Side Effects

Chapter Four: Mama

Mr. Mondragon , his primary school teacher, called his name "Fresh," and he approached him straightaway.

"Do you need anything, sir?" he innocently questioned . "Come here, sit down," he offered, patting his lap and gesturing for the kid just to do so. Fresh shook his head in denial and was about to leave in case the teacher suddenly pulled him making him sat on the older's lap . "Do you want me to call your mother?" he questioned, a mix of fury and calm.

Fresh shivered as soon as he mentioned Mama; he don't want to sleep on the floor without eating. When she does not seem to, she'll lock him up at the grandfather clock. Fresh had no choice but to let him do what he wanted, even though he resented him. he felt him brush up against his thighs. Fresh wanted to shove it away, however he couldn't because he was statuesque. he noticed a pencil on the table and surreptitiously stole it.

"Do you realize I've been holding you back before?" the older man huskily whispered on the child's ear. Fresh was much more terrified. "I talked to your Mom the other day, do you know that she sold you to me," Mr. Mondragon grinned as he slowly move his towards the latter manhood, Fresh clutched the pencil tightly before even though the older man put his hand inside his pants, Fresh expeditiously stuck the pencil in it.

When the teacher shouted out in pain, quickly let go the child, Fresh saw it as an opportunity to flee, he sprinted out from room and he fled even faster after hearing the teacher's scream, "Where are you going? Return here, you child! I will kill you!" He was laughing like a demon. Fresh observed that the school gate seemed to be that far away, and no matter how many times he ran and couldn't get out. he had no idea how to get away. he was unexpectedly blocked by something like a massive wall. It was too late for him to back out, and Fresh couldn't stop himself the he simply closed his eyes to feel the force of his crash on the wall but nothing happened he came back to the mall's grocery store, it was indeed empty apart from him . he just decided to go around in case there was someone else here.

When he walked at the section of the mall where the mannequin was standing, Fresh had seen something peculiar about them, as if the displays were alive, he approached them cautiously and then said,

"Hello." he voice bounced all around the mall. he studied the mannequins one by one. and he was halted in front of the doll dressed in the same dress that Mama always wore. he saw it move a bit but when he looked again, it appeared to be in the same position. Maybe he was hallucinating. he raised his hand to grasp it when he approached it again, his eyes widened as it moved forward to him. It had a firm grasp on his hand. he was certain it would leave a mark.

"Here you are,"

He heard a familiar laugh, and looked up, remembering the smile he tried to forget, the look that gave him nightmares. "Mama..." Fresh whispered under hisb breath. "Did you miss me, my dear child?" she questioned as she suddenly strangled his neck, Fresh legs turned weakened from terror making him eventually laid on the floor as the lady was on top of him, a demonic laugh heard from her, "You really are the bad fortune in my life!" she added.

"I hope I don't take you any longer; if I didn't need the money, you'd be rotting in the orphanage."

"Huh, what do you think I'll take care of you? Because of you, I always lose a customer! So now you have to die!" he struggled to resist, but she was much stronger than him. his vision was dimming, and he was also out of breath. He had no idea what happened next, "Fresh!" he jolt up and hugged the first person he saw. as hand gently caressed his back, as if to ease him down. "Sh... it will Be ok," he murmured. He could feel his body was shaking because he assumed that he was going to die earlier. Fresh was tight in the hug because he was picturing a horrifying experience of a dream.

"Ouch! I can't breathe, can you lessen the hug?" said the person he was hugging. It's not Julian's voice, is it? When Fresh glanced around, he noticed his older brother, who was smiling, sitting next to the other side of the bed . As he raised his head, Spencer revealed the full breadth of his smile, which was unlike the one he usually used. "Hello there!" he exclaimed, he glared at him.

"Is that how you show gratitude?" ,

Spencer muttered as the other male push him away. "I drove you here to the hospital, and then there was a free hug. You just pushed me, and you hurt my feelings." He was still acting hurt, his hand clutching his chest as if his heart was hurting. "Why did you bring me here? You could just leave me at the clinic!" Fresh didn't want to lose, of course.

"I shouldn't leave you with someone I don't know! I don't know the number of your guardian; it's simply a coincidence that he also works here," he said, smiling, they look like a children fighting for a toy and just keep bickering, "you look like a monkey,"

"at least I'm a handsome monkey."

They came to a halt as Julian burst out laughing. Fresh had almost forgotten he was still present. "You both look adorable. I recently met Fresh's friend, the mayor's son." He joked, and the youner gave him a disapproving look, saying, "Don't be serious there, Mr. Lauriaga . Perhaps your parents are looking for you," he speculated.

"I have told them of my whereabouts," Spence said, pulling up his phone to see if his mother had sent him a text message. "That's fine; I just wanted to ask you whether it's acceptable to offer you dinner today then I'll drive you home." Fresh wished Spencer had declined, but he didn't, instead saying, "Thank you, I've been hungry for a while." caressing his stomach, the other male can also hear it growled.

"That's great! let's get." Before they could even leave the room, Fresh grabbed the hem of Julian's dress, "Yes? you need anything Fresh?" he inquired. "When can I go home?" he asked, making the doctor stop and look at him "could you please stay here for a while, I know you hate hospitals but please just a least 3 days." Julian begged, fine, Fresh nodded as a response. The older leaned kissed his younger brother on the cheeks before leaving.