Shouldn't Have Kissed You

Five years later...

Chris took the white T-shirt that was on the bed and wore it. After drying his hair he combed it with his hands before he looked at himself in the mirror. He was good to go, so he walked out of the bedroom. Chris walked down stairs and into the dinning table where his breakfast was waiting for him. This was Alma to him. Since the past five years she had taken it her responsibility to take care of him.

They were only two people who were living in the apartment and she cooked as if they were twenty people in that house. And she had moved in the house just to be sure that Chris was okay. That he didn't get tired or try to do anything stupid at all. His mother also wanted to move in with him and that's why he looked for a three bedroom apartment. For that reason and others that were best known to him.

Chris took one toast and served it to a plate that sat opposite to him. He also added two fried eggs and a glass of milk which was covered on top. That was the first thing that he did every time he came to the dinning table. He also took that priority first before himself. And every time there had to be a glass of milk no matter the time of the day. Chris served himself before covering the food and walking back up stairs.

It was time and he had to make sure of that. Chris knocked on the door lightly before working inside. The bed was made and he couldn't help but smile at himself. This was one of the few days that you would walk in and see this. Very few. He walked to the bathroom and opened the door and his smile grew bigger when he saw what was taking place before his eyes.

"You will never stop that, will you?" That was Alma who asked the person who stood there wrapped in a white towel.

It seemed like they had not yet seen Chris because Alma screamed this time. And that's when Chris thought of coming in between the two. Or thought of talking.

"Now if you keep on terrorising your nanny that way," he moved inside the bathroom. "She will die before you even turn six kiddo."

"Daddy, how many times do I've to tell you that you've to knock first?"

Yeah, that was always the greetings when the two of them met.

"Good morning to you too son and my night was good, thank you for asking." His son rolled his eyes at him. "And I saw that young man, besides I did knock."

Before his son could say anything Alma beat him to it. "You've to brush your teeth."

Chris looked at the old woman and smiled at her. She was all socked because of the little angel who stood there looking at both of them. What could he do without her?

"I will take it from here, nanny." Chris moved to take his son's toothbrush. "Go and get changed."

Alma excused herself and left the two of them. Chris turned to his son and gave him his tooth brush before walking to the bedroom. Alma had placed his son's clothes on the bed. He waited for him there and in few seconds he was out. This was how it worked for them. Chris would either be the one waking his son every morning and helping to take a bath or Alma when Chris overslept. But a day did he not prepare his son every morning. When he woke up late, he made sure that he was the one who dressed him up.

"I'm done." His son walked out giving his a smile.

Chris smiled back and sat on the bed. "Not yet son." He looked at his clothes then back at his son, "I've to make sure you don't smell before you put this on. Now raise you had, Prince."

"You're not going to tickle me, are you dad?"

"Since when do I tickle you?"

"Since you told me that's called tickling."

It was true. Every time he told his son to raise up hand it always ended with a tickle. And so he had to promise that he had no intention of doing that. Which was of course a lie. The two ended up rolling on the bed and his son out of breath and begging his father to stop. Of course not without a catch. Who doesn't do that anyway? Who doesn't use there kids to get what the want and not in bad way.

"Will you throw water on you nanny again?"

No...no dad, I...I won't do that again daddy, please stop."

"You keep saying that, now promise me."

"I do dad, please stop."

He just said I love you too and began to help him get dressed. After few minutes, his son was all dressed up and they were all ending down stairs to have their breakfast. Chris helped his son sit on his chair and opened his already served food. He helped

same time don't. Its like they just want them to stay kids forever which can never happen. That's God's plan and

the month and

is Alma, we've to visit

took his son's hand and before they could walk out

the visit Chris, I

just smiled at her and said he wished that it was that easy. And he sure did. He did wish that things were different. That he could move on from what took place five years ago but he couldn't. He just wanted to visit her every time. He just wanted to do that but he had to keep on reminding himself that his

inside the car after he settled him at the back seat. "I

car. "Have you know?" He looked quickly at the

true, she will always take his side. "Do you think that she will like my

she will

the drive was quite. He was on his own thoughts that he never wanted his son to know about them. He so many regrets in life but he never let them come in between him and his son. He never let them define him before his son. And never wanted to loose his son for them. That was how much he wanted to protect this kid. That was how much he was will to go when it

now." He said when he pulled the car

his son out of the care. He hated this place. He hated the smell that it came with it. He hated even to look at the surrounding but he had no chose. He had to visit her this date. He had to be here today because this is what she chose.

