Just One Boost. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5

If you are sensitive to discussion relating to self harm then kindly skip the second part.

Just because the scars have healed
doesn't mean the pain has.
:-)~~(-: Demilade Wellington

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The young boy had a huge smile on his face as he kept on licking the ice-cream in his hand. His mother was right beside him, watching her son as he licked it with joy. This was one of the few fun moments she could spend with him. Although she was always busy, she still managed to squeeze time out of her busy hectic schedule to spend some time with her little man.

"mommy, I want I cweam," the seven year old boy said to his mother.

"you are seven, it's not I cweam, it's called Ice-cream." the mother replied as she ran her hand through his thick afro hair.

"okay, mommy."

"yes, sonny." his mother replied as she let out a laugh. "let's go get you one."

She took his hand as she made her way through the ice-cream shop. The mall was always crowded on Saturday's especially since it was in Ikeja, a super busy part of Lagos. Couples could be seen holding hands, parents with their children, even single ones were not left out. After few squeezing and numerous apologies, she finally arrived at the ice-cream section but luck was not on her side as she had to join the long queue.

"mommy, why does she have a ball in her stomach." the little boy asked as he noticed a young pregnant woman beside them. "she's so fat, see her big tummy."

His mother laughed as she tried to look for a suitable way to explain to her son. "no little man, it's a baby in there."

The young boy widened his eyes as he found the explanation fascinating. The pregnant woman who had been acting oblivious to their discussion, decided to to talk. She and the mother along with the young boy engaged in minor talks. Soon, they bought the ice-cream and made their way out of the mall.

"bye bye aunty." the little boy waved as they arrived as the road.

"bye bye boy, be a good boy to your mother." she replied. "I had a nice time with you and your son." she said to his mother.

"I can say the same." the mother replied.

The young boy watched as the stranger left their midst to the other side of the road. It was no doubt that he really enjoyed her company. He kept on waving as she felt. Meanwhile, as the stranger made her way to cross the road, she failed to notice a moving truck coming towards her way. It was so fast that no one expected what was going to happen next. One second, she was crossing the road, the next, she was crushed by the vehicle.

The young boy did not understand what was happening. All he could make our was that people were rushing towards the other side of the road. Even though he was little, he had an idea of what had happened. He felt a hand pull him to the scene. When he came with contact with the victims face, only one word left his mouth.

"mommmmmy."

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