Last chapter of The Babysitter

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Chapter 5

Different shapes of brown cartons were stacked next to the door.

The house was half empty; almost everything was gone, gone inside those boxes, hiding their identity of what they were.

I stood in the middle of the room, staring at them, like if they were just an illusion that they really weren't there; that this whole thing wasn't really happening that I was just sleeping for a long time and having a nightmare, living in a fake dream.

As much as I lied on my bed to close my eyes, and eager to reopen them to see if everything was better but to my disappointment, I saw the same thing; my room and the boxes, nothing had change since it happened.

My mother had made her decision and she was taking T.K. with her. She was leaving, and I was staying with my father.

Today was the last day I could be with Takeru. But it wasn't going to last too long; she had made up her mind to leave as soon as possible.

She had waited too long, three weeks since my brother took the fall, three weeks since my mother asked for the divorce, three weeks looking for a new apartment. But it felt like if it was just yesterday.

T.K. couldn't understand any of this, or maybe he wanted us to think that he didn't understand. Maybe he tried to block it all out, not really wanting anything of this to happen, like me.

It was already time to go.

His head hanged with depression, just like it had been for the last couple of weeks. His heart seemed to be broken into a million pieces. He had held on to those pieces for so long that he had lost a few of them along the time and it was impossible to stick them all together like it used to be.

That crystal sparkle in his eyes had disappeared without of trace and lost. His hope was gone from his body; he was just a walking corpse.

"Takeru?"

He looked at me with a frown on his face, it really tare me inside.

"What?" His voice sounded so cold.

I leaned towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't blame this on yourself, T.K. We are not to blame. It's a grown up thing, we are too young to understand this."

Drops of water came running down his cheeks as he heard my words. He hugged me tight. The cast on his hand was gone, so his hugs were more gentle and caring. "Brother, I am going to miss you so much. I never wanted this."

I hugged him back, tears transforming into big diamonds under my eyes. "I know T.K. Nobody wanted this. Not even the babysitter."

He stopped crying, but the tears were held back into his eyes, "Sora? Oh Matt! I'm going to miss her so much! You promised that you were going to bring her back." He wiped his face into my shirt; he clutched it hard with his hands at the memory of the babysitter.

"Takeru, I promised that I will, but you know how things got so complicated that I couldn't. I am still keeping my promise on bringing her back. If I ever do, I'll give her a message from you. Okay?"

He looked at me again, nodding. "Tell her that she was the first girl I really liked, and that she really meant a lot to me. She was like a big sister to me, or even more..."

I was stunned to hear him say that, it really came from the heart, and there was a little hope in there, not completely there but returning back. The babysitter meant a lot to my brother and I couldn't see that, she meant a lot to us, and I dare say so, but she did change me a little. I could understand why I didn't like her, but I also understood that I was mean to her for some other reason, not just because of T.K.

It felt like a guy thing.

When I saw her, I saw a lot from her, but I was too busy to notice because of my jealousy. If I hadn't been so jealous of her, what else could I see from her?

Like when I started to see into her ruby eyes, there was something more.

"T.K.! Let's go!"

My insolent mother was calling Takeru, they were about to go.

She stood there with her luggage on her side. Men were taking out the boxes and loading them into a moving truck.

So it was decided.

T.K. left my side but then he returned and gave me a hug. One last hug before he left my side forever. Or maybe not forever, I'm sure I'll see him again.

"Let's make another promise. A promise that we will see each other soon and that we'll keep in touch."

"Pinky promise?" he said holding out his right pinky.

I smiled holding out my right pinky and wrapping it around T.K.'s "Pinky promise."

He let it go and walked towards mom.

"Son, you have to understand that I had made my choice."

I looked away; I didn't want to see her face. "Whatever."

"Please son, don't be like that."

"Just go, weren't you in a hurry to leave?"

I knew I was harsh, but I didn't want to bear the thought of T.K. gone, it would be better if he left, even if my heart broke just like his did.

They left, closing the door, leaving away from my life. I again stood there in the living room, not looking at the boxes, since they were no longer there, but at the door that opened to a world that had happiness, but now, it had nothing, he had left with that happiness that we had shared together.

The darkness in my room surrounded me like an army of three hundred to one; I was the one, alone in the pitch black. Little of the light from the moon came through the curtains of my window, but it wasn't enough to fill the dark room.

I heard a creak from the outside. My father had returned from work. He wasn't there to see my mother and brother depart. His work was more important. Maybe mom did have a reason why she left. He wasn't good enough for her.

I heard him stop; he had realized the changes of the apartment, emptiness. His steps resumed their movements towards my room, he moved the knob turning it, I turning away from the door and pretending to sleep.

He entered my room and sat at the end of the bed. He gave a loud sigh of frustration and sorrowfulness.

"I'm sorry Matt for all of this. This was my fault for not being there with you guys, but I had to give you a home, I had to work hard for you guys, but I guess it was never enough. I'm sorry for not giving you what you wanted."

He got up and left my room, closing the door slowly so I wouldn't wake up, but I was already wide awake. I heard every word he said to me. I repeated his words again in my head while I stared up the ceiling.

I missed T.K.'s smile, his joyful spirit, and how every time in the night he would come to my room and sleep with me. I kept those things close to me in mind. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up feeling that nothing in the world was going to be the same. The house was empty and my dad went to work. Since I didn't know what to do I left the house to walk around.

I walked around the town for minutes, maybe even hours, but I couldn't tell difference, I was lost in the crowd feeling down and not caring. I looked at my watch and noticed that I've only been walking for thirty minutes.

At this time, a lot of people were busy shopping and gathering in the mall. I decided to head over there.

The shops in the mall were packed with people; the food court was also filled. I checked my pockets, I was lucky; I had a little left of money since God knows when. But it was only enough to buy me one item.

