Two Sided: The Aching Past (TS Book 3)

Chapter 7

-10 years, 112 days ago. September 18, 1210-

"Momma don't leave-"

I turned, letting my grip on the thin, wooden door slip. My son stared at me with nervous eyes, ones that screamed 'don't leave me, I want you'. I asked,

"What? What's wrong, Blaze?"

He let out a nervous groan, looking to the side. He muttered,

"Do I have to go to a new gwoup?"

He corrected himself, quickly blurting out,

"Group."

I sighed. This has been worrying him all week. I told him that once he turned ten, he'd be put into the higher school. Thing is, he's been bullied really badly at the current one, so me and my husband decided we're moving to Mystania, the village next to ours. It was actually where I grew up, so I know more people there anyways.

I walked back into the room, kneeling down and sitting on my shins next to Blaze's mattress of hay. He immediately shot up and hugged me, letting me hear his breathing. It quick and deep, which concerned me. I whispered as I hugged him back,

"It's alright, Blazikin- you'll be fine and I know it."

He breathed out,

"No, no, no. I don't want to weave-"

"Why not? The kids here are- very mean."

I wanted to say something else but I censored myself. The kids here are terrible as most of them are an angelic mixette, and then there's Blaze who's a demon mixette. Even a human could understand how that goes wrong. He whispered again,

"What if da kids in da new gwoup awe even worse?"

That worried me too, but I knew about half the parents there. Angelica and Zach Ingloude, Claria and Dector Swola, Tropic and Daniella Bianchi, Luna and Eclipse Inktone, Versonia and Lunik Ghetti, and many more. Most didn't move from where we grew up. If anything went wrong, I could tell them.

"We're going to see one of your new classmates tomorrow, remember? You'll get to meet her and her brother."

"I don't wanna go tomowwow-"

"It'll be fine, I promise you."

He let go of me, leaning into my magenta-pink arm instead. I wrapped a wing around him, giving him a hug. I gently started to sing,

"No matter what, I'll always be there.."

I breathed, and felt Blaze calm down slightly.

"Whether you're sad, angry, or scared."

I gently laid him back down on his mattress, as it was already a bit late for him to be awake.

"Doesn't matter if you cry or fuss, forget all the bad times and unjust."

He sleepily joined me in last few lines. I held his hand as we gently sang together,

"I'll always be there when you need me most.."

I smiled, relieved that he managed to calmed himself down. After the pause, we finished,

"Fun times will follow, remembrance we boast."

Blaze's eyes were halfway shut, exhausted from needless worry. With a slight chuckle, I whispered,

"Goodnight, Blaze."

I gave him a small kiss on the forehead afterward, and I slowly got up and walked to the door. I heard him whisper back,

"Night, Mom. Love you."