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Courageous Fortune, chp 2

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Beep, beep!


Double D cracked his eyes open at the sound of the obnoxious alarm. He reached over and turned it off. He felt so tired, that nightmare he had really messed up his sleep cycles. He shuddered at the memory, all that blood every where…It sent a chill down his spine just thinking about it. He got out of bed and started getting his things together, hoping it would get those horrible pictures out of his head. It didn’t.


He knew the nightmare would be on his mind all day if he didn’t do something about it. But what could he do? The best way to deal with bad dreams was to tell someone about them. Who could he tell? His parents were never around. And even when they were, they were always too busy getting ready for the next big project or business meeting to really have time to talk with him. And he certainly wasn’t going to leave them a sticky note about it.


He looked over at the phone he had in his room. His friends should be up by now…He didn’t want to bother them this early, but he needed to get it out of his system. Hesitantly, he picked up the phone. Now, which of his friends should he call? He would sometimes talk to Eddy about things like this, (Contrary to what most people thought, Eddy could actually be a pretty good listener. When he wanted to be.) But Eddy could be so…Cranky in the mornings. Ed probably wouldn’t mind him calling so early, but Ed could be so oblivious that Double D wasn’t sure if telling him about it would help at all. Knowing Ed he’d probably say aliens or fish zombies were to blame. With that in mind he began to dial Eddy’s number.


Double D listened to the phone ring on the other side. He knew Eddy probably wouldn’t be too happy with him…Maybe he should just talk to him later. He was about to hang up when the phone was picked up.


“Hello?” Eddy groggily said, Double D could practically hear him rubbing his eyes.


“Good morning Eddy.” Not that it was really that good.


“Double D?” It sounded like Eddy was still in bed when he called, he should’ve known. “It’s a little early for phone calls isn’t it? I haven’t even had breakfast yet…”


“Oh, I’m sorry Eddy. I could call back later…”


Apparently even when half asleep Eddy could tell something wasn’t right. “Nah, it’s fine.” He sounded more awake now. “You okay Double D? You’re voice is pretty shaky.” It was? He didn’t notice.


“Well, physically I’m fine but mentally I’m not so-”


“You had another nightmare, didn’t you?”


“…Yes.”


He heard Eddy sigh. “What was it about this time?”


*  *  *  *


Meanwhile, unknown to Double D, something unusual was happening in the kitchen. Vivian his mother, humming a happy tune, was there making him breakfast. And not the rushed scrambled eggs she usually had to do. Nope, she was finally able to get a day off. Meaning she actually had time to make her son a proper breakfast. She was so happy! A whole day to spend with her child. It was so hard to get time off in the work she and her husband did. This day off had been on the way since September. It was now June. She wished Frank had gotten time off as well…


But, their boss wouldn’t allow both of his ‘best employees’ to be gone at the same time. She knew how badly Frank had wanted to spend time with Eddward, but he said she should take the day off even if he couldn’t. And in the end, she had to agree. At least this way there wouldn’t be any calls to come back to work that day.


Ding!


Oh, French toast was done. She let it cool just enough for her to pick it up, then she set it on the tray of food she had prepared: Oatmeal, French toast, an orange, and a big glass of milk.


Perfect. She smiled to herself. She picked up the tray and headed to her son’s bedroom. It had been so long since she spent any real time with Eddward. Too long. Her smile fell a little, she hated leaving him alone all the time. But her job kept her so busy…Of course the only reason she had the job was Eddward. In these hard economic times, it allowed her and Frank to make sufficient money to provide for him, for his future. It was all for him, she knew he understood that.


She reached Eddward’s door, she couldn’t wait to surprise him with the breakfast she made! While she was trying to shift her grip on the tray so that she could open the door, she heard her son talking. At first she found that odd, but quickly remembered that they had allowed a phone to be installed in there. It was a tad early for phone calls…She would just ask him to call his friend back later. She began to open the door, but then she heard her son say something that made her freeze.


“There was blood everywhere Eddy, it was horrible!” What?! Blood?! Her maternal instincts wanted her to run in to see if Eddward was alright, but something else kept her planted there.


“It was the worse nightmare yet.” Oh, it was just a nightmare, what a relief…Wait, what did he mean ‘yet’?


“…No, the blood was only coming from the sticky notes…No, my parents weren’t in it this time.” This time?


She could have sworn she heard him shudder. “I hate it when my nightmares are about them…No, they’re not like that…It’s just when they’re in my nightmares, I can’t see they’re faces…”


Her eyes were stating to water, her poor baby…She could hear little sobs in his voice.


“Once I-” he choked a little. “I dreamt I cut myself, I went to my parents. I tried to get their attention, but they were to busy. They said that I was going to make them late. I begged them to help but they wouldn’t listen! I was bleeding to death and they wouldn’t listen!”


By now tears were streaming down Vivian’s face. “They left for work and…I couldn’t stand anymore. I collapsed, and the last thing I saw was my Mother…Leaving me a sticky note.”


Vivian didn’t know what to make of this. Her child was having these terrible dreams, and she didn’t even know…How? She looked around the hall; she never realized how many notes there were…When was the last time she actually spoke to her son? Really spoke with him? She tried to think of a time, but all recent memory brought was quick hellos, goodbyes, how-was-your-days, and I-love-yous.


It began to piece together in her mind. She and Frank were never home, so they left Eddward those notes, so he’d know what needed to be done…They never meant for it get so out of hand. All the work…It was to help him, to care for him! But, she realized with growing horror. They weren’t helping their son, they were hurting him.


A fresh wave of tears fell. Her worst nightmare was coming true…


She was destroying her baby.
well, there's chap two, fresh of the grill! It was surprisingly easy to write...Just in case anyone is curious, I have no idea why I named Double D's parents Vivian and Frank. They just popped in my head. ^^;

Oh my, Vivian now knows of her son's problem. What will she ever do? I know, but I ain't tellin'!

P.S. No one will believe this, but guess what my folks and I saw wile driving around NC? We saw...DOUBLE D'S AUTO REPAIR SHOP!! I kid you not! I almost asked my Dad to go in just so I could see if anyone there was wearing a ski cap. XD
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*reads your PS* ....srrrrrnk. XD That is beyond awesome.
Anyways...
Aha! For once, a viw from the parent's side! You don't get that too often. Very interesting.
Oh dear, oh my. I'm growing excited! Do continue!