even if you stop believing

So I’m in the back seat of our car now, we’re on the way to Donna’s.
My dad is driving; he’s been waiting the whole day.
We’re listening to a Black Sabbath CD.
I can’t describe how happy it makes me to see dad so happy.

Donna left our house very late last night; she was watching some movie with dad.
It was nice to hear them laughing, it made me happy to know dad was having fun.
Dad was so down after mom left him.

I didn’t see the boy at school today, which got me sad.
What if I made him sad yesterday?
I feel so horrible.
I can’t live with myself if I get someone like him sad.
What if he spent the whole day crying because I was so mean?
He’s too perfect to be sad.
I hate myself, why do I have to be so mean to everybody?

Okay I’m so overreacting, he’s probably just ill and that’s all.

I take a look through the window.
This neighborhood looks familiar.
The boy lives somewhere around here, oh there his house is.
Oh how I’d just like to stop the car, run and go hug him.
But we’re just going to drive by.

Oh wait, what is dad doing?
No, no, no I didn’t mean that like seriously!
Why is he driving to the boy’s driveway?
I must look pretty frightened.

Maybe this even wasn’t his house then either.
I was so messed up and could hardly even see so it wouldn’t be a surprise if I confused his house to this or something. My view was all fuzzy and my head so fucked up during the whole night so I don’t remember much.

We get out of the car, I feel very anguished.
What if?
What am I going to do then?
I try to calm myself down, but I just can’t get him out of my mind.
I was so certain that this was his house.
I’ll see soon.

Donna is already standing in the doorway, waving and smiling at us.
Her blonde hair is curled again and she’s got a very nice dress on her.
My dad is smiling widely.
There’s someone behind her, probably one of her sons.

We walk towards them.
I get more anguished by every step I take, though the possibility of the boy being her son is very, very low.
It’s still possible.

My dad hugs and kisses Donna on the cheek.
I just say calmly ‘hi’ to her. I also look at the boy that was behind him.
I almost let out a sigh of relief as I see that at least this one is not the boy.
I feel so stupid for still believing that the boy lives here.
How messed up I really was that night?

“Hi I’m Mikey” the boy suddenly tells me, smiling, as Donna and my dad are talking about something.
“I’m Frank” I say and smile a bit. He seems pretty cool.

Donna leads us to the kitchen after we’ve taken our shoes off.
Their house is very beautiful, and cozy.
They have few very cool paintings hanging on the walls.
The house is also very spacious, it seems pretty big.

The table is already set, and it seems that we’re having sushi for dinner.
I love sushi!
If the sushi is good, I’m never going to complain about her being with dad.
“It’s good that you came so soon, sushi should be always eaten as soon as possible. It’s the best when it’s fresh” She says as we sit down. Oh my, she seems to know what she’s talking about.
I feel happy that dad chose her. I’m going to get sushi whenever I want.

“You chose the food well Donna, Frank loves sushi” my dad suddenly says.

“Only if it’s well made” I point out. Oh god why do I have to be so sassy all the time.

“Oh that’s nice! I hope you like my sushi then” she tells me.

I take a few maki rolls that have fish in them and some california rolls, they’re my favourite.
I pour myself a little bit some soy sauce to the little cup we all have for it.
I pick one sushi with my chopsticks and dip it to the soy, and then I eat it.
Oh my god, these are perfect!

“These are so good” I tell Donna, who just smiles because her mouth is full.

We all eat our sushi in silence, maybe some small talk every now and then.
Dad didn’t lie as he told me that Donna is amazing at cooking.

Suddenly my dad opens his mouth.
“Where is Gerard?”
I forgot about him too.
How can I be so absent-minded?
I forgot that he can be the boy.
Okay I should stop this and enjoy the sushi.
I’m getting hypochondriac.

He can’t be the boy.

“He’s been a bit sad today and he said he doesn’t want to eat with us today, he’s in his room” Donna says calmly, as if it wasn’t a surprise that he’s sad.

“I’d really want to meet him too, since Mikey is a very nice young man” My dad tells her. Mikey smiles at my dad. Mikey doesn’t seem so bad, and that is a rare thing.

“I can go to ask him if he’d like to meet you before you leave” Donna says and gets up from her seat. She walks out of the kitchen and it sounds like she’s walking downstairs.
I eat my last sushi.
I haven’t eaten sushi this good for ages.

“What school do you go to?” asks Mikey.
“Belleville High, it’s the nearest school” I answer him.
“Oh, me and my brother Gerard go there too! Why haven’t I ever seen you?”
“I don’t know” this is so weird.
Why haven’t I ever seen him either?

“I guess we just have so different schedules you know, that we just never see each other, or we just don’t pay attention to the people around us” He says laughing a bit. I like way he thinks.
“Well, maybe” I answer.

“So you decided to come and meet the Ieros!” Mikey suddenly whoops as he looks at the doorway.

I turn my head to look at his brother too.
Oh my holy god.

Notes

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