he kept on telling himself when he brought him here. That what he kept on saying but he always found himself back

bye forever. Maybe he could let his son grow in a heathy environment which wasn't here. He just hoped today would be the last day. The last day that he would bring his son to this damn place. As he said, his son was the first priority before

mamma," Prince greeted when they

He also

missed that smile. How he had missed seeing her make jokes at him and laugh at him. He missed everything about this woman and he couldn't do anything to change the past. He couldn't even do a damn thing despite all the money that he had. Its good to

eyes fighting the bitter memories to stay where they always stayed. And that is at the back of his mind. They had to be locked there forever. But today they weren't listening to him. They're not allowing him to even breath and he was loosing it. The pain

screamed again and all he could do was stare at the television as if trying to process what he was seeing. His mind refused to digest anything, it refused to believe what the television said. H e didn't want to, he never wanted to

and Wesley stood before him. His best friend had slapped it and it hurt but it help him realise what was happening. Chris got up from the floor that he sat on and took his

him but Wesley never listened. He took the keys away and helped Chris inside the car. He waited for the rest to join and in no time they were at the what was a police station hours ago. Of course no one was allowed to go anywhere near that place as the fight fighters put of the fire. Families where there crying there hearts out and

needed no one to tell you anything. The evidence was staring at everyone who was there. There was no more police station in that area. It was all nothing but ashes. That's what stared at them. It was as if it was

sorry would heal all the wounds that everyone felt. It was its duty to protect its citizen and it failed. It

when you bring hell in other peoples life? Which God accepts human sacrifice? And until when will people pay for this 'holy war' How long will people bury brothers, sisters, lovers, mothers, fathers or any relative because of terrorist who know nothing. Who know nothing about love, kindness and how to be your brothers keeper.

watch everyone get wiped? And all they do is go to the parliament and talk about them having more salaries

let him. He had already gone that rail and there was no stopping that. A day after the bombing, Maya memorial was held in church. And as always people came. They did come and worse was her

in the twinkling of an eye, gone too soon. And what hurts the most is that it wasn't because of a natural death. She wasn't heal but she is gone. I mean, she was here one day and gone one night. We fought, like really fought but friends do that right? They fight

given a last time to apologies to her. Why did you turn to be a comet, Maya? You were blazing at me in my life but just like the comet blazed 'cross the evening day and gone too soon. I thought that we had agreed that I would be the first one to die. That I would be the first to leave this world but its like you never listened

her like she was supposed to be treated? Did you even show her kindness like she showed everyone of us? You, you came here because she saved who ever she saved in your family. But did you get to know her better?

this what you wanted since she was born? Didn't you want to kill

her

feel to know that your sister died the same day that you came back? You never even got a chance to see her see her one last time. You didn't even see her transform from a child to a woman and you'll never see that because she is dead. You're a bastard and

her knees screaming on how they'll burn in hell and Wes walked to her. He carried her away and people made their own speeches. Even her father had something to say and what Kyle said made sense to Chris. They all were hypocrites who had

her instead of her. Today we're holding a memorial for her with no body just a picture. This ring was what proved to

never showed her love and when I was doing it, she is gone. Gone just like a sunset

flower that is just beyond my reach. I can't reach you even if I want to. I don't even have your ashes with me. All that I've of you is a burnt ring. Why couldn't you keep you promise? Why did you chose to leave us? Why were you so much determine to leave us? How could you be so much selfish?

know no forgiveness without you. Please just back to us. We've to apologies to you Maya, you've to give us a second chance. Please Maya.

breaking down like Kyle. Wes had allot

sparkly. And splendidly bright. Here one day gone one night. Born to amuse,

to him. And he wished that they could just

subsided even. What was worse was that his son thought that Maya was his mother. He thought that she was the one who gave him life but it wasn't her. It

How do you live when your source of joy is no more. When the one who made you want to wake up every morning wasn't there. So that day he chose the easy way to escape the pain. The easiest to ease his agony and that was suicide. Yes, he wanted