3 *Chapter 3: Growing Up*
=============Previously===============
Alice Macer on that day closed her eyes for the last time, but if she had stayed alive a millisecond later she would have seen the first sad tears Cain has ever shed in both of his lives.
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Wiping the tears away from his eyes he looks up to the sky and yelled with so much grief and animosity that it made all the windows in th house seem to shake in response.
C: Enjoy this baldy, because this is the first and last person you will take from me in this life.
Walking out of the room he heads straight to the shed, grabbed the tool kit his mother got him for his 2nd birthday and walked outside, picking up a shovel on his way out. He planned on burying her in the back yard near a hedge of her favorite flowers, Delphiniums.
Although they are very dangerous to normal people, for some odd reason they seemed to bustle with life whenever either Alice or Cain were around them. Deciding to dig the grave now since the ground was still damp from the morning dew.
Digging the grave, altho easier because of the dampness of the ground still took a toll on his small three year old body, so he laid down for a quick nap. After resting his baby body Cain made and ate a late luch around 1:30, before he actually started to make the coffin.
Looking at the coffin Cain almost felt proud of the piece of art he made in 5 hours, well as proud as you can be about burying your mother. Taking a last look at his mother, he kissed her head and hoisted Alice into her coffin that perfectly fit her slender build, he buried her.
After he finished packing down the dirt above the grave he walked inside through the back door since it was getting dark, and he won't be able to do much since he broke the outside lights a coupe months back. Planning to hit the hay a little earlier that usual, so he could try to decide what he plans to do in the future.
=============The Next Day============
Wakeing up around 6'oclock in the morning Cain walked outside he found a stone with about the same dimensions as a gravestone would usually have. Spending a couple minutes putting it into place, altho it was almost the same height as himself. Grabbing a chisel from his tool kit he carved something into the stone before heading back inside to get ready to leave.
After taking a bath and eating a hearty breakfast he previously prepared, while turning all the meat in the house to lightly salted jerky and preparing some tortillas to go with it. Making one last check that he has everything he needed he set the pen that he was writing with on top of a folded piece of paper and left to catch the bus that would pass at around 8:30.
About 15 minutes after Cain left to catch the bus a red truck drove into the front yard. With a smile on her face Mama Mia jumped out of the red pickup truck and burst through the open front door.
Mama Mia POV------------------------------------------------
MM: Ali I'm back.
With no answer to her greeting she burst through the open door expecting to see some happy/ surprised faces, but only an empty house greeted her. After searching high or low for either Alice or Cain in the house with a depressed look on her face she saw a letter on the dining table reading:
Dear Mama Mia,
On my Third Birthday at around 10:45 a.m. my mother or better known to you as Ali died. Even when during these three years I've tired my best to keep her alive until you came around again, but we know not the time nor the hour that death will come for us, and no matter what I tried I was just making it more painful by making her die slowly.
Unfortunately we will not be able to see her again, and I know she will definitely be missed darely. Even tho you might blame me for what happened, but I just want you to know I am very grateful for you always trying your best to keep my mother alive.
I will be dropping off the grid for a couple years. Then probably go to high school, because if she gets word that I didn't go I know she'll definitely haunt me. If you want to look for me I will be going to Forks on my 18th Birthday.
I buried her outback by the Delphiniums so be careful. I am not sure if or when you will see this, but we will meet again if the lord wills it.
Respectfully yours, Cain.
Mama Mia broke down crying. Walking outside she saw a makeshift grave stone, and after reading the message that was on it she couldn't help but start crying a little louder. Jumping into her truck, she just sat there and cried.
The Gravestone Rrad;
Here Lies
Alice Eve Macer
Better known as Ali
She was a ; Great Mother
And A Loving Friend
You Shall Never be Forgotten
&
You Shall Always be Missed
Rest In Peace
R.I.P
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While this was happening Cain was sleeping on the bus dreaming about the past years of his life.
Cain POV----------------------------------------------------------
Thinking about my early childhood I remember that during my first year of life, I really found out why in those old novel's that I have read said that being a baby was a pain, having absolutely no control over your own body is annoying as shit. I have crapped myself more times that I would like to remember, one thing that really scarred me is in my third month of life.
FlashBack-
It was a rainy morning in March, Alic... sorry my mother was in the kitchen making some porridge for us to eat. While she was cooking, I decided that I would try to sit up straight instead of always staying in the same position my mother decides to put me.
Using the wall as support I hoisted myself into a sitting position and let go.
I WAS DOING IT, for about two glorious seconds, then I fell. I didn't just fall, my head as if it had its own freewill, dived between my legs and I look like I'm about to start SUCKING MY OWN MINIATURE PENIS. Trying my hardest not to make a sound, because if I let out a single whimper meaning I am uncomfortable, in comes the over protective supermama with a bat in her hand and a camera by her side.
I shit you not when I said that because she literally has no embarrassing photos of me so she sleeps with her camera, and she has the bat because of the one time a rat came into the house. Long story short, I whooped that rats ass but got a scar that looks like an X above my left eye.
Either way she ran in with a bat as soon as I was about to make it tap out, and I swear my mom should get signed for baseball because the way she hit it out of my hands without touching me, and with so much power that would have be a home run if it was in a stadium.
Anywho back to the story. No matter what I tried I couldn't remove my face from my nether region, and I let out an unintended groan. I could almost swear that her body flickered through the door, because I didn't even see the door open.
Now a picture of me with my head in my crotch above the fireplace.
(AN/ Ok Excuses Time
I'm something people like to call Insomnia,
But that aint the worst part.
In the day time I get a little something I like to call lapses
It's where my brain turns off for a couple of seconds/minutes depending when I last slept, but my body keeps doing what it thinks I would do.
So Basically Autopilot
It can be as small as I sit on the toilet to take a shit and waking up finished.
To starting a test and waking up when I hand it in.
That's my Excuse, lost 2 hours of my life that I will never get back, still try ing to find out what I did, but don't worry cause before today is done chapter 5 will be out.
GHOSTHAND OUT
