Chapter Text
12:00 PM
BEEP
12:00 PM
BE-
CLANK
the alarm tumbles off the small bedside table, slightly shaking the lamp that sat on it, retracting his arm lazily back to his chest laying on his bed flat and sprawled, Rubbing his face, Abe has been lost in thoughts for almost hours after being locked in his room for almost a whole day, trying to drown out the rumbling argument below him, it never really occurred how thin these walls were until now, his mind wanders around his room, it's like his own bubble.
The orangey sun glows from his window illuminating his room holding some peace to this place, that's all he looked for.
After Abes constant attempts of skipping school for almost a whole year, scaring his parents with going missing and being avoidant to go do his own side quests, constantly getting berated for it and the growing stress for his parents paying for a school he never really was going to attend, options were running out like their patience.
Its getting really stuffy in here
Air is too thick for my liking
It really wasn't the biggest deal Abe figured
His mother is wailing
“Do you REALIZE?”
Her obnoxious booming voice
“The EXHAUSTION.”
Its begin to crackle
THE STRUGGLE, THAT BOY HAS NO CAUTION FOR WHAT ITS LIKE OUT THERE. *sniffle* I- JUST,, I JUST WANT WHATS BEST FOR HIM AS A MOTHER.”
Her voice sounds strangled
his father trying to calm her down, as if you can hear him holding her, it all just becomes sobs and muffles of complaints.
Unfortunately for Abe he’ll probably never hear the end of her ‘distress’ for the next few days, Abe rolled his eyes to himself full of disregard for the situation. He isn’t bothered, is what he told himself, he's not surprised, he saw it coming from a long distance.
But the tears still pricked, struggling to maintain a “lack of care” act, lips pressed thin. Emotions bubbling over, hands flying for the face he tries to suppress it back by harshly pushing the bottom of his palms into his sockets, groaning.
Breathe in
He’d rather be outside right now, more fresher and quiet, better than this prison
Breathe out
It's been an hour or two. The clock was still on the floor, he hadn’t gotten up.
So numb and mindlessly staring at the ceiling, at least he stopped crying, he probably still looked like a mess, he can feel his hair sticking to his face and his palm sweaty. He hated feeling embarrassment, that constant self-conscious emotion that arises when he realizes doing something that may undermine his image ate away at him. shifting his thoughts. There's not much to do without your phone, something to distract himself with, but there's still that rock stuck in his throat, letting out a chokey sigh, he knew what he did, but it won't stop him regardless.
*knock*
Abe was quick to rub his eyes, as if they weren’t already puffy, it’s almost pathetic
*knock*
He cleared his throat but stayed quiet
The door gently pushed open
“..bubbe?”
He rolled on his side facing away, pouting, take some accountability boy.
she continued
“Bubbe.. Please listen to me”
Her voice was gentle
She kneeled quietly beside his bed, his eyes still glossy and his nose was still tainted rosy.
“..I'm sorry.. M-mom” throat still dry, raspy and eyes half lidded, like he's gaining consciousness again, he could feel a headache incoming. She slips her hand softly on his cheek wedged between the pillow, he pushes his face into it.
“Abe.. Sweetheart.. It's, it's okay, I'm sorry you had to hear all of that.. Its just..” she let a small sigh slip “ I get so worried about my sweet boy, and..”
She straightens her back a little, slipping her hand to his and gently holding it with both hands
“We just need”
Breathed in
“We just need something that will be suitable for all of us” almost guilty
Breathed out
His big green eyes glance up at her awaiting context
“Your dad and I” , almost hesitating for a moment. “Well we figured it’d be best if we moved somewhere else for a while.”
His eyes widened a bit
She continued “We’ve decided on a new place, which I-hm.. i'm sure you’ll love’
He opened his mouth to argue back but she added "It's more open and it’ll definitely be a new experience” softly smiling, squeezing his hand with confirmation.
She's masking something with her expressions, sure, she's smiling but it's pressed so thinly, he thought to himself, squeezing his eyes shut.
He's too exhausted to think about it
“..okay”
Abe huffed out
That headache felt like a punch of punishment
For the guilt he felt as well, he didn’t like making people upset.
Watching her again, she leans down to give him a little peck on the forehead and gets up from the floor. He just stares forward.
