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Chapter Seven: Little Flashback

note: Third person point of view

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"Son, wake up.." a gentle honey voice whispered on little Fresh's ear, she smiled at her son have an urge to squeeze his round and cute cheeks. "Get up honey, dad is waiting downstairs. We have a picnic remember," playfully tapping his small nose making it to scrunch.

Fresh eyes squint before opening it revealing his mother beautiful face. " Hey there baby, how's your sleep?" she questioned in a hush tone, instead of answering he smile then reaching his mother's face, the lady understand what he wants so she move closer, leaning down her head towards her son, "Good morning mom, " he greeted after kissing her cheeks, the lady smiled widen brushing up her nose on her son's then squeeze his cheeks, "Good morning too."

The father was smiling watching his wife and only son, "You both making me jealous," he muttered getting their attention, Fresh look up to his father and yelled, "Dad!" Gesturing him to pick him up, the man shakes his head,

"Come on boy, your a big guy." Fresh pouted and use his puppy eyes, the wife laugh how they interact with each other, without any choices and through his son's cuteness. the father eventually give up and carried his son towards the bathroom to clean up.

"Everything was settled in, now we're going to the park." his mother happily said, helping him putting his t-shirt, his favorite one which his father gave on his birthday this year, brush up his hair before lifting him up, although he was 6 years old, his parents still treat him like a baby. they both go downstairs where his father waiting while fixing his clothes.

"You don't have to doll up, you are still handsome," the woman teased her husband making him flustered, they look like a teenager in love who are teasing each while their son was watching, " Oi Don't attack me like that." she laughed placing her son on a vacant chair to get her jacket, "Hey big guy, are you excited for this?" the father ask his son, Fresh nodded his head as a response, it's been a while since they have a small family bonding.

They are always busy on work and only have one day in a week to rest that why they are making to make their only child happy.

his mother took a one last glance to check everything in their house before closing the door, her husband and son waiting outside within the car. "Mom! hurry up!" little Fresh excitedly shouted, the lady chuckles as she shakes her head then entered the car, little did they know it will be the last time they were together.

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"Fresh to earth!" Spencer waves his hand across his friend face seeing him in daze, Fresh blink his eyes, "huh?are you saying anything?" he questioned, the mayor's son laughing, "nothing, i just arrived here, planning to surprise you but seem your thinking to deeply...." he answered.

".....is there something wrong?" Fresh shake his head, "nothing just i remembered something, let's get inside i don't want to be late," he replied dragging his new found friend inside of their classroom as the same time the teacher arrived then starting the today's lesson, Fresh trying hard to focus on the lesson he was battling with himself from sleeping.

He couldn't get enough of sleep last time because of his strange and extreme posttraumatic nightmares especially he found out about sleep paralysis.

"Mr. Morales are you with us?" his teacher's voice rung up on his mind making him jolt up, Fresh immediately bow his asking for forgiveness, "im sorry miss, something came up on my mind," he explained.

The teacher cleared her throat, "next time leave your problems outside the room, understand? now this is only a warning." he nodded then go back to sit, the teacher continued her lesson. Spencer can help to feel worried about his friend, there is really something bothering the latter and he was going to find out what is it.

"Here eat this," he handed a sandwich to Fresh which the other glady accept, "So you're going to tell me your problem now?" Spencer ask making Fresh sighed, his attention is on the trees swaying through the wind.

"It's about my parents, tomorrow is their death anniversary, I couldn't go because of my anxiety. Everytime I look at their graves it's giving me some flashback, it feels like it's my fault and I couldn't save them. I'm blaming myself of what happened, what a mere 6 years old could do that time." he didn't notice his tears are slowly falling from his eyes, Spencer immediately get his handkerchief and handed it to Fresh, "Im sorry if you see me like this, " wiping his tears away, let's say years have passed but still Fresh felt guilty being a cause of the accident.

"I'm home," he gently muttered as arrived at home, Mina smiled seeing him.

"Welcome,"

she said patting his head, "oh we have a visitor," noticing the unfamiliar male following behind Fresh, Spencer immediately flash a smile and wave his hand. "Good evening, I'm Fresh's friend." he introduced himself, the secretary smile widens because its the first time Fresh brought a friend.

"Oh my gosh! Julian, our baby is growing, he has a friend now." she yelled, Fresh groaned as he got embarrass, "Mina don't shouted i have pa- oh Hi there Mr. Lauriaga, welcome on our humble mansion." Julian fixed himself then smiled. Spencer bowed his head, they invite him inside and Mina was keep asking him some questions, what he like or if he has some allergies or food even how he meet Fresh, the latter answered everything honestly.

"Your Father is here earlier, he consult me about his chest pain." Fresh brother suddenly pop up, massaging his neck being stiff sitting the whole day while Mina is in the kitchen preparing for dinner keep insisting Spencer to stay dinner. "what's the results doctor," the teen was worried about his father even though they are not really close.

"Nothing bad cause, he was just stress." the doctor explain, Julian notice that his brother didn't even talk. He glance on the other teen beside him who were in his thoughts, he know that Fresh is thinking of something especially for tomorrow.