Blood's Supposed to be Thicker than Water, chapter 5
The Bus stopped a while after the long road, the time was now 3 am and Frankito wanted to know if there was a place he could stay.
He got off the bus and went into a field shaded with trees as he pitched his tent and sleeping back under it with his extra clothes for warmness as he slept on the hard ground, his parents wouldn't know if he was gone or not they wouldn't care less anyway.
Tre came home in his suit after his arguement with Frankito Claudia was standing at the door she had forgotten her key as Tre opend it with his key, Claudia walked in shouting on Frankito as Tre walked through the house and saw there was a note lying on the living room coffee table.
Dear Mom and Dad,
You guys allways have to fight, Im sick of all this Mom you allways think you want to know what i do now since that fight at school.If he dies yeah I know whats gonna happen im not stupid like you think I am.I just wish you guys got back together and be happy instead of hurting each other I heard the fighting every night, Its driving me nuts and I didn't leave because of guilt I left because of Dad.He lied to me the shouting I can take but the dishonesty so I hope your proud dad I left because of you I hope you do die and I dont want anything to do with you.I thought I had a dad but now I dont because you are nothing to me and I dont care if you read this I really dont anymore because its the truth not lies that you told me .
Love Frankito your ex son
P.S Tre, if you read this, burn in hell.
Tears dropped onto the letter as Tre showed it to Claudia she looked up and saw the hurt in Tre's face.It was his fault, Frankito had just snapped like that.
Claudia wrapped her arms around Tre as she could hear him gasp and wheeze for air as he choked back his tears.
Claudia wanted things to be okay but Tre was getting worse the pain was becoming worse.
Three days later.
The Police knew what was going on as Tre tried to drive around and look for him, it was the thunder seasons and the rains crashed down on the streets and flodded them as the mud in the fields ran over the main roads.
Tre was driving in the storm as the car engine died on the small country lanes as he go out wearing only Jeans and a shirt, the rain soaked through his clothes and into his skin the coldness of the wind chittered his body as he coughed and spluttered heading home as Claudia waited with Adrienne.
Claudia sat with Adrienne in the living room she kept reading over and over the letter as it circled in his mind Tre had a docs appointment tommrow morning would he still go or would he go out again and look.
The front door opend and closed as Mike and Billie had came back from their seprate areas.Mike looked at Adrienne and knew Claudia was worried about Tre he had been gone twelve hours without a call.
"We'll fine him I promise" Billie said hearing the door open wishing it was Frankito.
Claudia ran to see Tre soken,muddy and cold.
He shaked his head as his eyes were red and puffy from the crying he had done.
"Where did you go?" Claudia asked him helping him take off his wet shirt.
"Here and there."
"Where?" she said kissing his cheek.
"Everywhere I went right to Mexico, but nothing." Tre lowered his head as the tears fell on to his lap.Claudia kissed his cheek and helped him to bed.
NEXT DAY
Frankito was walking down the highway towards the border he took his passport with him he was already heading for the closest family he had and that was in New York. As he sat in the cafe eating some toast and tea the t.v started blaring. Frankito started wondering if he did the right thing and decided to turn back.
Tre woke up he felt like he had the flu which was Pneumonia and the Flu mixed as he went to the hospital to see if his cancer was treatable, he sat in the small room alone waiting for the doctor to arrive as he sat down at the desk and looked at the x-rays and test results.
"Tre I am really sorry to have to tell you this but the cancer you developed is non treatable.It has spread to your liver, kidneys,intestines and your heart.Im very sorry but your liver had already started failing."
Tre looked at the bald headed man who took of his glasses,his little moustache verging on the colour of grey.
"How long have I got" Tre said holding back his tears in hope he still had years.
"I'm sorry but you only have a matter of days"Tre closed his eyes in hope that this was some lie a joke a hoax.
"How long do you think I have left"Tre repeated himself better.
"A week"
The day grew on as Frankito started traveling back home, he felt guilty about that letter and felt guilty about everything else. The sun was warm as he got the first bus which could take him outside his own street in two days so he sat on the seat and waited.
Claudia found out the news,a week left thats all it was was seven days.
Six days later.
Frankito opend the front door of his little home and ran around trying to find his mom and dad were they at work. Claudia ran down the stairs and hugged Frankito so tight that his eyes would have popped from his skull.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
"Hey it's Okay."
"Wheres Dad I didn't mean it all."
"He's upstairs he's in bed hes only got a day left Frankito a day left." Claudia broke down in tears as Frankito raced up the stairs to the room where he saw Tre lying on the bed.
He was white, his hair flattened his eyes closed, Frankito sat on the bed and touched his hand.
"Dad?"
"Frankie?"
"Dad Im here and Im not going anywhere again "Frankito kisses his dads head as if he was the one who was asleep like a baby.Claudia sat on the otherside of the bed.
"I love you okay, take care of your mom and your new baby brother or sister. "Tre smiled weakly as Frankito looked over at his mom.
"Dad please done go I need you." Tre's eyes fluttered closed as the last breath escaped his body. Frankito buired his head in Tre's neck as he broke down.
