A Little Life

12

Aizue Uriel

8AM

Omniscient

"Hm open wide." she said with a blue plastic baby spoon Infront of his mouth. He opened wide and chomped down on the fork. His face frowned as he chewed.

"Is it good?"

"Mmm." he nodded and licked his lips. She admired his features and smiled lightly. Look just like his daddy she thought.

"Mami, I go play now?" he asked with hopeful eyes as he looked up at her.

"Hm wipe your face. then you can go k?" she brought the napkin close to his body. He grabbed it with both hands and wiped around his mouth sloppily.

"All done. can I go now?"

"Yes papa. be careful, ok? I love you."

Aizue stirred in his slumber. He opened his eyes and found himself staring at his room door. He sat up from his bed and checked the time from his phone on the nightstand. 8:04 it read. Aiz's eyes trailed down and read the notification from an unknown number.

You'll regret that. 4:00AM

He mugged his phone. Woke up to sum bullshit bruh he thought and shook his head.

He thought nothing of it as he placed his phone face down on the stand and stood from the bed. he stretched and cracked his neck and back. Afterwards Aiz waltzed out of his room and to the bathroom.

After brushing his teeth, he left the bathroom and decided to see if Lorell was home. He creaked open the door his eyes glanced throughout the room. Yet again he found no one. Aiz went back in his room.

He accidently stepped on a jean fabric and looked down. Aiz looked throughout his room and noticed his clothes from yesterday on the floor. he shook his head and huffed while picking up the sweatpants.

A white paper fell from the pocket he grabbed it and seen the written number. 973-411-7892 Iman, he thought.

^Remember that it'll be important in the future

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Aizue just got finished putting fresh clothes on he grabbed his forces and placed them on his feet. He decided to clean the house and now he wanted to go get food from the little money he had. Last night Zay gave him sum for the next few days which he was grateful for.

Aiz started coming up on Wendy's he opened the glass door. There was two people ahead of him he stood behind the man. And opened his phone to past time.

Finally, it was his turn. "Can I get a number 3?" He said and took out a 10-dollar bill and a dollar bill.

"Yes. with that be all?" She began pressing buttons on the machine. "Yeah." Aiz said and rumbled his nose.

"Alright 10.17 will be your total." Aiz gave her the money she placed it in the register and handed him the medium sized Wendy's cup and receipt afterwards.

He grabbed the cup and went to fill his drink up. Aiz filled the cup with ice first and then filled it with a fruit punch Powerade. he placed the needed lid on top and went to stand agaisnt the short wall Infront of the registers.

Soon his food came up and Aiz grabbed it and left the building. While walking Aiz went to the small setup of a few tables outside in the middle of a park trail.

He sat down and ate his food. He looked around the city and watched the cars and people every once in a while, after biting into his food.

Suddenly shots are fired towards Aiz his eyes Boltz towards the bronze bullet that penetrates the table. Screams are heard through the area and Aiz drops the food in his hand he gets down on the ground and hides behind the brick support holding up the roof.

He hears his heart in his ears and shuts his eyes close. He began remembering the robbery at Mr. Frix's. OfCourse Aiz has heard shots before, but he's never been shot at.

The shots stop and he hears the screech of tires and police sirens. Although they stop, he remains in his position as tears began to build in his eye.

Aiz doesn't realize how long he'd been sitting there until he shifted his eyes on the police car parked in the middle of street. He pushed back into reality and stands from his feet.

He fast walked the opposite direction of the police officers and takes the long way home.

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Aizue sat on his bed and store towards the wall he'd been like this since he came home which was 5 minutes. He looked towards the money in rubber bands on his dresser and then felt against the scar above his eyebrow. His eyes trailed slowly towards the 1 above his messenger app.

The robbery.

The shootout.

The weird text from this morning.

Dad hasn't been home in three days.

Aiz's heart sunk. He grabbed his phone and opened the app and went to the thread. You'll regret that.

He read it over and over and thought back to the guys from the robbery and Mr. Frix.

Fuck.

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Thank you for reading.