I made up my mind and decided to walk around the mall and to find what I wanted to buy. It probably took me hours to find a perfect gift; a perfect gift to give to someone who, from the inside, I had missed.

I entered the store and bought what I needed.

The gift was wrapped into a colorful red decorative paper. The way I asked to be wrapped. I held it close to me and went to search for that person. I didn't know exactly where to find that person, but I knew a place where I could probably locate her.

"This is not your place, red! So you better get out of our territory!"

I heard someone say as I headed closer to the park, a guy seemed to be looking for trouble because he had found his victim. I went to take a look and was shocked and worried when I saw the victim: Sora was surrounded by a group of older guys, each of them blocking her exit.

"It's not fair, this is a public park and it doesn't belong to anyone."

"You better watch your mouth Red," the gang leader spat to her, "You don't know who you're talking to." He gave her a little push.

I rushed over there, almost knocking one of the guys to the ground. "You better leave her alone! She hasn't done anything!"

All of them laughed, looking at each other, "Who is this, red, your bodyguard or your boyfriend?"

Again they laughed stupidly, like dumb drooling trolls. I blushed getting frustrated. "You think it's cool messing with a girl? You are all trash!"

"Look at this squirt speaking, as if he has the guts to mess with us."

The gang of trolls got closer to us; I put myself in front of Sora, blocking them from getting to her.

I wasn't prepared for what came next; I felt a strong force through my stomach, making me drop the gift and then feeling myself fall onto the grass. I heard a scream from Sora then her voice pleading them to stop.

Their kicks were strong. When they had enough they stopped and laughed. The gang leader crouched over me and said to me, "This is what happens to kids like you who interfere."

"C-coward," I said to him, spitting on his face.

He flinched at the spit as he wiped it with his hand and looked at it. He smiled and punched me in the face; I blocked it with my arms.

"Let's go, I'm not wasting my time around here."

When they all left, Sora rushed towards me and held my hand. "Matt, are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?"

Sora forced a smile, "No, I'm sorry for asking such an obvious and stupid question. We have to take you to a hospital."

"No," I said holding her hand, "Just take me home."

"But, Matt, you're badly hurt!"

"Look, I don't want any more trouble, I have medicine at home..."

Sora looked at me for a long time, then she helped me up, I put an arm around her shoulder and she grabbed me slowly from my waist so I could get up. I grabbed the gift before I got up and put it under my other arm.

We walked; I limped for most of the part, until we got home. I opened it and we headed to my room. Sora slowly placed me on my bed and hurried to the bathroom.

When she came back she had brought with her a bag of cotton balls and a bottle of alcohol. She opened the bottle of liquid and poured it on the cotton ball.

She padded the cotton ball on my lip, where some guy kicked me on the face. I flinched on her touch.

"Lift your shirt."

"What?"

"I said: lift your shirt, so I could see your injuries."

I blushed and did what she said.

She examined my back and then my torso.

"You have minor injuries, just small bruises. They will heal; luckily they weren't harsh ones... Thanks Matt for defending me."

"No problem, I'm just glad they didn't do anything to you." I put my shirt back on and tried to sit up, but the pain in my stomach still lingered.

"Try not to get up."

"Why where you there in the first place?" I asked.

"Oh, I was just remembering the good old times I've spend with my friend at the park..."

"Your friend, you mean the bushy hair kid?"

Sora giggled at my comment, "Yes, him. His name is Tai Tamiya."

"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened to him?"

She hung her head and said very sadly, "He moved away. I don't know where but I won't see him again."

I laid on my bed listening to Sora talk about his friend while looking at the ceiling. This was my chance to apologize, "Sora, I've been a big jerk to you and I want to apologize, I was so stupid on saying bad things to you the other day. I guess I was a bit jealous of you because I thought you were going to take T.K. away from me, but it was my mother who did. I'm sorry for judging you. It was really wrong from me."

I waited for a response, when I didn't hear one I turned around and saw her smile. "Don't worry, Matt. I forgive you. I'm also sorry for everything I did to you."

I looked around for the gift. It was on the floor, messy with grass stains and almost squished. I picked it up even with pain on my body, and handed it to Sora.

"Here, this is for you. My apologies'."

She looked at it, stunned and surprise. She grabbed it and opened it. "Matt..."

"I felt very bad about what happened to your old soccer ball so I bought you a new one, a birthday present. You said your birthday was in two weeks; that was like three weeks ago when you use to babysit us. So I missed it."

She hugged the ball close and then looked at me hugging me. "Thank you so much."

I groaned with pain but I still returned the hug. She let go remembering that I was injured she apologized again and tried to hug me once more. I laughed and so did she.

When she asked where T.K. was, I frowned and told her the whole story. She listened to it attentively; her smile broke into a frown. She took my hand and said that everything was alright because she was still here and friends stick together.

I smiled at her, happy that she was my friend. I thanked Sora for being my friend.

"Friends stick together," she said.

"Friends stick together."

We held hands for a while. Something rushed over me but I didn't know what it was, like an electric shock inside of my heart.

I saw what Sora really was; a loving girl that cared about everyone else rather than herself, a friendly person that loved to make friends. She was one of my friends now, she taught me to be calm and patient. She had given me love...Friendly Love, I mean.

But I'm not sure, maybe this electric shock was more than a friendly thing, but I don't know. I'm only 11; I guess I will understand it in a few years of what it means.

Right now, she's staying over to play video games with me, I will finally get my revenge on beating her and her high scores, she scowled saying that it was all in my dreams. It will depend on how things go.

She is going to stay here until my father comes home.

END

And that is the End! Yes, I'm sorry, the end was kind of corny but it was how I wanted it to end. Sorry, try not to 'boo' me..thank you. Please comment.