an/ Hey you guys! This chapter is still sad, and about death. The boys are the same age as the last one. (it's been one month)
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I OWN NOTHING!
Zeke's P.O.V
"Hey, boys!" Says Aunt Sara as she walks though the door.
"Hi Auntie Sara!" Says Uriah getting of my lap and running to her.
"Hi Uri-bear!" She says picking him up.
"Where's your mom?" She asks me as she ruffles my hair, something only she and my dad does, well I guess it's only her now.
"Work, as usual." I say, looking down to the book I was reading to Uriah, it was called Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone, I was enjoying the book myself and so was Uriah, I've been reading it slowly to him while our mother was at work, ever since dad died she never stops working, even when she's at home she works, but me and Uriah are used to it by now, we've even worked out a loose schedule:
3:00: I pick up Uriah from his classroom
3:05: We walk home
3:30: We eat a snack
4:00: I clean up and do my homework, Uriah colors
5:00: I read to Uriah
5:30: I make dinner and Uriah watches Power Rangers
6:00: Mom comes home
6:05: Mom thanks me for dinner, and takes it into her room to work even more (What does she even do in there? I mean she says she's "working" but she guards the fences what "work" does she have to do at home?)
6:10: Me and Uriah sit down and eat dinner
7:00: Me and Uriah watch T.V together
8:00 We shower, brush our teeth, ect.
8:30 I read to Uriah some more
9:00 we go to sleep
"Zeke?" Says auntie Sara.
"Yeah?" I say.
"Is something wrong?" She asks.
"No I was just thinking." I reply.
"Are you Okay?" She asks.
"Um... Uri, why don't you go play for a bit?" I say.
"Okay!" He says running to our room.
"Alright, now tell me what's wrong." Says Auntie Sara.
"Everything." I say my voice shaky.
"Oh, come here." She says opening her arms, I which I immediately fall into. "Tell me everything." She says.
"It's just th-that I-I feel so sad li-like all the time, I have no one to t-t-talk to, I have t-t-to pretend I'm okay but I'm n-n-not!" I sob.
"Oh Zekie-bear, it's okay baby, I know you're sad, but you do have someone to talk to honey, you can always come to me, okay?" She says. Stroking my hair.
"O-okay." I say.
"And Zeke I've told you this before, you don't have to pretend." She says.
"Yes I do!" I yell.
"One, there is no reason to yell." Says my aunt. "And two why? Why do you need to pretend?"
"Sorry Auntie Sara." I mumble.
"It's fine honey, now answer my question." She says
"If I don't pretend it'll crush Uriah, he is already upset as it is." I explain.
"Why?" She asks.
"Because our mother barley talks to us, she's never home, and when she is she's locked up in her room." I say nearly braking down again.
"Oh, Zekie." Says a voice at the door.
Mom.
"I'm so sorry baby, I didn't know you felt this way." She says walking over to me.
"It's fine." I mumble.
"No it isn't, come on lets talk." she says.
"I'll pass." I say.
"Excuse me?" She says.
"I have nothing that I want to say to you." I say trying to be emotionless.
"Ezekiel Jackson Pedrad!" Shouts my mother.
"I'm going to bed." I say.
"Ez-" My mother starts but is cut off by my Aunt.
"Just leave him for now Hana." She says.
I run to my room, slam the door, sit down and burst into tears.
"Zekie?" Asks my brother.
I forgot he was in here, I'm such an idiot.
"Yeah." I say sniffling.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, come on I'll read to you." I say.
"Okay." Says Uriah climbing into my bed.
I smile and begin to read.
Chapter Sixteen: Though the Trap Door.
In years to come, Harry could never quite remember how,
He got half way though that chapter when Uriah fell asleep on his shoulder, when he realized this he put the book down and cried himself to sleep.
an/ Ugh. This was so short and crappy but please review and request anyways. Bye!