raised their gaze towards mine.
"Yeah.. They will.. They will.."
Later within the evening, Grandma Maria was in the kitchen cooking dinner and my younger sisters were at the table doing little arts and crafts with Mama. I sat in the living room at a window space that was turned into a seat. I occasionally looked out through the window but mainly focused on my laptop with a pair of alien themed headphones that I had recieved for my 16th birthday placed on my head. While playing some Mystery Skulls in the neat headset, I was chatting with Ness, Lucas, Claus and a couple of other friends who we sit with on campus. In the midst of this well-deserved, long-awaited peace that this family had been in desperate need of, a loud slam of the door had erupted in the room, revealing the man I dreaded and loathed standing inside. And for some reason, angerier than any of us had seen him. I glanced at my sisters and gestured towards their room, almost as if sending a telepathic message to them. Good thing they've got the message and scurried to their room. I paused my music and closed the laptop, while moving my headphones down to my neck. This wasn't going to end well..
"You called the cops on me? Have you lost your damned mind!?" Yelled my "father" towards my mother as she attempted to hold her ground.
"You have a terrible drinking habit and you neglect the children! The kids dont need a father like this!" She protested.
"Nonsense, I have no drinking habit!"
"You spend more time drinking with your coworkers than you do with your kids at home!"
The argument began to escalate much quicker as the man towered over my mother, fueled with anger. Upon watching it play out, something was said that stopped my heart from beating:
"...that boy means nothing to me.."
That phrase that had left my so-called "father's" mouth struck multiple nerves at once. That phrase was a stab in the heart. That fucking sentence was a ripping out of a heart and being left there to rot in the ground. Hearing it ring through my head over and over has triggered if not awakened something in me. I was filled with bitter emotions, it hurt.. This alcoholic bastard who was claimed to be my father stated that I meant nothing to him. Unconsciously, I was walking towards him with a defeated look upon my face, unsure of what to do.
"'I mean nothing to you'...?" I unknowingly repeated his words, still staring directly at him. I then felt something in my chest spread throughout my body, feeling it furiously burn inside.
"I mean nothing to you?! How could you actually say that with your mouth about your only son?! Ever since abuelo died you've been treating us like shit on the side of the road!"
"Hijo, calm down--" I had cut her off, becoming more and more agitated.
"Seven years. For seven fucking years, you've neglected me and my little sisters.." A pixelated green aura began to surround my body, brightening with every swear and curse that left my mouth. "The hell happened?! Is it because I finished everything you wanted me to do? You have no use for me anymore? Is that it?"
The larger male's face turned pale as he stared me down, almost trembling and remaining speechless.
"You never cared for us! Why even bother to live here if you dont love any of us! Do yourself a favor and get out of here." He tried to protest, however remaining awestruck and frightened as his colbalt orbs stared into my enraged cocoa ones. Choking on his words and most likely bot getting the message, I had cut him off as tears streamed down my face and my cheeks burned furiously.
"GET OUT!" I shouted through tears and as a bright green flash erupted from me. The flash knocked back the male out of the door forcefully, giving me an opportunity to slam it closed and grab my stuff and head to my room.
Later in the evening, abuela had knocked and opened my room door, causing me to look up from my lap and face her. She carried over a bowl of pork posole with a small ball of white rice and placed it on the nightstand where I had a UFO clock and she took a seat by me on my bed. She opened her arms to me and I immediately hugged her and resumed crying my eyes out with hoarse sobs escaping my throat. She responded with the same embrace when I was a little five year old: loving, warm, and comforting.
"I didn't know what happened.. I-I couldn't stop myself.. How did.. When was I.." I stammered between sobs and sniffles.
"You've reawoken up your powers, and learned something new." She petted my hair as she spoke.
"But.. I've never had this ability... It was just common defense and assist.."
"Oh, nieto, you always underestimate yourself. You've always been capable of learning something new."
"Really? I never knew.." I rested my head on her shoulder and wiped my eyes with my sleeve, feeling how red and puffy they were from crying.
"Your mother is speaking with the police and filing the papers. Me and her will be taking care of you and your sisters, as well as the restuarant." I shakily sighed in relief, my voice still a little sore.
"That's good.."
"Now eat up and get some rest, we'll need you to help out with happy hour tomorrow evening."
I nodded and began to eat the warm stew with the white rice, taking a spoonful before I spoke up again.
"Can I have some horchata later..?"
"Of course," she smiled as she made her way towards the door. "I'll go make some."
"Gracias, abuela.." I smiled back.
"De nada." She walked downstairs.
"You have reawakened your abilities and gained one of the most powerful variations of Offensive PSI. You and three others have these abilities, use them wisely.Welcome back, Ninten."
