CHAPTER 3

Chris! Chris!! Chris!!!" My mom says standing up and running after him wildly but he gets to stairs before my mom could, crying, he climbs the stairs as  fast as he could before she could catch up with him he slams the door on mom's face.

"Chris! Chris!! please listen to me, open the door please, you have to listen to me please, Chris! Chris!! Chris!!!." She says hitting the door vigorously before sliding down to the wall beside the door to the floor, crying bitterly.

I watch her break down again for like the hundredth time, I could hear my brother's cry and scream in his room. My dad has ruined us, there was no need fighting it, he has shattered our family beyond repair, thank you so much dad. I began to think what the purpose of falling in love was or loving someone or better still building a relationship with someone when it would leave you so broken and shattered if it happens to break. I wouldn't take any chances. There and then I decided that I would never trust anyone with my heart. Well, except the people that am already very familiar with and those people are the three most important people in my life, I would never fall in love with anyone else talk more of having a boyfriend. I would prefer to be single all my life than to be living a life knowing that someday sonner or later you were prone to get hurt by that person or people never!never!!never!!!

I came back to reality when suddenly Chris's room door opened revealing the heart broken little boy with tears stained face, he was looking pale and terrible.

Mom immediately stands up quickly to her feet from the floor looking at Chris, he surprises us by hugging my mom tightly.

"I love you mom, am so sorry about my outburst, I shouldn't have ran off like that. I just needed to release my anger and frustration about everything." He says between his tears. "And you know, Zoe is right we should just move on and forget about him since he doesn't love us any more plus, you've been through enough torture in his hands. It was probably a good decision he left, we can finally move on now." Chris continues.

I realized that I've been standing on the spot since the whole drama with hot tears burning my eyes. I decided to join in the hug. This was my brand new family, my reformed family that will know no pain starting from this point.

''We can do this, enough of the tears, we've being through enough of that already, now all we have to do is be happy and move on for good this time" My mom finally says breaking the silence and nodding her head while still hugging us. When we finally break from the hug my mom dries her face with her sleeves and speaks up again.

"Yes, you are right mom" I agreed

"Let's go have breakfast."she mumbled.

"Yes am starving hard, I couldn't have breakfast at Ryan's." Chris informs as we go downstairs.

"Why couldn't you, I mean I called the Ryan's up and they told me they were going to drop you off  by 1 this afternoon, so why the sudden change of plans?" Mom asks.

"Actually mom, I wanted to surprise you guys by arriving earlier than expected so that we could have the entire Sunday to ourselves and that we would be able to spend some quality time together as a family, like old times" He retorts.

"We can still have fun like old times, the only difference would be that Dad is not gonna be here" I said as we approached the stairs. "Besides Chris you will have to tell me everything that happened at your sleepover at breakfast." I continue, trying to distract him from our present predicament, knowing fully well that he loves talking about something that gives him joy and I am not disappointed when I see the usual glow of excitement in his eyes, my mom looks at us from side to side with happy eyes. Am sure she was pleased that we were moving on so fast, I mean my dad was simply not worth our hearts and our time. I knew for a fact that as time grew, we were going to forget him for good, it was a gradual process we were willing and ready to get used to.

"Nah I can't tell you everything because there were a lot of boys stuff that happened and am not sure you can understand any of it." He replies with a smirk as we settle at the table for breakfast.

"What kind of boys stuff can you not tell your very own sister, it doesn't matter if am a girl or a boy, I can still understand" I dramatically pouts.

My mom lightly grins looking at me, while adding to my pancakes and giving Chris his own plate.

"It's not that I don't wanna tell you, it's just that you won't be able to understand we boys, our style, way of thinking and all. He replies trying to prove his point.

"Then make me understand" I push it.

"Alright then if you so insists on knowing every detail, fine. When I got there and settled down we started with rock, paper,scissors so that we co...." He narrates.

"Wait why were you guys playing rock,paper,scissors in a sleepover, to wash dishes or what ?." I ask mockingly interrupting him and that was where I made the mistake. If there was anything Chris hated was interruption when he was fully engrossed in something, whether eating or talking he just didn't like it.

''Hey the last time I checked I was the narrator here and not you" He says  pretending to be harsh.

I playfully throw a small bit of pancake at him rolling my eyes. My mom looks at us with a huge smile plastered across her face. I really began to think we could move on without my dad not that I had any doubt before but I felt more confident to move on ahead bold, strong and happy.

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