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Heres be chap 7!
Chapter 7
Remember when I didn't do the dishes when Carlos and I finished eating breakfast? I figured I'd do them when I have time. Well when he and I got home things didn't go over so well.
Carlos and I walked in the front door around 12:30pm just in time for lunch to be served. We both took off our shoes and Carlos placed the kite by the stairs, so he won't forget to bring it up to his room. After that we both walked into the kitchen, Carlos first then I was following close behind him.
No sign of my mother and no sign of lunch being served either. Hum what's going on? I guess I have to make food for Carlos and I...again.
He made his way to his usual seat with a slumped posture.
"Yo, Carlo!" He looked up from the kitchen table. "What do you want for lunch bud?"
"Can we have grilled cheese please Tana?" That was another favourite for him.
"Yeah I think I can manage that, do you want pickles on the side too?" I suggested to him.
"Um, yeah sure." He said
With that I got out the loaf of bread, margarine, sliced cheese, pickles, and the grilled cheese maker.
I started buttering the first sandwich and then he spoke again.
"Where do you think mom is?" His voice was genuinely sad at this point.
I turned to face Carlos because he deserved a truthful answer.
"I'm not sure bro," I honestly didn't know where she was; she always made lunch at 12:30pm on weekends when she was home. "Maybe she got called into work?"I suggested because that's where I hoped she was.
"Okay..." I felt bad he was truly upset Madre wasn't home when we came home.
"It's alright Carlos she will come home don't worry."I tried to make my voice as convincing as I could.
I continued to make the grilled cheeses. I finished Carlos's in a few minutes and handed him the sandwich with the pickles on the side.
I suddenly lost my appetite because my head was in overdrive from thinking too much. So I just put the food and everything else back to where it belongs and sat at the table watching Carlos.
I wanted to keep his mind off of my mom not being here so I asked him, "What do you want to do after you finish eating?"
He took a few seconds to think about my question and then he finally spoke. "Do you want to maybe play some video games with me?" He was crushed, so I couldn't say no.
"Yeah sure, I'll go get it set up okay?" I got up and headed for the living room to get the system ready for us to play.
He finished his sandwich and came into the living room where I was waiting for him.
"Ready to get beaten Carlos?" I tried to make him smile but it didn't work. He just nodded. This is unlike him, he always liked a challenge.
We sat and played for what it feels like mere minutes when it was actually 3 hours later. Time sure does fly by when you're having fun...
My mother just walked through the door from god knows where.
Carlos got up from the couch and ran to our mother. She just stood there when he tried to hug her. I'm observing this from the living room. What the fuck is wrong with her?
"Go back and play your game Carlos." She patted him on the head; her tone was sharp, stern and slightly slurred.
"Okay Madre, I'm glad your home, we missed you." She flinched at that.
Carlos came back into the living room and resumed our game. We played for a little longer when I heard my mom in the kitchen crashing around dishes.
"Hey buddy, I'm going to go and talk to mom. You keep playing, okay?" I said in a whisper so he could only here me.
"Okay." He was too involved in his game to say anything otherwise.
I walked into the kitchen where my mother was and she was just standing there looking at all the dishes in the sink.
Crap.
"Did you really think I was going to clean this up Santana?" She sounded annoyed with her back still turned to me facing the sink.
"No, absolutely not, this is my mess and Ill clean it up."I really didn't want to piss her off anymore than she already was.
"Why did you leave it? When were you going to clean this mess up exactly?" Wholly shit mom relax, I just said I was going to clean it up. End of story.
"When I had enough time to do them, that's when I was going to clean it up exactly." Yeah I mocked her but she was being a bitch about it.
She turned and looked at me dead in the eyes, and I just stared right back. I'm not going to back down because she thinks her glare is intimidating.
"I see. Why didn't you do them after you finished using them?"She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Because someone had to take care of Carlos and entertain him." There is no holding back now.
"Is that what this is really about Santana," She paused and continued. "Carlos."When she said his name she raised one of her eyebrows.
"What do you honestly think Madre; you never spend any time with him anymore. He had to come and wake me up this morning because you didn't want to take him to the park, you totally ignored him. It's bad enough he only has 1 parent so when you ignore him he feels like doesn't have any at all, just an older sister that is willing to do anything for him." I took a breath in and continued. "Now tell me, what is that about?"
She was kinda speechless but she always has to have the last word in an argument. Well she tries anyways.
My mother was swaying in the kitchen like she couldn't hold her own. Is she drunk?
"I was just busy this morning and I didn't have time to go to the park." I can tell she was uncertain with her answer. So I called her bluff.
"Bull fuckin shit mom." This was the last straw. "A parent is supposed to drop anything and everything just to make their child happy and spend every waking moment with them." I raised my voice a little louder than normal.
Carlos wondered into the kitchen to see what the arguing was all about.
"What's going on in here?" He was curious on why we were yelling.
"Go back in the living room bud I'll be right there, okay."
"You sure Tana?" he was so confused on what was going on between mom and I.
