Oh No

chapter 9

Lil jimmy stood there and let the steamy hot water cascade Dow his face and over his body. but no matter how hot he got it, it couldn't was off what he had been through that very night. and since he was all alone with no one to call him a p***y, he let out a long and gutwrenching cry. he allowed the teardrops to cascade and m sh together in a saddens dance destined to not be seen.

freshly washed and cold water rinsed for the pores, because he was a pimple faced teenager, he exited the shower and made his way to the room she had appointed to him earlier. he quickly dressed because he could already smell something delicious being cooked in the kitchen.

"Do u know how to set a table" she asked him when she heard him enter the front part of the house.

"Us Italians are responsible for the beautiful placement of everything," he repeated the storyline his dad had told him hundreds of times.

"is that right" she asked. "So u got jokes huh" she also inquired."well heres a joke for u. guess what smartass gets to do dishes." she stated.

"Haha so funny" he answered." and here I thought with my parents dead I could throw chores out the window.

"As long as u stay here with me I expect u to pick up after urself and don't leave any disasters for me to clean up. He only nodded his agreement.

they finished the rest of the meal in silence. the quiet in the room held a deep somber mood, both lost in their own thoughts.

After helping her with the dishes and tidying up the dining room he asked if he could be excused.

"it's been a really long day and I'm really tired can I.." lil jimmy asked?

"sure. sweet dreams bro." she mocked his speech.

He barely had his head hit the pillow before he started to see very vividly everything he had seen that day. it was a nightmare that he would relive more days and nights than u could imagine. lil jimmy knew that his life would never be the same.