Her voice echoing from the door “there's dinner for you if you’re hungry, bubbe”
Then the shut
He rolls back onto his back, sighing again
Its like his chest has bricks laid on top
Just give him a moment.
Another pound to the head.
He never liked his school really, some of the kids there were cruel, mocking and poking “light hearted jokes” at him, and the others didn’t seem interested in what Abe had to offer. But he didn’t need them anyways, he had..
Uh,
Friends..
Online.. friends
Of course, he never met them, but they were nice, having conversations for hours about cooking.
Who doesn’t love that?
Well he also had Chico but, Chico is an old guy, but still he was always looking after Abe when his parents didn’t. He’s a really laid-back person and is easygoing, and sociable, I mean since that's like a part of his job, but Abe really looked up to him.
Chico has a carefree attitude but still he was considerate for the other’s feelings in the kitchen and empathetic, just someone who was always willing to listen.
Abe admired that
Shifting his weight on his side again this time to where the alarm had fallen and surprisingly still intact, picking it up to see the time
4:00 PM
“Jeez..” he pushes himself up from his bed sitting on the edge while his head still hangs low, still staring at the clock.
Took him a minute or two
He sits it back on the side table, his stomach rumbles.
Getting up from the dinner table, carrying the dirty dishes to the kitchen, the silence in the house is loud.
‘Did my parents go to bed?
They probably needed it
Wonder if I can find my phone
Better be smooth with it’
The thoughts danced in his mind
Washing his dish with gentle pressure, he’ll search for it.
Cautiously wandering around the house while his eyes searched for and between every crevice of the house, looking low and looking hig-
“Oh”
His eyes sharpened looking up at the fridge which is very slightly peaking out with his phone on top.
“Huh.”
He stills for a second trying to think of something, glancing back towards the dining room
“A chair would be too loud and risky”
Now looking back up he makes a jump to reach its corner, just like that.
His feet hit the floor, the same time his phone flops down and hits him in the face, hissing in pain.
“ack-”
Lucky he still could catch it.
Fair, it's a little embarrassing.. Rubbing his forehead, having his phone locked up in a high place.
“,,I’ll get a growth spurt soon” Abe mutters to himself with a hint of humility.
Before dashing to his room, staying light on his feet.
It's darker outside, but light still glows through, the shadows of the soft rustling leaves swaying in the gentle night breeze creating patterns on the other end of his room and the distant busy streets of New York echoing in the stillness.
Walking over he opens the window ajar, feeling the sweet cold brush in.
“I’ll worry about brushing my teeth later.” whispering his inner monologue, a common habit of his, not like he's aware of it or whatever.
Abe opens his phone
7:00PM
Abe:
Hey…
Chico I needa tell u smthing
Pls respond soon
It's kinda importnt
*important
7:30PM
Chico:
Boy ain’t it your bedtime?
What is it
Abe slightly cringes at the belittling but just passes it off as concern. Not something he wants to hear about again
Abe:
Well
Idk im gonna be able to continue helping
with the kitchen yk
Chico:
How come?
Abe:
It's jst my parents
We’re gonna move
Chico:
Oh
Far?
Abe:
I mean
they haven’t told me
But prolly
“New experience”
‘New experience my ass.’
He thought to himself
Chico:
Well boy I’m sure your parents are right.
You were a good helping hand in the kitchen.
It's all good though.
Seen 8:00PM
Abe stared down at the message, “..whatever.” thinking to himself ‘can this man respond any slower’
Chico:
I’ve got a small gift for you.
For your efforts.
shifting from his salty mood, abes eyes lit up with anticipation
Abe:
So u still want me to come tmmr??
What's the surprise?
Chico:
Just meet back in the kitchen boy
Go to sleep.
Abe looks up at the time
8:30PM
Ok.
fair enough..
maybe it's time to sleep this horrid afternoon off.
Phone tossed as he gets off the bed to go brush his teeth.
But now he's laying in his bed
Pondering
What's considered a new experience besides a place looking different?
Would it be so far? Maybe like a cold place?
Canada?
Maybe even Germany.
Maybe he could try to perfect their meals, something like uhm
‘Rouladen’
Just.. without the bacon, that’d be an awesome try
What if it's not a cold place
What if it's something like Australia?
I heard the people there are odd.
Would any of these places have good schools?
People would still be the same
All these constant thoughts, well now he's restless even after one hell of an exhausted day
9:40PM