"Positive." And I shot him a smile. He made his way back into the living room and I heard the game resume.
She didn't say anything so I spoke up again.
"Just to let you know mom, a parent is something you are far from."I returned the raised eye brow gesture.
Her face was full of anger and disappointment.
Without even noticing my mom was stepping closer to me. Before I know it she is right in front of me. You can smell the alcohol on her breath. It's like seeping out of her pores for god sake. Yeah she is defiantly drunk.
She extended her right arm and slapped my face. My head just turned in the opposite direction.
That bitch, did she really just hit me? Who does she honestly think she is?
"Don't ever tell me I'm a bad parent!" She was furious now. The alcohol is now taking over her every move and actions.
I just laughed in her face. That made her face go redder.
"Okay mom." I just smiled and nodded. "So all good parents slap their children in their faces and go and get hammered in the middle of the day, right... Thanks for making that clear for me. I finally understand it now." Sarcasm was always a good friend to me.
"Yep, they sure do."
With that she slapped me again, harder this time. It's like she was beating a punching bag as hard as she could.
"You fucking bitch!"I started to back away because it wasn't right and frankly I just didn't want to get hit again. "I can't believe you hit me." I was in disbelief.
"Well would you look at that Santana I did." She said with a smirk on her face.
"What are you going to do, hit Carlos next," I took a breath to try and ignore the heat radiating from the hand print on my face. "Because that's what all the fan-fucking-tastic parents do now a days."
I thought to myself 'is this really just because I didn't do the dishes?'
She started to raise her hand again, I'm not letting his bitch hit me again. I raised my left arm and deflected her slap. Then I grabbed both of her wrists so she can't hit me.
I reversed her until her back reached the counter top and I said in a meaningful and threatening tone.
"You lay a hand on me or Carlos ever again," I tightened my grip on her wrist to show her I'm being 100% serious. "I will make sure you will go to jail and you will become someone's BITCH!" I spat the last word.
I felt satisfied with my doing and I loosed my grip on her and said "Do you understand me?"
She nodded horrified.
"Good, I'm glad we agree." I started to walk away and then I spoke up and said, "Oh ya, go have another drink, because you know that erases all the problems in the world. Doesn't it mom." Then I walked away into the living room to get Carlos.
"Come on bud, we are going out." I was being short because I just wanted to get out of here.
"But-"
I cut him off, grabbed his hand and hurried to the front door.
"Put on your shoes Carlos." He was just looking up at me, "Now."
He obeyed my demand and we walked out the door. I had my key with me, some money, and I grabbed a sweater for him just in case he got cold.
I had no idea where we were headed, but I knew we needed to get out for a little while.
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Carlos and I have been walking around for a long time I didn't know where to go. We went up and down streets, around different blocks and to all the parks we knew.
I took him to a corner store to grab a bag of chips and a chocolate bar just in case he got hungry.
Carlos and I kept on walking, and we ended up at our favourite place.
He and I discovered this place when we went for a walk through the forest one time and it's been our spot ever since.
It was about 300 meters into the forest over the creak and under a bridge. No one knows of this place, you have to walk through a few dead trees that have fallen down from storms that have never been disposed of. Beyond those trees is this hushed clearing. The only thing that you can hear is the wind whipping over the hills and through the massive trees.
It was the most breath taking experience ever; nothing to worry about and most importantly no one to answer to just me and Carlos sitting on this boulder that we carved our names into.
Where he sits it says 'Carlo the little bro' and where I sit it says 'Tana the big banana'. We used a stone to carve our names into the boulder, Carlos wrote mine and I wrote his. Clearly he was more creative than me.
We took our usual seats and we just gazed at this beautiful horizon while the sun was starting to set.
There has always been something about sunsets for me. I've always been drawn to them, the way they illuminate the sky with such vibrant colours. The way the clouds look when the sun lights them up. The way it disappears so calmly with no hesitation because it will come back tomorrow and the more days to come.
There were no words spoken until the sun was fully settled into the horizon.
It will always be remarkable for me to watch, no 2 sunsets are ever the same, and they are all different and authentic in their own way.
I wouldn't want anyone else with me sharing this moment besides Carlos.
He exhaled a pleased sigh and turned to put his head on my shoulder.
Man I love my brother.
"Beautiful huh?" My voice was low almost close to a whisper.
He stalled for a little while and then said, "More than you know, more than you know Tana."
All I could do was smile at his response; I guess my love for sunsets was passed along to him somewhere between coming here the first time and till now.
"Ready to go?" I stood up and gestured for him to get up as well. "It's getting a little cold, here put on your sweater." I handed him the sweater I grabbed before I left.
"Yeah, but where are we going to go? Are we going back home?" He had a little bit of excitement in his voice. But I knew we couldn't go back home right now.
"Not yet bud, I need to talk to a few people first. Is that okay with you?" I said as we are exiting the clearing.
"If you say so sis,"
We left just a little after 7:30pm and we are on the road again headed somewhere where I thought was safe for both of us.
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