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Modern Period of The Walking Dead Game
High School AU
Chapter Twenty Eight: Love Ones
Mid October
"Hey, mom. I brought you flowers again." The tall boy set the flowers in the vase. He sat next to the woman with long straight blonde hair. She wore a pale peach gown. Every furniture in the room plus the walls were white.
The woman didn't flinch at all. Nor look at the boy.
Marlon reached for her hand. Sensing how cold the woman is compared to his warm hands. He covered her hand, transferring his heat to her.
"I forgot to mention that Rosie teared Lammy. I was very...upset. She thought it was a chew toy." Marlon was not lying. He felt like he lost a part of her when the plushie cotton was between Rosie's teeth.
As he told the empty vessel, woman turned her head to the wall. Marlon followed her gaze at the sewing machine on the desk with a bunch of animals plushie. Two jars containing cotton and fabric that he be sending her whenever she runs low.
"I would like one but Lammy was the best one." He chuckled.
Marlon went in his pocket, taking out his phone.
"I want to show you my girlfriend someday. But they wouldn't allow her here. But here's a picture of her." He revealed a picture of his ginger hair girlfriend smiling with a cringy wink that he loves. The picture took place at the beach.
His mother eyes flickered to the phone and stared at the image. She stood up, dragging her small bare feet on the freezing white floor.
Marlon quietly slipped his phone back in his pocket. Waited patiently for his mother to return.
To his surprise, he came face to face with a cute bunny plushie. He looked up at his mother. She held the plushie as she hung her head low. Drooping her hair over her face.
"For me? I don't think this can replace your best wor-" She shook her head. Pressing the toy against his chest. Directly to his heart.
Marlon took the toy. Smiling at it.
"I'll let her know you said hi and make sure she gets mister Bunny." He got up. She sluggishly got on the bed. He carefully helped his mother in bed. The door creaked open.
"Okay, kid. Time to go." A nurse poked her head between the door. Marlon grunted.
He kissed his mother on both cheeks and forehead. She did hand gestures, crossing her heart.
"Love you too... Always and forever, mom." And with that he left his mother.
Outside, a car waited for him. The ginger got out the vehicle. Her arms wrapped around Marlon's waist as he tucked his face between her neck and shoulder.
"How is she, baby?" She asked him. Pushing him off her to see his tearful face.
"She's getting quieter because of the medication they're giving her." He wiped the corner of his eyes.
"Damn. I... I wish things were different for you guys." Brody's eyes trembled as she stared at her boyfriend gathering himself together.
Marlon nodded his head. He pulled out from his sweater the blue small bunny. Brody's eyes widen in surprise.
Marlon gave it to her.
"She said 'hi'." He smiled. Brody smiled at the bunny in her hands. She felt around the bunny. Rubbing its floppy long ears. Giggling at the small ex mark on its butt.
"This is too sweet. When you meet her again, tell her I said, 'thank you'." She said before kissed Marlon on the lips hard.
After the kiss, they drove off in the car. Two hours' drive back home.
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"Andddd my boy here can play better than me when I was his age!" An elder mocha hefty man exaggerated as he told the same old story to his friends.
"Your boy in Ericson high, you say?" Someone asked. Louis's old man nodded his head eagerly.
"Yes he is! Oh! Oh! When did you say you're graduating, son?!"
"Next year on June." Louis smiled as the old men and woman in the room praised him. His grandfather smacked him on the back with a bright smile on his face.
"He sure is growing up handsome! Any girlfriend." An elder woman asked as she battered her lashes full of mascara. She had dark blue eye shadow and red lipstick. Louis looked pass her make up skills as he answered her.
"No. I'm busy with work and my studies."
"That's a man right there. Focus on that and someday you'll find the very best lady out there." A man pointed his cane directly at Louis. Louis nodded while listening.
"No. Listen sugar, you're still young. Live some more as you can. The very best ladies out there are being swept by assholes now. I know you're one special hunk out there." A lady said to Louis. Louis chuckled.
