World-War III

"Ishhh, It's such a chilling d-d-day."  

My shivering voice was enough to describe my current situation. I'm down and out, I guess there's no other place that I can call my home now. I'm not homeless yet it looks that way though. 

Shit! I should have hit that bastard Ren Kiyoko's face when he mentioned my Father. 

"Meow! Meow!" 

I was to ignore the cat's groaning but I halted when I noticed a little boy making fun of a homeless cat. I was in a bad mood at the first, but here this kiddo is being a little more! 

"Hey! You there! Stop playing with the Cat!"

I immediately caught his ear and pulled it up with frown brows. Holy sh*t, what's your noise over here?! I'm already dying here in fierceness and you are making fun of this homeless cat! Idiotic Rascal!

"Ouch! Ouch! Why are you pulling my earrrrrrrrr? Helllllll, Leave meeeeeeeee!" 

Scream, scream. You should also feel the pain that you gave to this poor Cat. Idiot! This generation's kids are so undisciplined. I should kick you out of this world before I could spare a glance at you. 

"You idiot, how dare you hurt this poor cat? Scram!" 

As expected he immediately ran away in a hurry and was scared. 

This white-brownish cat with sparkling blue eyes is what I should call the perfect model cat. It'll give a good sum of money if I sell it out to any needy model cat organisations.

But, wait. There's a belt around its neck so it's a pet cat. Whose pet you are? You look so feeble. Don't know which hooligan threw you out, once I get to know, for sure I do kill that human! 

"Izzy! Izzy! Where are you, Izzy?!" 

Izzy? It's the same name that is written on this cat's belt. So you're Izzy. See, your owner is searching for you. 

"Hey! Your cat is near me!" 

"Oh~ Thank you very much, Elder Sister~" 

Just a few minutes back I was thinking about the person who threw Izzy now I got to know it's you. I was even thinking of hitting them so badly but it looks like you didn't kick Izzy out of the house. Maybe it ran away. 

"It's okay. Take care of your cat, don't let it go out, okay?" 

"Okay, Elder Sister~" 

Finally, everything is fine now. I should go back home. Wait! Do I even have a home? Ishh, I forgot that I fought with Mommy! For sure, she won't allow me insideeeee! Wahhh! Where should I survive now? I'm homeless, please help me, I'm dying laying on these wet-cold roads. 

Hey stop it, I don't wanna sing right now. 

Such a disgusting voice I have. It sounds hoarse. What's the use of having a small Adam Apple when it was meant to spoil your voice into a hoarse voice just like men? 

Shhh, kill this cold, godhead! It's freezing me up! 

"Moon!" 

Huh? Mommy! I'm gone. For sure, I'm gone today. God, please save me one more time. I beg you! 

"Hehe…, Mom…Hi, How are you–argh! Mom, mom! My earrrrr!" 

I'm laughing inside and outside. I'm playing my role of being a loyal daughter by screaming when my Mommy continues stretching my ear like dough. 

"Idiot! How did you think of leaving the house, huh?!" 

Did I dream of leaving the house? It's all because of your boyfriend…! Holy F**ker.

"You came here to stretch my ear or to take me back to the house. You don't know Mom but outside it's so cold." 

"Don't you have a minimum common sense of coming back home if it's cold outside, ha? First of all, do you even have a brain?"

Huh? That's a mind-blasting question, Mommy. I'm literally speechless! Oh my! Goshhh! 

"Actually, my brain left for grazing. Should I call it, Mom?" 

"Idiot, even now how did you decide to crack your jokes? You just walk home for now." 

If not you then with whom I can crack jokes, Mom. My heartbeat you're, Mommy~ 

"Mom, you know what. Just now my brain came to my body it seems. If you have any questions, ask my brain, not me."

"Shut up. Otherwise, I will sleeve your mouth."

"Oh my god, no. I will zip my mouth." 

Mommy is only the source of my roots. Before dad's death, our house would be full of joys and we do always have World Wars between me and my Mommy. 

Daddy would laugh so loudly seeing us fight like Tom and Jerry. He would never stop us until it drives us, mental fellows. After the fight, I and Dad would laugh a lot remembering Mom's funny-angry face. 

Literally, those days were so joyful. I do miss them a lot. I just hope to see Dad's laughing face when I and Mom start our funny World War-III. I miss you, Daddy. 

You both were my lights. No one can replace you guys. You know that, right, My Dad's Wife? Walking home may bring a little harshness in my blood but, yet I have to walk.

"Don't try to run away again, Moon. You are my heartbeat, baby."

Mom…, I'm truly sorry for hurting you. I was so rude before I should have acted normally without being so stupid. But actually, there's a blunder done by your boyfriend. I do wish to break down his face! Into thousands of pieces!! 

"I'm sorry, Mom." 

"It's okay, Baby. Next time if you leave the house you have to bear the punishment from me." 

Ishhh, what punishment? Will she punish me now? Whatever, I'm just gonna take it lightly. She won't punish me that hard though. My phone started buzzing as I reached the entrance of my house. 

"What happened, Baby? Are you not going to walk in?" 

"Mom, You walk in first. I will come in soon, just a minute. I'll be back after the call." 

"Okay, Baby. Get in soon, It's getting cold."

I just passed a calm expression to my Mom and then she walked inside the house. As I took out my mobile phone from my pocket I found an unknown number popping on the bright screen. 

I left my voice quiet and lifted the call. The opposite person's voice was quite strange and similar to someone whom I better know well. 

Is this Cherry Fowler?! No way! How can she find my number?!

"Are you Cherry?" 

"Oh, wow. You found me so soon, Moon. I'm so happy to hear your sweet, strawberry voice." 

"Shut up. Speak about the main matter, Cherry." 

"Ok, Idol…! Well, Your Father had given enough suffering to my Mom, let me take revenge on behalf of my Mom." 

What?! What is she talking about? I was stunned like a statue. There's no movement in my body parts. I couldn't believe that Cherry could show up like this. 

What did my father do to her Mother? What suffering does her Mother receive from my Dad? Questions are running like a waterfall in my mind, they are saying like they are unstoppable today.