No One Else

Ch1.

No POV

Two women sat at a table, socializing with glee.

"Look at the two of them! Cute, aren't they?" One woman exclaims, a joyful laughter leaving her.

"I'll say- those two have been joined at the hip since birth!" The other replies, a look of serenity on her face. "Hopefully, the innocence stays with them."

"Oh Murriel, lighten up. We have years before having to deal with any of that."

Murriel sighs, taking a sip of her tea. "I know, I know. I just imagine them growing up so fast, Carol! Both your baby boy and my baby girl."

Carol chuckles, nodding her head. "I do agree, nine years old the two. Oh, remember the time when Chase said how he'd make Sabrina his wife?"

"Do I? It was the cutest thing!" Murriel's smile drops, a frown taking its place. "Chase is going to be sent off to summer camp soon though, and not just one."

Carol's expression mirrors the one her dear friend has. "As is Sabrina. That music camp, Jocelyn's, right?"

"Mmh, yes. That husband of yours wants to. . ."

"'Make a man out of our son' end quote. Foolish if you ask me. Sending him off to a boy's camp, and a sport's camp? He wants Chase to get more into sports and being rougher than what he is- the nerve."

The two both look out the window at their children, who are sitting together drawing and coloring. They smile at their children, then share a look. "At least they can enjoy this. They deserve it. . .though I just can't help but pray that a rift doesn't form between them."

"You and me both, Carol."

*2 weeks later*

"But I don't want to leave! Why do I have to go to some stupid sports' camp? I don't care about no sports!"

A boy cried out, crossing his arms over his chest. He looked at his feet, keeping his dark hair positioned to cover his red face. Tears shined in his dark green eyes, threatening to fall down the boy's tanned face.

"And that right there is the problem. It'll be okay though! You'll only be there at Bucky's for two weeks, then the real fun will start at Rich's Sport Camp Junior. You'll be there for a whole five weeks! After that, you get to rest at home for the last couple of weeks of summer. It'll be like this, then when you make thirteen you'll be at Rich's Sport Camp Main- for the big guys. "

His father, Dennis, said. He wanted to reason with the kid. Simply trying to get his son to share is pleasure, but the boy wasn't having it.

"I don't care. I don't want to go at all." He bit back, clenching his teeth. He wouldn't cry! Then his dad would really have a problem with him. "You only care about yourself!"

It was never about what he wanted! Sure he was just a kid, but his momma listened to him. His momma always gave consideration to the things he had to say, but not his father. With him, it was always about him and what his father wanted.

One day he's gonna see! I'm gonna get bigger, and I'm not gonna take this from him. He never listens to me, he doesn't care about what I like!

A girl stood with her own parents, not too far from the boy and his family. The parents looked at the scene with unreadable expressions, the girl looked troubled. It was only natural for the girl to be concerned for her best friend, he's been her everything.

Dennis frowned deeply. "I don't want none of that."

"It's always about what you want! What about me? I want things too!"

"A man should not always focus on what he wants. He should be focused on being an appreciated figure."

"Well I'm not a man, I am a boy."

"A boy who wines! No. This is not an argument. Chase Quincy Logan you will go off to this camp, and you will not cause trouble. Furthermore, you will become the man you are meant to be."

The boy met his father's eye, a challenging glare in them.

"That's just your way of saying to be what you want. But no, I'll be the man that I want to be, not the man that you want me to. I'll find my way and have my own will and you can't change my mind!"

"You lit-"

"Dennis, that is enough."

The girl's father interjected, walking closer. "You've upset him, and it will only go downhill from there."

"Barry, you hearing this?"

"I was. Difference is I've sat and talked with him, I'm not surprised by anything he's said.

Chase huffed and balled his hands into fists before storming over to the young girl. Seeing the boy approach her, she opens her arms and wraps them around him once he's near.

"I'on wanna go Sab, it's not fair."

The girl hummed, nodding her head. "I agree, but you know you jus' won't get your way with him Cha-cha."

"That's why it's so stupid. 'S why I'm even madder 'bout it all."

"It'll be okay, Cha-cha. We'll get ta see each other again back when school almost starts back."

"That's a long time. Sabby, I really don't wanna go."

"I know. . .but hey, I'll teach you what I learn. Music always makes ya happy, and that's what I'll have and that's gonna make you happy. Right?"

"Y-yeah."

He looks into her baby blue eyes, then smiles. "I'mma miss you."

"I'mma miss you too, but it'll be over before you know it."

"Sabrina, your parents just finished loading and they're waiting. Chase, it's about time we head out too."

"Okay, thanks Miss Carol."

Sabrina looks at Chase. They hug each other tighter, tears forming in both of there eyes.

"P-promise me you won't get a new best friend?"

"No one but you, Cha-cha."

He reluctantly pulls out of the embrace, missing the warmth instantly. "Inna while?" He asks, sniffing lightly.

"Inna while." She replies, tucking a stray blond strand behind her ear before wiping her eyes. Slowly, they walk to their respective vehicles- Sabrina to her mother's blue car, Chase to his mother's red car.

Carol smiles at her son as they drive off.

"You're going to miss her, huh?" She questions.

"Yeah." He says sadly, looking out the window. "At least only you bringing me there."

"Try not to resent your father Sweetie, he does mean well. . .but don't worry. It'll get better. I promise."