"Thanks for the compliment. But I have no interest dating."
"Are you a homo?"
"GARY!" The older people yelled at mister Gary.
"Just wondering!"
"No. I'm straight." Louis told them. Looking bewiled at the old man's assumption.
"School and work aren't stopping you from liking someone. Am I right?" A bald man with a broom mustache arched his eye brow. Before Louis can say something, his grandfather beat him.
"Oh... I see. You are going by what my son told you. Oh, how I wish I never told him that phrase." His grandfather shook his head. Louis frowned.
"What are you talking about Lance?"
"When my son was so busy chasing skirts, I told him, 'would you rather live happy or rich. Can't be both'. I didn't know how much it affected him at the time. Now he got my boy into that shit." Louis sat back listening to his pops as he continues. His grandfather took off his ascot, exposing his bald crown and gray hair on the sides and back.
"Times were rough growing up here. And boy, you have it good now. Don't let your father use my words against you. You're different from him. You have a great mind of common sense, education, and a right to play music with other races. Back in our time it was hard. And Lance Jr thought it was a joke at your age until he started working his ass off in the music industry. He lived years playing. And you know what I always tell him."
"His music is soulless." Louis said. Remembering the fuzzy story his grandfather told him years ago.
"Yes! Everyone around don't hear it...But I do. His music voice can't sing. Compare to you... My boy! You have a gift...a heart." He jabbed his thick finger on Louis chest. Louis rocked back from his grandfather harsh jab. He rubbed his chest.
"You're not like him, Louis. Do what you want to do, son. At least your father has a heart to pay for my medication and stay here. Great son I raise." He smiled to himself. Louis sat there in silence.
After his visit, Louis went to the front desk to meet the receptionist. She smiled at him. He gave her the check as he handled the paperwork. She gave him the recipe and waved.
If his grandfather was right, was he forming into his father?
Louis pushed that thought aside. It couldn't be. His good for nothing father, the richest conductor all around, is not helping his own father living expenses. In the shadows, Louis took over what his father wouldn't do.
To keep his old man alive.
The old man that uplifted the Knight family in the music world.
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Clementine and AJ watched their grandparents brag about their trip to Italy and France. Saying how the air over there was fresh and the food tasted deliciously healthy.
Rebecca grabbed her bottle of wine. Instead of pouring it in her glass, her mother took it right from her to pour her own cup. Rebecca folded her arms as she cussed under her breathe. Lee pretended he didn't see that. He continued to eat the food his parents brought.
"How is school, kids?" Their grandfather, Harold asked.
"It's going." AJ picked on his vegetables.
"Its fine." Clem shrugged her shoulders.
"Oh, c'mon now. Nothing good happened?" Florence, their grandmother asked. Clem gulped. She held her tongue and crossed all her toes and fingers that no one tells him.
Carley itched to say it. But of course...
"Clementine is finally dating." Rebecca quickly said, smirked as she finally got her wine from her mom. Florence and Harold gasped.
"What?! Why isn't he here?!" Florence asked Clementine. Clem ignored her.
"Honey, your grandmother is talking to you." Harold said. Golden cat like eyes looked at her fangirling grandma. She smiled from ear to ear at Clem.
Florence is the hopeless romantic type. And she used to watch sappy love movies or songs when Clem and AJ were young. Hearing that her grandbaby got a boo, excited the old woman.
"Probably home. I dunno." She stuffed the rice in her mouth. Carley frowned. Sensing something happened. Lee arched his brow. Not liking this one bit.
"I want to meet him tho-" The bell rung. Clementine ran up to get it. Not wanting to sit there under her grandparents' gaze.
As she opened the door, Clem wanted to stick up her middle finger at the sky for screwing her up so bad.
"What?" Clem crossed her arms over her chest.
"I want to see you." He said. Clem huffed through her nose.
"Would you like to come in? My grandparents here... They made dinner." She said while staring at the ground with interest.
"Um...sure." She moved to the side to let him in.