"Im sorry dad Im sorry."
The only thing he wanted back was his dad.
He got off the bus and went into a field shaded with trees as he pitched his tent and sleeping back under it with his extra clothes for warmness as he slept on the hard ground, his parents wouldn't know if he was gone or not they wouldn't care less anyway.
Tre came home in his suit after his arguement with Frankito Claudia was standing at the door she had forgotten her key as Tre opend it with his key, Claudia walked in shouting on Frankito as Tre walked through the house and saw there was a note lying on the living room coffee table.
Dear Mom and Dad,
You guys allways have to fight, Im sick of all this Mom you allways think you want to know what i do now since that fight at school.If he dies yeah I know whats gonna happen im not stupid like you think I am.I just wish you guys got back together and be happy instead of hurting each other I heard the fighting every night, Its driving me nuts and I didn't leave because of guilt I left because of Dad.He lied to me the shouting I can take but the dishonesty so I hope your proud dad I left because of you I hope you do die and I dont want anything to do with you.I thought I had a dad but now I dont because you are nothing to me and I dont care if you read this I really dont anymore because its the truth not lies that you told me .
Love Frankito your ex son
P.S Tre, if you read this, burn in hell.
Tears dropped onto the letter as Tre showed it to Claudia she looked up and saw the hurt in Tre's face.It was his fault, Frankito had just snapped like that.
Claudia wrapped her arms around Tre as she could hear him gasp and wheeze for air as he choked back his tears.
Claudia wanted things to be okay but Tre was getting worse the pain was becoming worse.
Three days later.
The Police knew what was going on as Tre tried to drive around and look for him, it was the thunder seasons and the rains crashed down on the streets and flodded them as the mud in the fields ran over the main roads.
Tre was driving in the storm as the car engine died on the small country lanes as he go out wearing only Jeans and a shirt, the rain soaked through his clothes and into his skin the coldness of the wind chittered his body as he coughed and spluttered heading home as Claudia waited with Adrienne.
Claudia sat with Adrienne in the living room she kept reading over and over the letter as it circled in his mind Tre had a docs appointment tommrow morning would he still go or would he go out again and look.
The front door opend and closed as Mike and Billie had came back from their seprate areas.Mike looked at Adrienne and knew Claudia was worried about Tre he had been gone twelve hours without a call.
"We'll fine him I promise" Billie said hearing the door open wishing it was Frankito.
Claudia ran to see Tre soken,muddy and cold.
He shaked his head as his eyes were red and puffy from the crying he had done.
"Where did you go?" Claudia asked him helping him take off his wet shirt.
"Here and there."
"Where?" she said kissing his cheek.
"Everywhere I went right to Mexico, but nothing." Tre lowered his head as the tears fell on to his lap.Claudia kissed his cheek and helped him to bed.
NEXT DAY
Frankito was walking down the highway towards the border he took his passport with him he was already heading for the closest family he had and that was in New York. As he sat in the cafe eating some toast and tea the t.v started blaring. Frankito started wondering if he did the right thing and decided to turn back.
Tre woke up he felt like he had the flu which was Pneumonia and the Flu mixed as he went to the hospital to see if his cancer was treatable, he sat in the small room alone waiting for the doctor to arrive as he sat down at the desk and looked at the x-rays and test results.
"Tre I am really sorry to have to tell you this but the cancer you developed is non treatable.It has spread to your liver, kidneys,intestines and your heart.Im very sorry but your liver had already started failing."
Tre looked at the bald headed man who took of his glasses,his little moustache verging on the colour of grey.
"How long have I got" Tre said holding back his tears in hope he still had years.
"I'm sorry but you only have a matter of days"Tre closed his eyes in hope that this was some lie a joke a hoax.
"How long do you think I have left"Tre repeated himself better.
"A week"
The day grew on as Frankito started traveling back home, he felt guilty about that letter and felt guilty about everything else. The sun was warm as he got the first bus which could take him outside his own street in two days so he sat on the seat and waited.
Claudia found out the news,a week left thats all it was was seven days.
Six days later.
Frankito opend the front door of his little home and ran around trying to find his mom and dad were they at work. Claudia ran down the stairs and hugged Frankito so tight that his eyes would have popped from his skull.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
"Hey it's Okay."
"Wheres Dad I didn't mean it all."
"He's upstairs he's in bed hes only got a day left Frankito a day left." Claudia broke down in tears as Frankito raced up the stairs to the room where he saw Tre lying on the bed.
He was white, his hair flattened his eyes closed, Frankito sat on the bed and touched his hand.
"Dad?"
"Frankie?"
"Dad Im here and Im not going anywhere again "Frankito kisses his dads head as if he was the one who was asleep like a baby.Claudia sat on the otherside of the bed.
"I love you okay, take care of your mom and your new baby brother or sister. "Tre smiled weakly as Frankito looked over at his mom.
"Dad please done go I need you." Tre's eyes fluttered closed as the last breath escaped his body. Frankito buired his head in Tre's neck as he broke down.
"Im sorry dad Im sorry."
The only thing he wanted back was his dad.
